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It’s that time of the year again. Welcome to the very first creepy story for our Spooky Legends 2.0 event! Our first story comes from paranormal romance author Sara Humphreys. The first book in Sara’s Amoveo Legend series, UNLEASHED, hits bookshelves today. Thanks to the wonderful people at Sourcebooks Casablanca, two of you who comment on this post will win a copy of the book! See details below.
by Sara Humphreys
The shrill ring of the cellphone blared through the tiny art studio shattering Samantha’s concentration. Muttering a curse under her breath Sam tossed the piece of charcoal onto the table, and wiped her black smudged hands onto her jeans. She’d been struggling to get this piece finished and had finally gotten into a smooth rhythm—until now.
She rifled through the bottomless pit that was her purse and fumbled furiously in search of the ridiculously loud phone. Amid the various papers, gum wrappers and pens she finally dug out the small blue phone and glanced at the caller ID.
A smile cracked Sam’s face and any annoyance she had a being interrupted fell away immediately. She hadn’t seen Gunther since she and Malcolm got married and she didn’t realize just how much she’d missed him until this moment.
“Hello,” she sang brightly as she settled herself onto the stool. “Gunther, I miss you!”
“I’m freaking out!” His panicked voice was at a fever pitch. “I’m so stupid. I can’t believe I watched the dumb movie when Milton wasn’t home, but I did and then I did the whole –say-his-name-five-times-thing and now I’m certain that I’m going to be disemboweled in my sleep.”
The words came out so fast that Samantha barely had time to register what he was talking about. Gunther was a fast-talker on a good day and at the moment it didn’t sound like a good day. Sam glanced out the picture window at the starlit sky and smirked—or a good night.
It was night time already? Geez, how long had she been out here?
“Whoa, Gunther,” she said calmly. “Slow down. What on earth are you talking about? Where’s Milton?”
“He’s at his brother’s house.” He made a sound of disgust. “You know I hate going there because that sister-in-law of his is the biggest homophobe on the planet. Anyway, I felt like watching scary movie, so I watched that movie about the guy with the hook.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “Y’know, the one who you say his name in the mirror five times and then he comes out and kills everyone?”
“Gunther.” Samantha let out a small laugh and rolled her eyes. “Are you talking about the Candyman?”
“Shhhhh—Don’t say it. Don’t say his name, Samantha,” he pleaded. “Please, stop it.”
“Gunther. This is silly.” Sam started packing up her supplies for the night, knowing that this could be an hour long conversation of talking Gunther off the proverbial ledge. “There is no such thing as the—“
“Okay, okay.” She raised one hand in defeat and glanced out at the moonlit waves. “I’m just saying that it’s all made up. C’mon. You know that.” Sam tucked a stray lock of blonde hair behind her ear. “I mean that movie is a total rip off of the Bloody Mary urban legend.” She tossed the last pieces of charcoal into the tin box on the shelf. “Why,” she laughed. “Did you actually go and say his name five times in the mirror?”
The silence on the other end of the phone was deafening.
“Gunther?” Sam stopped laughing and pulled the tarp over the portrait she’d been working on. “Oh, come on….You didn’t.”
“I did,” he said with a squeak. “And now I’m totally freaked out and Milton won’t be home for like another hour.”
“Well, obviously you’re okay because you’re still here and talking to me.” Sam grabbed her purse, took one last look around the small studio, shut off the lights and closed the door behind her. She pulled her sweater around her tightly and headed down the steps to the beach. The crescent moon cast little light on the beach, leaving it darker than usual on the deserted shore. “Do you want to stay on the phone until Milton gets home?”
At the moment, she really didn’t mind because all this Candyman talk was starting to freak her out even though she knew it was just a legend. But then again, until a couple of months ago, she thought shape shifters were only legends as well.
Samantha, better than anyone, knew that anything was possible.
“Yes,” he sniffled. “I can’t get gutted like a fish with some pissed off dead guy’s hook. I’m too cute and my couture would be ruined.”
“Of course,” Sam chuckled nervously as she crossed the beach back to the steps of her new home. “So where are you right now? Are you hiding in your closet, or what?” Sam climbed the wooden steps and breathed in the cool, salty air as the house came into view.
“No, thank you very much,” he said in his snottiest NYC tone. “I’m on the bed with a bottle of wine and a baseball bat. And—“ He sucked in a sharp breath and whimpered. “Oh, no. Did you hear that? There’s something outside my door. Ohmigodohmigodohmigod,” he shrieked. “He’s coming to get me, Samantha!”
“Gunther!” Sam’s heart squeezed in her chest at the terror in Gunther’s voice. She hit the top step and gripped the railing as the sound of his fear filled her head. “Gunther, what’s going on?”
The ocean air whipped around Samantha, she stood paralyzed by fear and uncertainty straining to hear more. It sounded as if he’d dropped the phone, there was shuffling, mumbling, as though he struggled for it and then—nothing.
Sam’s heart beat in her chest like a jackhammer as the cold hand of fear gripped her heart. Before she even had to call out, her husband Malcolm materialized before her and gathered her into his arms.
Just as Sam was about to regale him with Gunther’s situation, she heard a tiny voice shouting her name from the phone in her hand.
“Gunther?” She pressed the phone to her ear. “Oh my God, Gunther. What in the hell happened?” She asked breathlessly.
“Sorry, kitten,” Gunther giggled. “It was Milton. He is so bad! He came home early from his brother’s house and just about scared the bejeezus out of me. I spilled my wine all over my Gucci pajamas—so I guess the Candyman did get me after all.” He laughed loudly at his own joke.
Sam let out the breath she’d been holding. “Candyman-schmandyman, Gunther.” Relieved, she leaned into the warm shelter of Malcolm’s embrace and laughed softly. “Oh and by the way, the next time you want to watch a movie when Milton’s not home, make it a comedy or something. I can’t take another phone call like this.” She glanced up at Malcolm and winked. “Believe me I’ve got enough crazy stuff going on in my life.”
“Oh, fine,” he sighed dramatically. “Goodnight, kitten and thanks for the chat.”
“Goodnight, Gunther.” She hung up the phone and wrapped her arms around Malcolm’s neck. “I don’t think there’s any such thing as the Candyman,” she said with a wicked grin. Samantha stood on her tip toes and brushed her lips lightly along Malcolm’s. “But…man candy….now that’s an entirely different story.”
Beyond Control is Sara’s first published novel and the first book in The Amoveo Legacy Series. Sara is a graduate of Marist College, with a B.A. Degree in English Literature & Theater. Her initial career path after college was as a professional actress. Some of her television credits include, A&E Biography, Guiding Light, Another World, As the World Turns and Rescue Me. For the past several years Sara has been a professional Public Speaker and Speaker Trainer. Her speaking career began with Monster’s Making It Count programs, speaking in high schools and colleges around the United States to thousands of students. For the past several years, Sara has worked with The College of Westchester in New York as the Director of High School and Community Relations.
Sara has been a lover of both the paranormal and romance novels for years. Her sci-fi/fantasy/romance obsession began years ago with the TV Series STAR TREK and an enormous crush on Captain Kirk. That sci-fi obsession soon evolved into the love of all types of fantasy/paranormal; vampires, ghosts, werewolves, and of course shape shifters. Sara is married to her college sweetheart, Will. They live in Bronxville, New York with their 4 boys, 2 ridiculously dopey dogs and an extremely loud bird. Life is busy but never dull.
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This giveaway is provided by Sourcebooks Casablanca
Two winners will each receive a copy of Unleashed (Amoveo Legacy) by Sara Humphreys
Available on October 1, 2011 from Sourcebooks Casablanca
About the Book:
What if you suddenly discovered your own powers were beyond anything you’d ever imagined…
Samantha Logan’s childhood home had always been a haven, but everything changed while she was away. She has a gorgeous new neighbor, Malcolm, who introduces her to the amazing world of the dream-walking, shapeshifting Amoveo clans…but what leaves her reeling with disbelief is when he tells her she’s one of them…
And shock turns to terror as Samantha falls prey to the deadly enemy determined to destroy the Amoveo, and the only chance she has to come into her true powers is to trust in Malcolm to show her the way…
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