Day Four
With Halloween right around the corner, M. Stratton has
decided to celebrate one of her favourite holiday’s with a good old fashioned
scavenger hunt! Join us as we journey
through all of her books in search of the missing pieces needed to claim the
final grand prize.
Every day you will be sent in search of different hosting
blogs that will hold the pieces needed to continue on in the hunt. After each day, go back to the event page and
make sure you post the pieces needed for the day.
At the end of the week one lucky winner will be chosen to win
a collection of signed books from M. Stratton(including The Storm Series,
Dreaming in Moonlight and Fade to Black) and a $25 Amazon Gift Card.
Remember the missing piece may be hidden in an synopsis, excerpt,
teaser photo or interview questions given to Miss Statton and you may have to visit more than one blog to find it. Make sure no piece is unturned……
Dreaming in Moonlight
Synopsis
Ghosts are real. They are all around us. Most of the time they are satisfied to watch us go by and not interact. When a couple was cursed to spend three hundred years in death searching for the one living couple that could release their bounds they search for centuries to find a love that will make time stand still. If they fail they will be sent to Hell to live out the rest of eternity.
Demons are real. They are all around us. Their one goal is make our lives a living hell. They will stop at nothing to destroy our minds and bodies. With the curse rapidly approaching its end the deepest darkest demon is summoned to make sure they don’t succeed.
Kate O’Malley fell in love with the old two story farm house in Maine at first sight. She had to live there. Spending all of her savings she was able to buy it and moved right in. The very first night strange things happened. Her dreams aren’t her own. Looking for answers she calls on a friend who puts her in contact with a ghost hunter, Sawyer Hamilton. Neither knew what was in their future, neither knows if they are going to survive it.
Dreaming in Moonlight when your sleep is filled with passion and your nightmares are real.
Demons are real. They are all around us. Their one goal is make our lives a living hell. They will stop at nothing to destroy our minds and bodies. With the curse rapidly approaching its end the deepest darkest demon is summoned to make sure they don’t succeed.
Kate O’Malley fell in love with the old two story farm house in Maine at first sight. She had to live there. Spending all of her savings she was able to buy it and moved right in. The very first night strange things happened. Her dreams aren’t her own. Looking for answers she calls on a friend who puts her in contact with a ghost hunter, Sawyer Hamilton. Neither knew what was in their future, neither knows if they are going to survive it.
Dreaming in Moonlight when your sleep is filled with passion and your nightmares are real.
Excerpt
The only
weapon I had was the broom. I lifted it high above my head and smashed it down,
right through it. The shockwaves went through my arms as the broom broke when
it hit the ground. I looked at the sharp broken end that was still in my hands
and couldn’t believe what had just happened.
The smell
of rotten eggs seemed to fill the air; I swore I could almost see yellow smoke
starting to fill the basement. Where it had ahold of my leg it started to burn,
I tried to kick it off but it wouldn’t let go. Taking the sharp end of the
handle I tried to stab at it. It felt like I was pushing it through water,
there was substance now.
I could
still hear Sawyer trying to get through the door and the annoying sound of
screeching coming from his equipment. When the thing started adding its own
hideous noises to the mix all I wanted to do was cover my ears and roll up in a
ball wishing it would all go away. Instead I doubled my efforts to stab at it,
hoping I was doing some kind of damage.
It reared
up and I ended up falling over landing hard on my side. I could almost reach
the rock column. The only thought in my head was if I could somehow grab onto
it then I might be able to pull myself away. As my fingers grazed it the thing
let out a blood curdling scream. The pressure relieved for a moment and I was
able to scoot a little further away. I moved closer to the column getting a
better grip on it, glancing back over my shoulder I saw it seem to get larger
and rise up over me almost completely blocking out the little bit of sun that
came through the small windows.
I felt my
heart was going to beat out of my chest and I couldn’t seem to catch my breath.
The closer it got to me the more its shape began to form into some kind of
hideous beast straight from the depths of Hell. It opened its mouth; huge fangs
dripped some kind of dark substance that when it fell to the ground started to
bubble and fizz like acid. The breath that blew from its mouth had the stench
of death.
As I moved
back so that my body was pressed up against the column the door upstairs burst
open and I could hear Sawyer racing down the stairs. I didn’t want to take my
eyes off of it even when I heard him yell “What the fuck.”
It lunged
toward me, its hideous mouth gapping open as if to swallow me whole. I felt
Sawyer’s hands roughly grab my arm and start pulling me away. The thing keep
getting closer and screaming louder and louder, by this point I couldn’t tear
my eyes away, they were locked with the beast’s. Sawyer was trying to pull me
away but I was trapped by its weight on my legs. As soon as Sawyer used the
column to help pry me away the beast screamed one last time and disappeared in
a puff of smoke. With the weight off of me both Sawyer and I fell back and I
came to rest with my back on top of him. Staring blankly at the exposed wood
beam above me I let his warmth seep into me.
“We’re
going to need a bigger boat.” He mumbled.
I couldn’t
help myself; I started laughing so hard at the line from Jaws I had tears running down my face.
Halloween at the Stratton House
8 Things You Didn't Know About M. Stratton
8 Things You Didn't Know About M. Stratton
1. She loves the movie Twister… she can say all the lines along with the actors. She will also use those lines in real life as often as possible.
2. Halloween is her favorite holiday. She starts planning months in advance. She has more Halloween decorations than Christmas.
3. She once made up a monologue about her love of chocolate chip cookie dough for her high school drama class.
4. There are times she thinks she is so funny she has tears running down her face while laughing at herself.
5. M. can play the clarinet but is in awe of anyone who can play the guitar, piano or drums, pretty much anything where your hands have to do two different things at the same time.
6. Cary Grant is her favorite actor. When she was in high school after Cary Grant died one of the cable stations ran a marathon, she watched his movies from 6 in the morning all day and night until 4 AM the next day.
7. Reading has always been an escape for her. She can devour a book in hours. When she moved in with her husband she literally donated over 1,000 books and saved over 1,000 for herself. She can reread books over and over again if she loves them. There are some that she has reread about once a year for the past 20 years.
8. She eloped after knowing her husband for only two months in 2006. They are still married over seven years later.
2. Halloween is her favorite holiday. She starts planning months in advance. She has more Halloween decorations than Christmas.
3. She once made up a monologue about her love of chocolate chip cookie dough for her high school drama class.
4. There are times she thinks she is so funny she has tears running down her face while laughing at herself.
5. M. can play the clarinet but is in awe of anyone who can play the guitar, piano or drums, pretty much anything where your hands have to do two different things at the same time.
6. Cary Grant is her favorite actor. When she was in high school after Cary Grant died one of the cable stations ran a marathon, she watched his movies from 6 in the morning all day and night until 4 AM the next day.
7. Reading has always been an escape for her. She can devour a book in hours. When she moved in with her husband she literally donated over 1,000 books and saved over 1,000 for herself. She can reread books over and over again if she loves them. There are some that she has reread about once a year for the past 20 years.
8. She eloped after knowing her husband for only two months in 2006. They are still married over seven years later.
About the Author
M. Stratton is an International Amazon bestselling author in the romantic suspense and mystery suspense categories for her debut novel After the Storm. She is a self-proclaimed dork that loves to make people laugh and can trip over nothing. Her inner rock star is always on stage performing to a sold out crowd but is quiet and shy on the outside.
She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people.
When not writing you can find M. watching football (Go Bears!), NASCAR, or classic movies, watching her husband and father restore classic cars, and seeing who can be sillier, her or her son, and of course reading.
She lives with her husband and son in Arizona, which is a big difference from where she grew up north of Chicago Illinois. As an only child she learned to tell herself stories to make the long winters go by quicker while dreaming of summer vacations. Now as an adult she still makes up stories to pass the time, but now she writes them down to share with other people.
When not writing you can find M. watching football (Go Bears!), NASCAR, or classic movies, watching her husband and father restore classic cars, and seeing who can be sillier, her or her son, and of course reading.
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