Rule of The Monarch

NEW BOOK!

I know our journey with Heather and Astor are over, but where one ends, another one always begins! Here's an excerpt from the book. Tell me what you think eh?

Henbane Academy comes out 15th January 2021

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Henbane Academy was faced with a threat. 25 years ago, a murderer by the name of Grim terrorized the school, slaughtering, hanging, burning, drowning the 25 students that fell prey to it's murderous charm. But as years pass, details of the gruesome event have lost themselves. Fact mingling with fiction. So much so, that the Grim has been reduced to a myth. A story to scare children from coming to the school.

25 years later, the dead have chosen to rise from their graves.

Elizabeth Cunningham came to Henbane to escape, even if it meant with a boy that loved death defying experiments and a girl who was determined to keep the school on their toes. And three years later, she's almost sorry to leave. The school for oddities, where lessons were tailored to fit each student, facilities were reasonable, teachers were verging on pleasant and tuition was free. But just as she starts to enjoy the blissful routine of another year, one sentence rings in the head of every student;

'Another one is dead.'

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'Oy! You there, get back here!' Madam Wilde bellowed after us, her long legs struggling to keep up with us.

Two hours. That's how long it took for the teachers to realise we had lit a fire in the school. It was a small bonfire in the field, but fun nonetheless. An attempt at a normal night in an academy that was becoming more and more suffocating by the day. We needed something to hold onto, to look back to when we'd be apart. So here we are evading capture for a petty crime, rushing past classrooms and lavatories as the thrill of being caught consumed us. Each empty room only added to the excitement mounting within me until we skidded to a halt at the door of a closet. A dead end. The teacher's voices were getting louder and the shadows dancing on the walls were getting bigger.

'If this is where it ends,' I whispered to him. 'Then let's make it last.'

on an unspoken agreement we opened the closet at once, unleashing a nightmare into the world.