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Uncover the dark secrets of the mansion’s past, is foremost. However, The mansion, has other ideas, as well as some rather restless occupants

Thursday, October 10th, 2019
Buried
by
Sian B. Claven
Genre:
Horror
 

Home
is where the heart is … or the hatred.

You
can feel the love and care someone puts into their home just by
walking into it. Equally, you can feel the hatred and malice when you
step into a home where dark deeds have been done.
Alex
and his team of so-called paranormal investigators are given the
opportunity of a lifetime when they are able to film inside one of
the most haunted, and cursed, locations in their area.

 

The Jackson
Mansion.

 

The thing that makes this mansion truly unique is that it
is built completely underground. Determined to uncover the dark
secrets of the mansion’s past, and prove himself a notable
investigator, Alex doesn’t care what it takes. The mansion, however,
has other ideas, as well as some rather restless occupants.

 

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Born
in South Africa, in the heart of Johannesburg, Sian Claven grew up
with a vivid imagination. When she wasn’t immersing herself in books,
she was actively creating her owns tories.

 

At 29 years old,
left to her own devices after her sister immigrated, Sian, wrote her
first horror book Ensnared and dared to publish it under the guidance
of indie authors Toni Cox and Ashleigh Giannaccaro.
Now she
has released more than ten books including a thriller and sci-fi
fantasy.
In 2019, Sian took up the challenge of publishing 11
books in 11 months.
Sian came second place in the First Annual
Indie Awards for Favourite African Author.
Sian’s book,
Sylvana, the final book in her Butcher series, made the Amazon top
100 best sellers list in several categories across three
countries.
In her spare time, Sian is an avid Harry Potter
fan, pop collector and Bingo addict. She resides in Johannesburg with
her 2 best friends, their daughter, their 6 dogs and 2 cats.

 

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Mariah discovers a unique ability to travel through a world of spirit

Tuesday, July 31st, 2018

Morgan J Muir lives in Utah with her fantastic husband, three offspring, and as many cats (but she doesn’t carry them with kits in sacks, and has never been to St. Ives). She grew up riding horses and motorcycles and listening to her grandmother read poetry. She grew up reading any sci-fi/fantasy novel she could get her hands on and so was surprised the day she discovered that she also really enjoyed historical fiction.
Morgan always loved to write and draw and her parents always liked to say that they knew she’d write a book some day.  Ever since she was small she told stories and drew pictures for her tales.  When she got old enough, all of her spare time between classes was spent writing and she always had a notebook with her.
Her first novel was originally written after her first child was born, to help her pass the long, lonely hours as a new stay-at-home mom.  As her kids got older and more came she was too busy to do much with her stories, until one year she was introduced to NaNoWriMo, which finally rekindled the spark that led her to finish what she’d started.

Morgan’s favorite authors are Brandon Sanderson, Kristen Britain and Marion Zimmer Bradley.

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Mariah has chosen to become a vampire, but she can’t remember why.
 
Upon waking in the labyrinthine caves of Sophus, a centuries-old vampire, Mariah can’t remember all the choices that brought her there, but she does know there are dangerous secrets hidden within her.  As she learns to control her powerful new body— and its bloodthirsty urges— Mariah discovers a unique ability to travel through a world of spirit, the key to remembering her past, and possibly the future. 
 
 
At first, it seems her path is simple: learn to control her bloodlust, find her missing husband, and return with him to raise their son. However, things are more complicated than they seem, and neither Sophus nor her husband’s captor is willing to let them go. Mariah must use whatever skills she can to find her husband and protect her still-mortal son, but will it be enough? 

 

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A moment of silence crept by before Elisa gave out a joyful cry and reached toward him, dropping the flower.
“Miguel! I knew you would come for me!” At these words Miguel lost all traces of uncertainty as he knelt before the blonde woman, taking her hand and kissing it gently.
You snake! Mariah hissed at her old friend, trying
without success to knock Elisa’s hand away. Her spectral form could do nothing here.
“Am I dead?” Elisa asked, reaching up to touch Miguel’s face. “If so, you are a most beautiful Angel of Death.”
“No”—Miguel held himself very still—“though an Angel of Death I may be.”
“You are changed. Have you come to take me with you?” the woman asked, peering into his penetrating eyes.
“I have.”
 

 

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Aeonian needs to learn to control her bloodlust, find her missing husband, and return to raise their son

Wednesday, March 7th, 2018

Morgan J Muir lives in Utah with her fantastic husband, three offspring, and as many cats (but she doesn’t carry them with kits in sacks, and has never been to St. Ives). She grew up riding horses and motorcycles and listening to her grandmother read poetry. She grew up reading any sci-fi/fantasy novel she could get her hands on and so was surprised the day she discovered that she also really enjoyed historical fiction.
Morgan always loved to write and draw and her parents always liked to say that they knew she’d write a book some day.  Ever since she was small she told stories and drew pictures for her tales.  When she got old enough, all of her spare time between classes was spent writing and she always had a notebook with her.
Her first novel was originally written after her first child was born, to help her pass the long, lonely hours as a new stay-at-home mom.  As her kids got older and more came she was too busy to do much with her stories, until one year she was introduced to NaNoWriMo, which finally rekindled the spark that led her to finish what she’d started.

Morgan’s favorite authors are Brandon Sanderson, Kristen Britain and Marion Zimmer Bradley.

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Mariah has chosen to become a vampire, but she can’t remember why.
 
Upon waking in the labyrinthine caves of Sophus, a centuries-old vampire, Mariah can’t remember all the choices that brought her there, but she does know there are dangerous secrets hidden within her.  As she learns to control her powerful new body- and its bloodthirsty urges- Mariah discovers a unique ability to travel through a world of spirit, the key to remembering her past, and possibly the future. 
 
 
At first, it seems her path is simple: learn to control her bloodlust, find her missing husband, and return with him to raise their son. However, things are more complicated than they seem, and neither Sophus nor her husband’s captor is willing to let them go. Mariah must use whatever skills she can to find her husband and protect her still-mortal son, but will it be enough? 

 

 

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Mikhael stood in the darkness, adjusting the sails of the tiny fishing boat, and enjoying his moment of peace and quiet. Enjoying the rise and fall of the waves, the feel of the ocean spray on his skin. Enjoying being alone. As alone as he ever was, anyway. Elisa was busy working some political party back in town, and Theron was preoccupied watching her, coaching her on what to say. It was late, and Mikhael had managed to plead that he needed to rise early to attend to business in the morning before Theron or Elisa could protest. His excuses made to the host and fellow guests, they had no choice but to let him go.

Feeling daring, he had commandeered a small sailboat and set out into the bay. The nightly catatumbo lightning storm brewed in the distance; it would be a few hours before he would need to change direction to avoid it. Mikhael had no fear for his own life, but he did wish to return the boat in one piece; he did not want to deprive some small family of their only means of income.

He inhaled deeply, tasting the salt in the air and feeling a clean breeze sweep down from the shore, caressing his shoulders as it passed and swirled about. Smiling, Mikhael closed his eyes and gave himself up to his other senses, adjusting automatically to the rise and fall of the boat beneath him. Sailing relaxed him like nothing else he had experienced. It was peaceful. He could almost imagine that he did not remain a prisoner, a puppet of some twisted master, that he didn’t live by stealing the lives of others. He could almost believe that he hadn’t spent his entire remembered existence with a woman he merely tolerated, while longing for a specter who he wasn’t sure had ever really been.

The thought of the dark-haired angel who haunted his memories turned his mind to the pendant he always kept on his person. Often, throughout the years, he had longed to rid himself of the thing nearly as strongly as he longed to throw off the ropes of Theron and Elisa, cords that existed only to control him. But this stone — what had it ever asked of him? How had it ever tried to control him? Many times he had held it out over the sea, needing only to twitch his hand and let it slip into the deep, but he could not. That such a small, insignificant little bit of rock could hold such sway over him galled him. As though it called to him, he reached into a pocket and pulled it out.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the pendant in its diamond-studded setting. What he really wanted, what he hoped for when he was being honest with himself, was that someday she would reappear. But she had not. Not for years. Not since that first time, the only time.

“What power do you have over me?” he whispered into the night, touching the stone gently.

“The same you hold over me,” a voice whispered in the wind. Startled, Mikhael dropped into a crouch and looked around, searching for the speaker who had no scent and made no noise. When he found nothing, the thought crept into his mind that he had simply imagined an answer from the flapping of the sail, the crash of the waves, and the caress of the wind. A little irritated at himself, he sat down, leaning against the side of the boat.

“Not only can I not rid myself of you, now I think you’re speaking to me,” Mikhael said ruefully to the trinket. Sighing, he leaned his head back and gazed up at the stars. “Perhaps I am finally going mad.”

“I have sometimes wondered if immortals ever went mad,” the quiet voice replied.

“I think you are the proof of it,” Mikhael responded with a smile, his gaze still on the stars.

“No more than you are,” came the enigmatic reply.

“What do you mean by that?” he asked. He decided he liked the voice; it was feminine, sure, and beautiful. If he had to hallucinate, he was glad it was pleasant.

“If I am your madness, then you are mine.” The voice had a smile in it. Mikhael closed his eyes and the dark-haired angel appeared in his mind. Yes, he thought, the voice matches you.

 

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Rift Watcher; It looks like a pyramid and an octopus had a baby

Friday, February 19th, 2016

 

Sixteen-year-old Onnie, newly minted adult, isn’t sure what she wants in life, but she is sure what she doesn’t want, and going off to the Interplanetary Alliance’s Academy is at the top of that list. When she purposely flunks the entrance exam, she’s certain that’s why her father commanded her and her brother Jayesh to return to Rift Watcher Station. As Onnie settles into her new life on Rift Watcher, will she find a place of her own?

Chief Medical Officer Darragh Conally has issues. And secrets. As Onnie determinedly worms her way into his life and forges a friendship he doesn’t want, those secrets come dangerously close to being exposed. But how do you tell the Captain’s daughter to back off without risking your job?

There’s something wrong with the relationship between the Galladirans and the Earthers. It’s all polite on the surface; too polite. And Onnie can feel the tension rippling underneath. How long will it be until things break wide open?

 

                    

 

 

C R Simper was raised seven miles north of a small town, with two sisters, thirteen dogs, and an open sky painted every night with billions of stars. This unharried childhood allowed time for much reading, which led into a desire to create stories of worlds beyond her own. 

She is a member of the American Night Writer’s Association. She has two published short stories in the Steampunk genre. Besides writing, she has a passion for genealogy, volleyball, and bargain hunting.

              

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A pyramid-shaped space station built on the surface of an asteroid, which stoically guarded the edge of territory controlled by the Interplanetary Alliance, of which my home, Earth, was a charter member. No special tear or black hole warranted the name, just a division: us and them, and the expanse in between, long ago named The Rift.

Four docking towers rose high above the pyramid’s corners, four above-ground train tunnels exited the sides, hugging the spherical asteroid like a small party hat perched above a man’s ear.

Jay laughed. “It looks like a pyramid and an octopus had a baby.”

“Welcome to Rift Watcher.” I rode his humor to sound happy.

Yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling that our being here might be my fault. The timing of our father’s invitation had come suspiciously close on the heels of my recent failing of the Interplanetary Alliance Academy entrance exam.

On purpose.

 

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Curiosity Kill more than just the cat

Friday, July 3rd, 2015

Jason King is visiting today. Welcome.

Jason when did you first know you wanted to be an author?

When I was 8. For some 3rd grade “what do you want to be when you grow up” assignment we were to draw what we wanted to be. So I drew myself sitting at a desk in a locked room with kids banging on the door. Ha ha. It may have been more prophecy than daydreaming.

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LOL. What makes you passionate about writing? 

It’s in my blood. I just have to do it. I can’t not do it. It’s weird.

I know what you mean. What was the pathway like for you to get your first book published?

A lot like dating. Rejection after rejection, until I got someone to say “yes.” Ha ha.

Were you ever discouraged along the way? If so, how did you deal with it?

Definitely had those times where I’d ask myself “what am I doing?” or “am I just wasting my time?” Especially after receiving rejection letters. But I just tried to improve my writing and kept after it.

What books have most influenced your life?

The Book of Mormon for nonfiction, and as for novels; Brandon Sanderson’s Mistborn, Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series, and Terry Goodkind’s Wizards First Rule.

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