New Horror/Gothic Fiction Book for Review: Morgan Hall by Bo Briar

Bo Briar will be touring July 16-September 14, 2012 with her horror/gothic fiction novel, Morgan Hall!

Morgan Hall Love never dies, and revenge never sleeps in Morgan Hall…

Morgan Hall, a desolate country estate, has been in Lady Christie Morgan’s family for almost 400 years. A family cursed by eternal tragedy, and now Christie is the last Morgan.

Apparitions appear, sparking a chain of horrifying occurrences involving Christie and the two men who love her: Anthony Longfield-Lothian and Tristan Ely.

A saga of mystery and sordid family history weaves intrigue for the passionate love triangle. Past and present war as the secrets of three aristocratic families unfold – resurfacing in a spine-chilling mystery of passion and lust, ghostly happenings, and blood-curdling murders.

Emotions run high as their world spins wildly out of control. Are they all cursed to repeat the grizzly past? Does sweet revenge claim its prize?

Morgan Hall.

Excerpt:

Turning to face the mirror, Christie clipped her hair up. She turned off the taps of her bath and nestled in its welcoming warmth and scented fluffy white bubbles. She relaxed under the water with only her head peering out from the cloud of white foam. As she closed her eyes, the water rocked to a soft rhythm. Rock, rock, rock, knock, knock, thump. Christie opened her eyes. She must have dozed off. The gentle thumping at the end of the bath continued.

Then she felt something tickling her legs. It reminded her of the feeling of seaweed tangled around her ankles.

The lighting in the room seemed to have changed, dimmed somehow, turning everything red. This couldn’t be real. Couldn’t be happening. She tried to kick herself free from the thing snarled around her legs, but as she kicked, the thumping grew louder and more frequent. She wanted to jump from the tub, but the tendrils seemed to weigh down her feet. In panic, she kept imploring for this to end, for her to wake up.

Perhaps this was all a dream. She closed her eyes and then opened them again. The tugging had ceased. But before she could catch her breath, she realized the water was still red, although the ripples were still. A shadow seemed to float towards her from the end of the tub. It bumped into her right ankle, then drifted towards her knee, touching her calf. She tried to back up, but was paralyzed with fear, staring transfixed at the object between her legs. Then, it floated to the surface, its long red hair flowing among the red bubbles.

She jerked with fear and the resulting wave flipped the object over…

256 pages

If you would like to review MORGAN HALL please contact Tracee Gleichner at tgleichner(at)gmail.com. Thank you!

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