Book Excerpts discussion

Here's an excerpt from my first stab at horror fiction. It is still patiently waiting to be published;

Audrina woke startled. She thought she’d been dreaming; her heart was still racing. Looking at the clock, she groaned. Three a.m.? The dead hour, a psychic had once informed her. She tried to go back to sleep but bits and pieces of her dream teased her brain. She let it come back as she lay there.

There was a man in it. He wasn’t very old, maybe in his middle thirties. He was attractive in a rugged way.
"No point in dreaming about a man unless he’s cute," she thought.

His hair was black or dark brown and it curled up a bit on the ends, like he needed a trim. He was calling to her. He was telling her to hurry. His green eyes were panicked. She tried to go to him but felt paralyzed, as if something was holding her back. She struggled to move but couldn’t force her body to comply. The man with the green eyes was now looking over her shoulder.

His expression turned to anger. "Let her go," he demanded, then looked at her again. "Audrina you must fight it. Try harder."

She didn’t know this man but her instincts told her she was in danger and her life depended on getting to him. Her dream self turned to see who he was talking to and her heart sped up.

There was a man behind her, dressed entirely in black. His long hair was as black as midnight, as were his eyes. He smiled at her but his face showed no lines.

"Come to me," he whispered.
She knew she shouldn’t listen to him but a part of her was drawn to him. His eyes began to glow. Where there should have been a pupil, there was an eerie red light. It held her terrified and enthralled at the same time.

"Who are you?" she asked. "What do you want? Please let me go."

"My name is Christophe," he murmured to her without moving his lips. "I cannot let you go because it is you that I want."

She could hear the other man faintly. He was calling her again and she tried to break away from whatever held her back. She still couldn’t move. He wouldn’t let her go.

"Struggling is useless Audrina. You are already mine."

He reached out to touch her and she screamed. Her cheek burned where his fingertips had been. The sensation was so real, so vivid, that she had woken up.

Looking around, now that she was safely back in her room, Audrina replayed it over and over in her mind. She thought about writing it down - the most vivid dream she could remember having in a long time - but she was so tired. Her heart slowed and her body was growing tired again. She told herself to relax and forget the dream. It was probably a result of all of the stories she’d heard in the last few hours.

She turned on her side and tucked her hand beneath her cheek. She winced, pulling her hand away. Her heart began to race again as she sat up and gently touched her cheek. It felt raw, stung as if she really had been burned. Not daring to believe what was happening she pulled her compact out of her purse next to the bed.

Her heart stopped altogether when she looked into the tiny mirror. On her cheek, where the dream-Christophe had touched her, were three small welts. They looked like fingerprints.

Audrina did not sleep for the rest of the night.

ooo...I need Robert Munsch!
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Robert Munsch? That wasn't so bad was it? It was the least scary/bloody scene in the book. Well, there is the love scene...but that's creepy too.

I was so scared I didn't even spell his name right!

Yeah, I can tell it's a scary book...I look forward to it/them being published, and reading them with the lights on!

'Creepy Love Scene' please post it!

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That was going to be my next one. In time.

You should change the title to "The Dead Hour."

Nice and creepy, I love it.