Blakemort - A Psychic Surveys Christmas Novella
Although Blakemort feeds into the main Psychic Surveys series, it can also be read as a STANDALONE “That house, that damned house. Will it ever stop haunting me?” After her parents’ divorce, five-year old Corinna Greer moves into Blakemort with her mother and brother. Set on the edge of the...
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Although Blakemort feeds into the main Psychic Surveys series, it can also be read as a STANDALONE “That house, that damned house. Will it ever stop haunting me?” After her parents’ divorce, five-year old Corinna Greer moves into Blakemort with her mother and brother. Set on the edge of the village of Whitesmith, the only thing attractive about it is the rent. A ‘sensitive’, Corinna is aware from the start that something is wrong with the house. Very wrong. Christmas is coming but at Blakemort that’s not something to get excited about. A house that sits and broods, that calculates and considers, it’s then that it lashes out – the attacks endured over five years becoming worse. There are also the spirits, some willing residents, others not. Amongst them a boy, a beautiful, spiteful boy… Who are they? What do they want? And is Corinna right when she suspects it’s not just the dead the house traps but the living too?
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Format: Paperback
ISBN:
9781519029331 (1519029330)
ASIN: 1519029330
Publish date: 2016-10-23
Publisher: Independently Published
Pages no: 228
Edition language: English
“That house, that damned house. Will it ever stop haunting me?”After her parents’ divorce, five-year old Corinna Greer moves into Blakemort with her mother and brother. Set on the edge of the village of Whitesmith, the only thing attractive about it is the rent. A ‘sensitive’, Corinna is aware from ...
This is not really a genre I read much these days, but I did enjoy Blakemort, and could definitely see me having loved it if I had read it as a young teenager, when I loved reading books that spooked me. Even after all these years, one part in particular did send a shiver down my spine, as I too was...