Cover Reveal Time ~ The Exchange & Other Calamities by Mallory McCartney ~ Excerpt || Giveaway
Afternoon all!
A very excited welcome to the Cover Reveal for The Exchange & Other Calamities by Mallory McCartney! I wasn’t planning on doing much today (only a Waiting on Wednesday) as today is my birthday parties but then I got this mail yesterday and I just knew I had to be part and share it on my birthday. The book sounds absolutely awesome, it is a horror anthology featuring 5 scary tales from ghost hunting to scary artifacts and more. I am definitely going to be reading this when it releases July 22nd!
For today’s post I got the cover (duh), but I also got a fun giveaway (be sure to join), an excerpt from the book, and also of course, book/author information~
Ready? Let’s get started!
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This cover looks so spooky and haunting! EEP!
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Here we go!
Evil lurks in the darkness, clawing its way towards unsuspecting victims…
A woman living with fibromyalgia finds an artifact that unleashes a reality she never thought possible… at a steep price.
Two high school seniors take part in a tradition that brings them face to face with the monstrous truth behind a haunting dark urban legend.
The face behind a popular Youtube ghost hunting show travels to the scene of a horrific event to find fresh horrors await there.
Fate takes a bite out of a young woman who ventures into the wilderness to grieve her mother.
Best-selling author, Theo Anderson, takes part in a sleep study that turns her into the very thing she fears.
Hold your breath as you immerse yourself in five harrowing stories written by best-selling author, Mallory McCartney. Fans of her gripping Black Dawn Series will be kept on the edge of their seat by this horror collection inspired by real life events!
“Mrs. McCartney has boldly taken her first foray into horror, and I’m proud to say it’s ridiculously fun. I’ve read my fair share of horror, but McCartney writes in a way that made even my stomach turn at points. It takes a lot of skill to successfully create an atmosphere suitable for the horrific things happening throughout this book, but she does it here and then some, making you feel like you’re smackdab in the middle of it all. By the time I turned the last page I felt like I’d been put through the wringer, and I can’t wait to see what she comes up with next.” -Patrick Delaney author of Witch 13, The House that Fell from the Sky
About the author:
Mallory McCartney currently lives in Sarnia, Ontario with her husband, their dachshunds Link, and Leonard and their sphynx cats Luna, Legolas, Ivy and Lily. When she isn’t working on her next novel or reading, she can be found day dreaming about fantasy worlds or bingeing her favorite horror movies.
Excerpt
“I shut the mirror with a click and froze. Fear dripped through me, starting at the crown of my head and dousing my body so completely, my mind went blank. A scream lodged firmly in my throat—I couldn’t utter a sound. Fire and ice raced through my veins, churning my stomach, and bile rose in my throat.
Fingers had appeared from thin air, and they grew and morphed into inky claws. They curled over my shoulder and gripped it hard. Then, with pallid skin, the rest of the intruder appeared.”
“The creature’s grip only hardened.
My eyes rolled back. My lungs screamed for oxygen, for release. In our reflection, which I caught in blurred moments, my face was purple, my mouth hanging open in a silent scream. The creature pulled me closer. Its other arm wrapped around my waist. Where before it had no defined eye sockets, there now sat two massive orbs.
And they burned red.”
“Something moved to my left. My steps faltered, and my response faded. It was the middle of the day, but in the hallway, the shadows deepened. On the wall in front of me, the painting was of a man wearing a collared shirt and a serious expression. His gaunt cheekbones made his eyes look more sunken. The bland yellow background with nothing in it drew the viewer in, but cast a greenish hue to the whole picture. He looked sick. The whole painting did.
My bottom lip trembled and I bit it so hard, the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.
Stepping closer to the painting, I watched as blood—real blood—poured from this man’s eyes, words appearing to write themselves along his chest:
You are mine now.”
