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Teaser Tuesday ~ Imperfectly Yours by Ella Tate

Teaser Tuesday ~ Imperfectly Yours by Ella Tate

Imperfectly Yours, Ella Tate, Hug, Man, Woman, Romance, Holidays, Second Chances, Christmas, Family, Cute, Adorable
Was reading this lovely novella when I came across this one on page 39% and just LOVED it.

Oliver, still grinning from something Laurel had said, lifted his eyes right into Ava’s. In that moment, with the memories of her happy childhood, and the promise of a wonderful Christmas Eve night bake-off with her mom and her sisters, Ava felt like she had truly come home. More importantly, she saw it clearly for the first time in years as she stared back at Oliver.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Weather Weaver by Tamsin Mori

First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Weather Weaver by Tamsin Mori

The Weather Weaver, Tamsin Mori, Blue, Clouds, Lightning, Girl, Weather, Storms, Fantasy, Children's BOoks
Stella hung over the wooden rail and watched the inky waves, far below.
I know you’re down there…
As if in answer, a sudden swell made the ferry tip and her stomach rolled. She’d never liked being out on the open water, but the nightmare had made it worse. She couldn’t remember all of it. Deep, dark water. The feeling of drowning. In the daytime, the details always faded away, like mist in the sunlight.
Mum always blamed it on Gran – all her tales of sea witches and selkies, blue men and sea monsters. Stella didn’t really believe the stories any more, but deep water still made her uneasy.
She couldn’t shake the feeling there was something down there, watching.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Sanatorium by Sarah Pearse

Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Sanatorium by Sarah Pearse

Murder, Snow, Mountains, Hotel, The Sanatorium, Sarah Pearse
Within seconds, his fingers are red, numb. Pulling off his rucksack, he reaches for his pocket knife. He flicks it open, starts hacking at the snow, jabbing the hard surface with the blade, hooking dense, crystalline clumps away.
Beter.
A few centimetres in he can see more of the bracelet, more of the fabric.
Pinching his fingers around the top of the bracelet, Jérémie yanks hard. He jerks backwards, the material and bracelet coming with him, together with something else.
Jérémie stares, frozen.
Bile fills the back of his throat. Dropping the knife, and the bracelet, he gags, vomiting over and over into the snow.
October Horror Mystery Month Fest ~ Haunted Houses and Spooky Locations, Be Scared! ~ Day 23: Ten by Gretchen McNeil

October Horror Mystery Month Fest ~ Haunted Houses and Spooky Locations, Be Scared! ~ Day 23: Ten by Gretchen McNeil

Ten, Gretchen McNeil, Island, Party, Young Adult, Murder, Mystery, Hororr
Location: Henry Island. A beautiful island… but not this weekend.
October Horror Mystery Month Fest ~ Haunted Houses and Spooky Locations, Be Scared! ~ Day 7: Worst Laid Plans by Various Authors

October Horror Mystery Month Fest ~ Haunted Houses and Spooky Locations, Be Scared! ~ Day 7: Worst Laid Plans by Various Authors

Skull, Palm Trees, Triangle, Worst Laid Plans: An Anthology of Vacation Horror, Samantha Kolesnik, Blue/Black, Horror, Ghosts, Paranormal, Vampires, Ghosts, Halloween, Anthology, Short Stories, Family, Spooky
Location: Various spooky vacation places, like a wonderful amusement park you will never leave… or a cross-country drive with something extra. 😉
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Prom House by Chelsea Mueller

Friday’s Page 69 ~ Prom House by Chelsea Mueller

Prom House, Chelsea Mueller, Murder, Secrets, Thriller, Horror, Murder, Party, Prom, House, Palm Trees, Rips
“This storm is going to get worse,” Hudson announced, as if we all hadn’t been telling him that exact thing.
“Let’s get back inside before it does.” Dani’s black hair whipped around her head as a gust of frigid, salty air scoured us. Hudson tugged her towards the steps. “Or we could get in the car and get out of here before every road is flooded and we’re stuck in this house for days.”
Without warning, the front yard lit like a flash grenade. I shut my eyes on instinct, but the white halos had embossed themselves onto my eyelids.
Back inside.
We need to be in the house, and we needed to be there now.