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Stories Behind the Stories: She Rises at Night

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Stories Behind the Stories: She Rises at Night   *WARNING: Stories Behind the Stories essays contain spoilers of certain plot details in my works. The spoilers do not give away pertinent plot-ruining information and should not taint your reading enjoyment of the book.* Welcome to ‘Stories Behind the Stories.’ In this essay, we’ll be discussing my epic horror novel ‘She Rises at Night’ – a book that was such an undertaking that it was nicknamed ‘The Monster’ by my editor. In all fairness, ‘She Rises at Night’ was not originally intended to be the massive book that it became. During its birth, the novel was meant to be a short novella and a part of my ‘Shaded Whisperings’ horror series. In the original fifty-page draft, the two main characters – Bob and Karen – moved into a dilapidated European farmhouse by the sea and the haunted past of the house worked to tear the bitter couple further apart. It was meant to end with a husband who had totally lost his wits and decided to kill hi

Now on Presale - She Rises at Night

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  Blurb:  Bob and Karen are, by all regards, an unhappily married couple who has tried desperately to rekindle an extinguished flame. Their last hope for reconciliation is a move across the pond to an old farmhouse by the sea. This farmhouse has problems that are much worse than the constant flooding and the shape of disrepair that shadow over it. It harbors dark secrets, hidden dangers, and a legacy of horrific murders that have followed the structure and those who have inhabited it for well over a hundred years. Bob and Karen have barely survived one another throughout their marriage; can they survive the terrors that dominate their land when the sun goes down? An epic tale of love and marriage blended with the fearful whispers of the Book of Lucifer, the zombie genre finds new life and a new definition in ‘She Rises at Night.’ Excerpt 1: “I don’t know how I let you talk me into this,” Karen told her husband as she looked out the window of their “new” car. The car was a 90’s model, a