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Top 10 Halloween Books 2016 Edition

Top 10 Halloween Books 2016 Edition

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Special Halloween Countdown Quote 2016 (5 Nights Left, Bloody Mary is Coming For You) ~ Mary Unleashed

Special Halloween Countdown Quote 2016 (5 Nights Left, Bloody Mary is Coming For You) ~ Mary Unleashed

24396989The hand plunging through the glass. Nails rending flesh, blood rising hot and thick and smelling like copper. Mud and the stench of decay as she heaves herself across the glass barrier. Snarling, her upper lip curved, a tendril of yellow spittle dribbling down her chin. The slits of nostrils flaring as she catching her prey’s scent.

Review for Say Her Name (Re-Read)

Review for Say Her Name (Re-Read)

18621200This will be my old review with new comments. 😛 Old parts of my review are in bold. The newer parts are in normal font. I thought this would a fun new way to do things. 😛

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First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Say Her Name

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Say Her Name

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Drip, drip, drip.
Drip, drip, drip.
Drip, drip, drip.
This was really starting to get on her nerves. Taylor Keane tightened the kitchen tap with all her might, even using a tea towel to gain a better grip, but the relentless dripping continued. Where was it coming from? Leaning over the sink, she twisted the handle and threw the window open, snaking her arm through the opening and into the balmy night air. She held out her open palm, It wasn’t even spitting.
The strangest was, wherever she went in the house the volume of the drip remained consistent, like it was following her around. She may well have snoozed through Physics, but she was pretty certain that wasn’t possible.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Mary: UNLEASHED

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Mary: UNLEASHED

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The darkness has a face.

Gray skin stretched over a craggy skull, black veins pulsing at the temples and cheeks. It has no nose, no lips – only voids crusted with liquid decay. Broken teeth jut up from the gums like yellow stalagmites. A white, wormlike tongue wags to taste the air. Tufts of hair top half-rotted ears, leaves and debris tangled in the elbow-length strands.

The darkness has a voice. Sometimes it’s wet, like pipes choking through a clog. Other times it’s dry and slithery, like snake scales gliding over rock. It depends on whether she’s laughing. Mary likes to laugh, but only if she’s bled someone. That’s when the raspiest rattles echo from her throat.