A vampire must be invited in to do harm.
“Wary of a future misunderstanding, Janiss Connelly pays a surprise visit to an immortal residing in the state capital of West Virginia. The Charleston vampire isn’t amused, a slight that puts the residents and staff of Cedarcrest Sanctum at risk when their administrator goes missing.
“Forced to endure a nightmare scenario, Janiss must embrace the potential she has both envied and feared – even if she has to make a deal with the Devil to do it.”
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For the very first time, the executive administrator of Cedarcrest Sanctum, Janiss Connelly, takes the reigns of the annual holiday address from Timothy Harker to wish a happy holidays to all – and why she’ll never turn anyone into a vampire.
Let’s just say this isn’t your usual Christmas message; read it HERE.
And Happy New Year!
The Matriarch: Guardians is available NOW, but here’s a “mood trailer” for you with bits of dialogue lifted from the text. Enjoy…and feel free to comment and share!
Extra fun bit! If you have a cool sound system or really great headphones, you’ll get a bit of a treat; I put a lot of cool and creepy stuff into the soundtrack that you’ll miss on a teeny phone speaker. Turn it up!
It took over a year to capture the original pictures and longer still to process them into a storybook format. I’ve had to learn a few new music and media skills to get this far, but this trailer is 100% created by me. PLEASE let me know if you do or don’t like it; any and all feedback will help me improve my work in the future. I hope you enjoy it.
“I’m going to find as many of them as I can – the makers and their progeny.”
Haven’t read The Matriarch? Don’t miss these excerpts:
“Clean and Professional” † “Everything Old Made New Again” † “Middle of the Road” † “He Said He Was the Devil” † “An Awakening In the Cellar”
Janiss’s eyes snapped open, immediately wincing at the bright red and blue patrol lights flashing in her rearview mirror. Outside of her car door, a policeman shined a light into her face.
How long had she been daydreaming?
After turning the key on her ignition to roll the automatic window down, the clock on the center console told her it was 5:30 AM. It had only been about twenty minutes and sunrise was still over an hour away. Whew! For a moment, she wondered why Travis and Cole wouldn’t have noticed her if they had passed by; she assumed they came back through Weston since she knew Cole lived in that direction.
“Are you having car trouble?” the man asked. She recognized him: Officer Strickland.
Read the rest of this excerpt at Cedarcrest Sanctum.