Monday, August 29, 2011

Horrifying Mailbox Monday!


Mailbox Monday was created by Marcia and is currently on tour.  This month's host is Staci at Life in the Thumb. 

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Boyfriend from Hell by E. Van Lowe....won from Donna at Book Lover's Hideaway

Fifteen year-old Megan Barnett and her single mom, Suze, have a special relationship—they are friends, close friends, who do almost everything together.

“But come on, guys, she’s my mother… Can I really tell her that while we’re snuggled up on the sofa watching Spider Man Three, I’m secretly undressing James Franco with my eyes? Of course not…”

The special bond takes a turn for the worse when Suze decides to start dating again. She hasn’t had a man in her life since Megan’s father left ten years ago.

Enter two mysterious young men, Megan’s new classmate, sinfully attractive bad boy, Guy Matson, and the dangerously handsome art dealer, Armando. Before long Megan and Suze both wind up in steamy relationships.

But neither of the handsome pair is quite what he seems. In fact, one of them is Satan, with his sights set on a new bride. Megan has precious little time to figure out how to stop him. If she doesn’t, either Megan or Suze are quite literally going to HELL. (description from Goodreads)

Did you get anything scary this week?

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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Blogbuster Tour: Excerpt from The Wild Hunt by Jared Sandman

This is a cross post from The True Book Addict

   
     He reached into his pocket and brought out the white chip he’d discovered inside the magnetic megalith.
     “Do you know what this is?” Erik held it flat on his palm.
     The old man looked at the object with a hint of recognition. Ivan rubbed his cheek with a rough hand. “I’ve never seen it before.”
     “It’s fine if you don’t wanna explain. Don’t lie to me though.”
     “That oughta be returned to where you found it. It doesn’t belong to you.”
     “Sorry, can’t. I’d be arrested for trespassing.”
     “Then give it to me.”
     “I don’t think so,” Erik said.
     The old man reached out with a swiftness that belied his advanced age. He tried to snatch the shell from Erik’s hand, but the young man was quicker and slipped it back in his pocket.
     Ivan lunged for the object at the same moment the bathroom door opened and Allie appeared. The old man immediately straightened, the pair of them grinning innocently at her.
     “What’s going on?” she asked.
     “Nothing,” Erik said. “Just having a discussion.”
     “Your bathtub’s beautiful,” Allie told the old man. “I want Erik to install a claw-footed tub in our master bathroom just like yours.”
     “I’m partial to it myself,” Ivan said.
     His demeanor had transformed in an instant. No longer was he the menacing figure he’d been seconds before. Now he played the jovial grandfather, pleasant and accommodating. The rapidity with which he switched those roles frightened Erik. He wondered which mask was the true visage of Ivan Hertz.
     “We should be going,” Erik said. He now regretted accepting the old man’s invitation to dinner. If Ivan treated others the way he’d shown tonight, it didn’t surprise Erik that the old man hadn’t any friends or loved ones.
     “If you must,” Ivan said. He retrieved their winter jackets from the coatrack, handed the red one to Erik while he held the blue one open for Allie.
     The clock over the fireplace mantel chimed once . . . twice . . . thrice . . .
     “Midnight,” the old man said in a sober tone. “December twenty-fifth.”
     “Happy Christmas,” Allie told him as she zipped up.
     The musical peals continued: four — five — six.
     Ivan offered a weak smile, his face as white as his mustache.
     Seven — eight — nine.
     He went to the front window and peered into shrouded darkness.
     “Thank you for the meal,” Allie said. “You can throw away the pie tin. I don’t need it for — ”
     “Quiet.” Ivan turned on the porch light to better see the woods.
     Ten — eleven — twelve.
     The twelve strokes of midnight.
     “Should we let ourselves out?” Erik asked. The Hernes were unnerved by the old man’s sudden erratic behavior.
     Then they all heard it, low at first as it built to a thunderous crescendo that echoed throughout the whole of Holly Wood. It sounded like a powerful blast from some sort of instrument. Erik pictured a Swiss Alpine horn while Allie imagined a Jewish shofar being blown.
     “Is that coming from town?” she asked. It seemed nearer than that. Wodanfield was four miles to the west; this came from somewhere much closer.
     The old man grabbed the door handle and fumbled with the multiple locks. “I appreciate your visit,” he said and ushered them onto the porch. “Come anytime for a chat.” The words were as empty as his house.
     “If you ever need help, we’re just a phone call away.” Allie amended her offer. “Well, you know what I mean.”
     The woods were quiet after the apparent explosion. The snow had a natural muting effect; at present there was nothing to muffle, just absolute silence.
     The old man’s gaze probed the perimeter surrounding his cabin. He went to close the door when he offered one final bit of advice to the newlyweds before locking them out. “Go straight home,” he said. “And get there quick if you hope to have a merry Christmas.”
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Jared Sandman’s Blogbuster Tour 2011 runs from July 1st through August 31st. His novels include Leviathan, The Wild Hunt and Dreamland, all of which are available at Amazon, Barnes & Noble and Smashwords. His latest book, The Shadow Wolves, has just been released. Follow him on Twitter (@JaredSandman) and be entered to win one of several $25 Amazon gift cards. See rules at www.jaredsandman.com for eligibility.

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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Stephen King's IT Read-a-Long 2011

IT-readalong

Yes, another read-a-long! I'm planning on doing this, but FIRST, must locate my book.  Finally starting to unpack my books from the move months ago (pathetic, I know).  So, will most probably be playing catch up, but I have wanted to read this one for years.  Hopefully, I will succeed!

For details and full read-a-long schedule, visit Serena's blog, Savvy Verse and Wit.

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Monday, August 15, 2011

Welcome to my new blog!


Welcome to Castle Macabre.  I created this blog for reviewing one of my other favorite genres...horror.  The focus of The True Book Addict is steadily transitioning toward historical fiction and the horror genre does not quite fit.  While I feel literary fiction and even fantasy still have a place there, I think horror is a unique genre that warrants its own blog.  I also realized that many of the readers of The True Book Addict may not be keen on horror.  Plus, I wanted a place that I can occasionally discuss the horror films I see.  Horror films are actually my favorite movies to watch.  I just love having the ---- scared out of me! However, the primary focus here will be books.  I own an abundance of horror fiction and there are exciting new titles released every day so I know there won't be a lack of material.  Plus, Halloween is just around the corner and Carl's R.I.P. challenge starts in September so this might shape up to be a busy introduction for Castle Macabre!

Update:  I'm planning a blog launch event and giveaway for September.  Stay tuned for details. Authors/publicists/publishers interested in promoting your/a book during my event (giveaway, guest post, etc.) can contact me.  View my review policy and contact information in the About/Contact tab listed at the top of the left sidebar.

Certain sections are still under construction so please bear with me.  I hope you will visit often.  I think this will be a fun place for horror lovers everywhere!
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