Blog Tour Excerpt & Giveaway - Silencing The Seam by Kathleen Groger

Silencing The Seam

(Seam Stalkers, #2)
Author: Kathleen Groger

Publication Date: October 18th, 2016

Genres: Horror, Paranormal, Young Adult 

Book Description:

Sixteen-year-old Sam Drake thought she’d left the horrors of spring break and Defiance Castle behind her. But back home, the spirits swirling around her are more demanding, more aggressive. 

Fear of being institutionalized by her skeptical mother drives Sam to follow her dad to New Orleans. There she hopes to take back control of her life. But the French Quarter and the cities of the dead have other plans. Hour by hour they drain her, making it next to impossible to fight off a ghost who is determined to use her for its own revenge.

Ensnared in an ancient power struggle where Voodoo rituals, betrayal, and murder rule, Sam must determine who to trust. One step in the wrong direction will lock her inside the Seam to walk among the dead for eternity.

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EXCERPT

Eric disappeared then called Sam for help saying he was in the abandoned Six Flags Amusement Park.

Two huge roller coasters dominated the park outside the kiddie area. One was a strange blue and green, and the other was a wooden monstrosity with steel tracks.
 

“Eric? Can you hear me?” I called, trying to keep somewhat quiet. Didn’t need the police to pick us up for trespassing.
 

My anxiety grew with every passing minute, and I couldn’t shake the being-tracked-like-prey feeling. Why was Eric here? It had been over an hour since he’d called, begging for help. A sudden thought occurred to me. What if it hadn’t been him? My rational side insisted it had been Eric’s voice. It was silly of me to think otherwise.
 

We continued exploring the park, and a small part of me worried about finding our way out after we located Eric. If he was hurt, there was no way Kyle and I would be able to carry him. We passed more derelict buildings and peeked inside each.
 

“That’s freaky.” Kyle pointed at a figure that was over eight feet tall. It was a masked Mardi Gras clown. He held plastic beads in his fiberglass hand and leaned over the entrance of Jocco’s Mardi Gras Madness ride. At least he wasn’t wearing the glittery black mask with the striped ribbons. Behind the mask, his eyes were red, and I bet they had glowed when the animatronics had worked.
 

I stepped inside the entrance, which was half missing. “Eric? Are you in here?”
 

A scuffling noise answered me. Shit. Someone or something was inside the dark building.
 

“Eric?”
 

More noises.
 

Kyle took out his phone and turned on the flashlight feature. I did the same, then we ducked inside the ride.
 

The stench of neglect and decay swirled into a toxic cloud that rubbed my throat raw. Our lights highlighted a torn-up metal track and one lone ride car decorated in reds, golds, and greens, which would have taken eight riders. Now it held a puddle of foul, smelly black water and lots of dirt. A bunch of cockroaches scuttled out from under the tracks.
 

We climbed around the dead car and the bugs.
 

“Eric?” Kyle whispered.
 

The ride had been one that went through a dark building, and the abandonment made the area that much more terrifying. The walls had once been covered with Day-Glo images. Now the pictures peeled into a mosaic of faded color. We followed the track through a broken door the car would have pushed open and a yelp squeaked past my lips before I could stop it. The walls here were covered with massive fiberglass heads. There was the Jocco dude from outside, a traditional clown with white makeup and a crazed face, and distorted demon faces.
 

The sound of banging wood filled the dark space.
 

A biting chill slithered across my skin, telling me a spirit was about to make itself known. My breath hitched in my throat, and I tensed, on the verge of running.
 

A shadow sped past one of the demon faces. Coldness brushed my right ear. Leave now, or stay with me forever. The male voice was low and mean, and it sounded like whoever’d spoken was right next to me.
I turned. There wasn’t anyone there.
 

 

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About the Author

Kathleen wrote her first story in elementary school about a pegasus named Sir Lancelot. It had no plot or conflict, but it sparked a dream. After serving a fifteen-year sentence in retail management, the bulk in big box bookstores, she turned her love of reading into a full-time career writing dark and haunting characters and stories. She writes paranormal, fantasy, suspense, horror YA books. She is a contributing member of READerlicious, writers who love readers. Check out her blogs here.

She lives by the mantra that a day is not complete without tea. Lots of tea. Kathleen lives in Ohio with her husband, two boys, and two attention-demanding dogs. When not writing or editing or revising, you can find her reading, cooking, spending time with her family, or photographing abandoned buildings.

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