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The Keymaster

The Keymaster

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Oct 15, 2018
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Mystery
Snippet: Cassie's head was throbbing. She weakly stood up, still clutching her stomach. She walked into her bedroom again and heard a crash downstairs. Her parents were no longer arguing, it was now eerily quiet. She slowly walked into the dimly lit hallway and called out, "Mom? Dad?" Cassie heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She stopped and listened. They sounded heavy. She swayed a bit and leaned against the wall for support. Her headache grew worse. It felt like bees were buzzing around in her brain, bumping into each other to get out. She tried to focus her blurry vision on the stairs. Slowly a tall man appeared into her view. He was wearing black from head to toe and even had a turtleneck covering half of his face. All that was visible were his cold, black eyes. She stood there frozen in shock. Finally, she managed to speak, "Who are you?" It came out as a whisper. His eyes crinkled as though he was smiling. "I am the Keymaster." He proclaimed in his deep voice. Cassie's eyes welled with tears, then the pain began. Synopsis: The Keymaster is a deadly serial killer who convinces his victims to kill themselves in a very unusual and specific way. The famously known former detective, Jonathan Kearn, is brought back to the police force to stop The Keymaster. Alongside his brilliant skill set he is chosen because he knows all of the victims. Evidence found at the crime scenes reveal that The Keymaster is targeting Jonathan. While juggling a drinking problem, and a difficult marriage Jonathan also must dig through his complicated past to put the right pieces together and solve the case. Join him on this psychological thriller full of twists and turns, as he tries to restore peace to Moor Park, his hometown. • • • *Disclaimer* This book does contain self harm, mental illnesses, and different types of abuse.
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The banging starts again but this time a lot louder. I can hear the girls screaming up stairs. I pick up my phone and dial 911. "Hello this is 911 what's your emergency?" "There are a bunch of wolves outside my house. I think they have rabies or something I'm not sure." The banging gets louder and I can feel my face getting wet from the tears. "Mamm did you say wolves are there?" "Yes Yes there are wolves about 10 of them out here in my front yard. I need help!" I hang up the phone and sit on the end of the stair case. I close my eyes and start praying. Something I haven't done in a while. "I have faith, there is a god. I have faith, there is a god, I have faith, there is a god." I repeat over and over. The glass breaks and I start screaming. I stand up and try to scramble up the stairs. The door comes falling down and there are about 10 wolves standing in front of my door. A woman emerges and walks toward me. She snaps her fingers and the pretty brown wolf is in front of me. Right there by my face. "Ridanna you know what to do." Her teeth is wrapped around my neck and she sinks them in. I try to scream but it's hard to. At first it hurts but now the pain no longer exists. I feel like there is no such thing as pain and I feel light as if I can float off the Earth. Fine as hell white boy with a pro-black activist fall for each other. Cherise Miss Activist doesn't want to date Zaire the fine as hell white boy not for his race but for his secrets. What if he had a past he didn't tell you about and the only way you found out is because the past came to kill you? And I'm not talking werewolves and vampires. Cherise would only wish for problems for they would be so simple compared to hers and Zaire's. If any woman found out Zaire's secrets they'd take off running to the nearest police station or they end up in a body bag in the end. Depends....which will come first?

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