Raven's Heat

Raven's Heat

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Raven and her family packed up and moved to New Orleans. The new surroundings are pleasant, the locals not so much. The house they live in is said to be cursed. The property has stood empty for eighty years until now. The house seems to have a mind of it's own. On top of unwanted visits from dead children, someone, or something buried underneath has unfinished business. Family secrets begin to unravel prompting major trust issues. When you dig up the past, you get dirty. What do you do with soiled hands? Raven's Heat is packed with plot twist, family betrayal, ghost, voodoo and blood. They say "blood is thicker than water" But is it?
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'If you are reading this then you are Blissfully Unaware of what is Creeping right behind you.'- Unknown. ************************************ "I am not afraid." She said to herself trying to calm her heartbeats. She stood right in front of the dusty glass door. Placing both her hands on it she tried to push the door. For the split of a second she saw a young lady, her hands and face covered in blood, impatiently banging on the door. The wind around her went crazy. She heard random whispers in her head. Rhea was unable to focus on anything around her but the lady. The lady was saying something but for Rhea it felt like some random lips movement. She was scared out of her wits. Then suddenly everything went dead silent. The lady vanished. The whispers and the wind stopped. But then Rhea saw light imprints of blood on the glass door under the dusty layer. ************************************ This book basically contains short horror stories of my own imagination. They may be a bit creepy and weird but that's how the book goes. These stories are short but scary. I hope you'll enjoy them. It's my first book ever so please support it.

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