Chilling new release by bestselling author Shani Struthers
It's time again to draw the curtains and hide behind the sofa: bestselling author of paranormal mystery fiction, Shani Struthers, has a new title out: 44 Gilmore Street! Sounds like a scary place to me...
I'm therefore delighted to welcome Shani back here to celebrate. And she's sharing a sneaky teaser of 44 Gilmore Street. Wishing you much success with your new title, Shani! :-)
Now, folks, prepare for the thrill!
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I'm therefore delighted to welcome Shani back here to celebrate. And she's sharing a sneaky teaser of 44 Gilmore Street. Wishing you much success with your new title, Shani! :-)
Now, folks, prepare for the thrill!
Blurb – 44 Gilmore Street
“We
all have to face our demons at some point.”
Psychic Surveys – specialists in
domestic spiritual clearance – have never been busier. Although exhausted, Ruby
is pleased. Her track record as well as her down-to-earth, no-nonsense approach
inspires faith in the haunted, who willingly call on her high street
consultancy when the supernatural takes hold.
But that’s all about to change.
Two cases prove trying: 44 Gilmore
Street, home to a particularly violent spirit, and the reincarnation case of
Elisha Grey. When Gilmore Street attracts press attention, matters quickly
deteriorate. Dubbed the ‘New Enfield’, the ‘Ghost of Gilmore Street’ inflames
public imagination, but as Ruby and the team fail repeatedly to evict the
entity, faith in them wavers.
Dealing
with negative press, the strangeness surrounding Elisha, and a spirit that’s
becoming increasingly territorial, Ruby’s at breaking point. So much is pushing
her towards the abyss, not least her own past. It seems some demons just won’t
let go…
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Excerpt – 44 Gilmore Street
Come on, Ben, where are you?
Was he hiding? Was that it? Despite his defiance the other day,
had they cowed him? If so, he might be more amenable to moving on. And if he
were the show would be over. The fuss would die down. Unlike the Enfield case,
which went on for months and months, this would be a paltry one-day affair as
far as the public were concerned – nothing in comparison, disappointing –
certainly not the stuff of books, films and drama. She found herself fervently
hoping. Please, please, let it be that
easy. What joy if it was! She’d grab Cash, Corinna too, maybe even cajole
Theo and Ness into it too, head to the pub and celebrate – buy the first round,
the second, even the third. Damn it, she’d buy the entire pub a drink she’d be
that relieved.
“Ben,” she called again.
“You need to go to the light. Leave the Gordon family in peace and find peace
yourself. And you will find it, Ben, because that’s what there is on the other
side, peace. You’re holding on to such negative emotions, but you don’t have
to, you can let them go. There’s no judgement in the light either if you’re
worried about that – you’ll be welcomed because that’s where you belong. Go,
Ben, go now.”
The atmosphere was as
still as a millpond. No creaking of cupboards warning of an attack to come, no
mugs hovering threateningly in mid-air, no kettle boiling. Ruby could feel hope
radiate from her centre outwards.
“Has it worked?” Corinna
whispered. “Has he gone?”
“I don’t know, I can’t sense
him,” replied Ruby. And she couldn’t, it was as if the room was indeed empty.
She dared to let hope envelop her.
“He has, he’s gone–”
“Wait!” The command had
come from Ness. Ruby turned to look at her. “Something’s wrong.”
“But the kitchen’s empty,”
began Ruby but Theo interrupted.
“It’s not the kitchen
you’re referring to, is it?”
From behind them they
heard a scream.
“What the hell–” Ruby
swung fully round.
It was Samantha.
Cash was already moving
forward and the others followed at his heel. The door to the living room was
closed – had Samantha done that? Ruby remembered leaving it open. Cash tried to
open it but it wouldn’t budge.
Another scream pierced
the air. It wouldn’t be only them who heard it; the reporters were sure to as
well.
“Cash, open the damn
door.”
“Erm… hello… that’s what
I’m trying to do here.”
And he was, she couldn’t
deny it. He was throwing the full weight of his body against the painted wood
and still it wouldn’t budge.
“Is there a lock or
something?” Ruby said, her eyes lowering to the handle.
“It’s Ben that’s
stopping us,” Ness explained. “He can’t keep it up though, the door will weaken
soon. Keep trying, Cash.”
Cash did as he was told.
Bitch!
The word was whispered in Ruby’s ear.
Fucking stupid bitch!
It was much louder this time. She whipped her head from side to
side.
“Where are you, Ben?
Where the hell are you?”
“Right now, he’s
everywhere,” Theo answered. “His presence is filling this house. Visualise
white light and remember, Ruby, words can’t hurt you.”
No, but implements could
and Samantha was in the living room with a ton of them, including the knives.
There came a cry from within.
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