Title: Night Terror
Author: Jeff Gunhus
Publisher: Seven Guns Press
Pages: 400
Genre: Supernatural Thriller/Horror
Format: Kindle
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Ten years after her abduction and near-sacrifice to the Source, Sarah
Tremont struggles to be a normal teenager. As much as she’s tried to
suppress the power inside of her, it’s grown dangerously strong and has
drawn the attention of those who want to possess her power for
themselves.
The nightmare that she thought was long over starts again as powerful
forces descend upon Prescott City to seek her out. With her parents and
Joseph Lonetree’s help, Sarah must stand up to an evil much more
powerful than the one she faced in the caves a decade earlier. But in
the end, she discovers the greatest danger might come from the power
living inside of her.
First Chapter:
Charlie Winters didn’t scream. Not because the pain had stopped,
because it hadn’t. Every nerve in his body was still on fire, bursting
with electric signals to his brain that the bag of meat, sinew, and bone
that was supposed to protect it was being systematically destroyed.
Pound by pound, his flesh was eaten. Ounce by ounce, his blood was
guzzled down.
His screams stopped only because his vocal cords were raw and bloody
and had ceased to function. None of the dozen or so attackers had
bothered to silence him when they started the feast, and Charlie had
screamed and screamed until he could do so no more.
Even with his throat filled with blood, he still tried to cry out,
expelling a spray of red mist. The men feasting near his head enjoyed
this and breathed in the vapors of his bloody exhalation. One of the
men’s thick fingers dug into Charlie’s left eye socket and scooped out
his eyeball, giving a quick yank to pop it loose from the strand of
nerves attached to it. Charlie felt another man put his lips around the
empty socket and suck hard at the juices inside his head. Nails clawed
at and then ripped off the small pad of meat on his cheek, a delicacy on
ten-year-old boys as much as it was on suckling pigs.
Charlie closed his eyes and begged for death.
An hour earlier he had been a regular boy, just like anyone else.
But then again, he knew that wasn’t really true. He’d never been like anyone else. And now it had finally cost him.
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