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Here is a taste of something I published a while back. I will be releasing a follow up on soon…

Short story series. Meant, Descent Into Darkness Series.

Meant

The music blared as their bodies connected on the dance floor and he leaned in towards her, the spark was lit. That first untainted moment had been littered with a thousand perfect fairy tale clichés. The function room transformed into a dance floor, the whole place resembling a palace. Every square inch filled with people swaying and singing around them in delirious joy. The lights danced around them like fairies, throwing dust over them, inhaling the high, and casting the seeds of the spell.

That first kiss had started it all. In that moment, she had known that he would be hers. He was hers. Her soul told her as much.

That had been the start of Clarissa’s story. Today, however, was several months later, and blow after blow had struck her since then. That skilled prince had fallen so far from grace in her eyes, but a moment as perfect as their first kiss was life altering. The flawless memory would regularly creep back into Clarissa’s mind and bleed out its beauty, effecting all the other events with its power; overwhelming the bad, overwhelming her. So what he had a girlfriend? So what he had lied? Repeatedly. So what he could break her heart on a daily basis? They were meant to be, her soul told her.

Her body craved his, her mind linked with his, her very being ached for him. Something so strong couldn’t be a game. He was hers, even if he didn’t know it yet. She would wait.

Picking up the hair brush, she began pruning the blonde princess wig she had been wearing the night they had met. The corners of her mouth rose in glee. Dressed as a fairy tale princess; in the wig, tiara and pink dress,. She had been out for her friend’s hen party, playing games and giggling their way through the bottles of champagne. She was the ideal mixture of purity and promiscuity and he had fallen for her. Commenting on her misty eyes of blue and grey, she captured him and he returned the favour.

Andy would know they were meant to be eventually. Her mind began race with plots and games she would play to keep him, to make him realise, to claim him as her own.

Andy was beautiful in her eyes. Physically his features were what she expected of her prince. When he held her body, she felt safe, wrapped in the steroid induced manliness. When he looked into Clarissa’s eyes, she fell into the rivers they held, forcing her to dream of the distant lands they summoned within her. His hair fell effortlessly and was as dark as the black magic which had turned that love spell against them. Physically he was perfect, but his mind was tainted. He was arrogant, cruel, unwavering, expecting all women to fall at his feet and they often did. A man so self-assured was a far greater challenge than any of the men Clarissa had pursued in the past, but he was a prize worth enduring this longer struggle for. He was easy enough for her to keep an eye on; Andy had refused her, but the modern world made it easier to watch people from afar. A few clicks on a social network, or two, or three, and she could see his every movement.

“Thank god for the lax security settings,” she chuckled to herself.

He knew she was watching. She told him, concentrating her mental energies and unleashing them upon the universe, directing her thoughts to him and having faith that they would reach him. Hed responded with a smile, that perfect image in her mind, one that haunted her, but he was happy. In her mind this was his agreement.

He had said he would ignore her after the first time, but he hadn’t. Sending secret messages hidden from the world their romance had continued to bloom. He would come to her late in the night, or when he’d finished work, to see her. Not the other ones, her. It showed how much he cared. She was always his first choice, whether he knew it or not. Their love was growing more by the day. Every time he came, he stayed a little longer, lasted a little longer, and made her shake a little longer. Her plan was going exactly how she had wanted it to. It had been until her! The stupid little slut who kept ruining everything for Clarissa.

“Elena!” She stressed the name slowly with venom.

That stupid whore kept ruining Clarissa’s plans. She had forced Andy to move in with her, given him ultimatum after ultimatum, then she had made him promise to stop seeing all other women, including Clarissa.

“She knew about his affairs and she still stayed with him. Stupid witch,” Clarissa thought resentfully.

Then Elena had fallen pregnant. PREGNANT!  She’d done it on purpose. That whore knew she was losing Andy, so she’d gotten pregnant and trapped him, stolen him. How could she? How could Andy be so naive not to see what Elena had done to him? He wore the glistening poster boy smile of a happy father-to-be, but Clarissa knew it was fake. Andy didn’t want to be a dad, he didn’t want to be with that witch, but what could Clarissa do?

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Meant is available now to buy. find out what Crazy Clarissa does decide to do

http://www.amazon.com/Meant-Alexander-Kavalier-ebook/dp/B00F51WYSK/

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Is anyone #reading this blog post an avid #horror #reader ? I would like some input, unofficial reviews, comments, on a couple of short stories. Would anyone be kind enough to help?

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Christmas is fast approaching, and I must admit I often struggle to get into the festive spirit. It is true that once we loose our belief in Santa Claus and we start buying the presents rather than just receiving them, that the day looses that magic we once clung to.

Now don’t assume that I am a Grinch, or an Ebeneezer tight with his pennies, I’m not (though my bank balance doesn’t appreciate that). But I find even now a gift I wasn’t expecting is often the one which gives me the most joy, hopefully I have bought them one in return or that situation becomes incredibly awkward. For me the magic of Christmas is still kept in that moment when you realise someone cares, who you didn’t suspect did. The gift itself then becomes irrelevant, but the gesture speaks louder than words or price tags ever could.

So this Christmas I want to give a gift, this isn’t a big gift, it isn’t worth a great deal in monetary value, but it is a piece of me which i offer to you. Simply reply to this post, telling me about your best gift (in box form) that you received at Christmas (or birthday), and the best reply will win a copy of my book, “A Living Ghost”  http://smarturl.it/alivingghost.horror 

Merry Christmas!

 

My current horror (WIP) is a zombie related story (by request) HOWEVER I have taken my own unique twist on the cultural concept and have created a world where the virus has been cured and we see Callum, our once zombie, in a therapist’s office working through his issues:

“He felt his mind drift back, to those moments when the virus had had a hold of him and countless people across the world. Theplague had attacked them and then caused them to attack other people. In mindless violence they had become cannibal’s intent on only meeting their one basic drive, eating. Callum could recall bits of his time whilst ill. None of the memories flowed consecutively, and it was more feelings and tastes he could remember, but that wasn’t a good thing. Callum could recall the addictive taste of human flesh. How he had desperately craved it, it wasn’t just that he needed it for sustenance, but that without it, the virus within him would turn on his own body and begin attacking itself. He would have eaten his own flesh until there was nothing left, the virus had seemed unstoppable.”

My 2nd horror short is now available to the public “A LIVING GHOST (DESCENT INTO DARKNESS SERIES)”

This horror short, again challenges you to wonder what would you do in this dark reality? As you descend into the darkness of Jack’s world you follow his journey from life, into the world after this one…

Do you believe in ghosts? In Poltergeists? In revenge…? Go and one click it now!

A Living Ghost links

Amazon USA – http://www.amazon.com/Living-Descent-Darkness-Series-ebook/dp/B00FVV1QDS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1381826286&sr=8-1&keywords=A+living+ghost+alexander+kavalier

Amazon UK – http://www.amazon.co.uk/Living-Descent-Darkness-Series-ebook/dp/B00FVV1QDS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1381826114&sr=8-1&keywords=a+living+ghost+alexander+kavalier

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/367447

I cannot believe that my book is being release tomorrow, it has come around far quicker than i expected. I am having a party in celebration, where everyone can answer ‘truth or dare’ style questions and try to win books.

There will of course be a chance to win my horror short, along with erotica books, and horror novels. something for everyone! I wanted it to be about having fun, and everyone is welcome. Come and get involved:

https://www.facebook.com/events/209600725880464

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the story itself follows the life of a young boy, sentenced to death and who is then visited by the dungeon ghost. the series title is “Descent into Darkness Series” and is exactly what it says on the tin, we follow Jack (the protagonist) as he journeys to the other side and into his own darker self. 

but i’m not here to be dark, i’m here to get you in the party mood, so down a jager, get the music on and join my party. hope to see you there

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Hello there friends. i hope you are all well.

tomorrow is the cover reveal for my second short horror story “a living ghost” and i would love for you all to join me. i am very excited for this story, because i feel it is unique in many ways.

the story follows the tragic circumstances surrounding a young boy locked up in the London Dungeons and how he passes into the afterlife, eventually becoming a poltergeist and getting his revenge upon those who hurt him in life…

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if you are interested them come along to the event

https://www.facebook.com/events/721317184551991/

 best wishes!