Thursday, 10 August 2017

Here is the Contest Winner!

The winner of The Demon Series contest
at My Passion for Books Blog
is Kimberly Brown.
Kimberly has been sent her prize.
Congratulations, Kimberly! 

Saturday, 8 July 2017

~ Review ~

Posession:
The Rise of Edward Starke
The Demon Series Part 4

This author has done it again and brought forth another creepy but amazing short story of Edward Stark in this phenomenal read. 

The characters were remarkable and completely real feeling. I love how this author weaves a new story each time but with the same characters in different time frames. I love reconnecting with characters and being reminded about what happened in previous books.

The story-line, though short, was still addicting and to the point. I was completely enchanted by this story. I just couldn't put this book down. This is by far my favorite story of them all yet with the newest twists, turns, and secrets and I highly recommend this to adults.

5 Stars ~ Awesome, must read!

Jenny Bynum ~ Black Words-White Pages 




Thursday, 6 July 2017

Ascension Video

Ascension:
The Chosen
The Demon Series Part 5


Warning: This book contains violence and language that may be offensive to some readers.

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Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Ascension Excerpt

ASCENSION
Excerpt

Jesse sat up in bed. The light from the streetlamp made its way between the cracks in the curtains, creating long slender beams that reached across his bed and up the wall. He waited, but there was only silence. A pair of blue eyes glowed at the foot of his bed.
Amara flicked the tip of her tail. Her body contorted and grew into a hooded figure that loomed over him.
“What the...?”
The figure lingered and then reached a long clawed hand out at his face.
Jesse yelled and sat up.
At the foot of his bed, a pair of blue eyes blinked. She pricked her ears, her tail twitching.
His heart pounded. “Whoa, that was…intense.” He cast a look in Amara’s direction. “That was a dream, right?”
Of course it was.
Jesse narrowed his eyes on Amara. “You don’t sound convinced.”
She sat up and meowed.
“Don’t pull that innocent cat routine on me.”
She purred and kneaded the bedspread.
“Oh now you’re just taking it too far.”
Curling into a ball, she lay at the foot of his bed.
“Fine, have it your way.” He lay back, resting his head on the pillow. The cell phone rang, and Jesse grabbed it. Amara was no longer at the foot of the bed. “Amara?”
I’m over here, on the chair. I wasn’t about to let you kick me off the bed.
“You knew there was a call coming in?”
You still have to ask me that question? And answer it already. It’s important.
“If you already know everything, why don’t you just save me the time and tell me?”
She didn’t reply.
“Right. What would be the fun in that?”
That is not what I was thinking, and you know it. It’s Steadman calling.
Jesse brought the cell to his ear. “Steadman?”
“Christian told me you were back in town. We’re all meeting up at Quinn’s place, in a couple of hours. We’ll talk when we get there. Don’t want to discuss anything over the phone.”
“Right. I’ll see you there.” Steadman hung up, and Jesse held out the phone.
He’s hurt. You left without telling him, and you’ve been gone for ten years. He may not say it, but he felt abandoned by his best friend.
“You’re right. I owe him an explanation and an apology.”
Wait. Did we just agree on something?
“Oh stop it. Look, I know what you’re doing is important to you, and I get it. I appreciate that you have my back. And I know this…whatever this thing is we have going on, is a way for both of us to not think about what’s coming. We could both die.”
Talk about letting the cat out of the bag.
“You had to go there, didn’t you?”




Monday, 3 July 2017

ASCENSION: THE DEMON SERIES PART 5

ASCENSION:
The Chosen 
The Demon Series Part 5


Jesse returns from India, ten years later, in his arms a Katemara. But he is not returning to the world he left. Demons are possessing humans on a regular basis. Committing crimes and leaving the humans to suffer the consequences, the demons are amassing huge sums of money.

Left to wonder what the demons could be plotting, Jesse knows they are after more than just mischief, pain, and pleasure. But when Cole confesses to one of Starke’s murders, believing himself responsible for not having stopped Starke, Jesse and the gang have more than just demons to worry about. And when overwhelmed by demons bent on killing them, they must run.


Will Jesse take his rightful place as the chosen one, or will the demon occupation prevent the ascension?



Saturday, 10 June 2017

Possession Video

POSSESSION:
The Rise of Edward Starke
The Demon Series Part 4

video


WARNING: This novella contains language that may be offensive to some readers.

Thursday, 8 June 2017

POSSESSION EXCERPT

New York, 2025
Whatever you do, don’t make an ass out of yourself. And don’t barf on the man…dear God, don’t barf on the man. Shifting in the waiting room chair, Jesse adjusted the knot on his tie. His gaze moved up the wall to the many framed magazine covers, all of Cole Pearson—the man of the decade.
Pearson came out of nowhere, taking over old or failing businesses and making their products or services the most wanted in America. He was the man with the golden touch, thirty-five and already a billionaire. Everyone wanted to be him, and everyone who wanted to make something of themselves wanted to work for him. The competition was steep, the best of the best vying for positions, but not only that, Cole Pearson did all the interviews for the executive positions himself. Choosing those he believed would best fit his vision of where he wanted to take his company.
“Jesse Miller?”
Jesse started.
A young blonde woman stood at the edge of the waiting room. “Mr. Pearson will see you now.”
“Right. Yes.”
“If you will follow me, please.” She led him to a door. Stepping aside, she motioned for him to enter.
Jesse strode in the doorway. He stopped dead in his tracks, his jaw dropping. The office was massive, art and sculptures adorning every wall and corner. “Holy shit,” he whispered.
“Not the best first impression, I will admit, but the most unique one so far, I must say.”
Jesse’s breath caught in his throat. “Mr. Pearson, I can’t tell you what an honor it is to meet you, sir. Even if I did just make an ass out of myself.” He froze. “I don’t believe I just told you I made an ass out of myself. And I just did it again.” He waved a finger toward the door. “Should I leave now, before I make more of an ass…?” He closed his eyes. “Let me start again. I would consider it an honor to have an opportunity to work for someone like you. You’ve accomplished so much. Hell, I’m almost the same age as you, and I can’t say I’ve managed to…” He backed toward the door. “Maybe it’s best I leave, before I make it any worse.”
Pearson remained with his high-backed chair facing the view. “Stay. It’s refreshing to hear some honesty, for a change. I can’t tell you how tired I am of people feeding me bullshit all day. And believe me, I can tell a bullshiter a mile away. So, tell me, Mr. Miller, what can you give me that no one else can?”
“Oh God.”
“God isn’t something I need.”
Jesse laughed, but then cleared his throat. “I’m thirty, and I feel that gives me a distinct advantage over the younger candidates.”
“How so?”
“I have more life experience.”
“And what have you done with that life experience? What successes can you share with me?”
Once again, Jesse adjusted the knot in his tie. “I’ve researched every business you’ve taken over. How you restructured it inside and out. How you brought in the perfect people for the positions, researched suppliers, increased output, and for a fraction of the cost. How you rewired ad campaigns to reach the public, and made them believe they had to have what you were selling, whether they needed it or not.”
“And how exactly does that help me?”
“I see how you think. I know how you work.”
“Do you?” Pearson swiveled his chair to face Jesse.
        Jesse stared. Instead of Cole Pearson sitting before him, it was Edward Starke


Tuesday, 6 June 2017

POSSESSION: The Demon Series Part 4

POSSESSION:
The Rise of Edward Starke
The Demon Series Part 4



WARNING: SPOILER ALERT If you haven't read part 3 yet.


Thirteen years after the party at Starke house, Jesse Miller is now in New York, interviewing for a job.

Only this isn’t just any job interview. This interview is with Cole Pearson. The man everyone wants to work for. The man, who, in five short years, has taken the business world by storm and amassed not only billions, but the attention of everyone, who wants to be someone. Fumbling his way through a disastrous interview, Jesse believes the day can’t get any worse. That is, until Cole Pearson turns to Jesse, and he sees not Cole Pearson, but Edward Starke. Aware Starke has possessed Cole Pearson, Jesse gathers a menagerie of men to take him down.

Can a ghost, a reporter, an ex-priest, and a childhood friend come together to end Starke once and for all, or will the possession of Cole Pearson only be the beginning?



Tuesday, 16 May 2017

5 Stars for
Resurrection: 
The Legacy of Starke House
The Demon Series Part 3

What another twisted, gory, yet awesome story. This author has a way of writing these horror stories and keeping you glued to it from beginning to end. This story was a shocking one, with one heck of a surprising ending. These new characters were amazing and the story-line was incredible and this one was by far my favorite of the three. I highly recommend this read.

Black Words-White Pages Blog


Horror Novelette by E. H. James



Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Resurrection Video

Resurrection: 
The Legacy of Starke House
The Demon Series Part 3

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WARNING: This novelette has strong language and violence.

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Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Resurrection ~ Excerpt

Resurrection 
The Demon Series Part 3

Excerpt

“Is that it?” Cole stood in the bedroom doorway.
Devyn placed her grandmother’s antique doll in the rocking chair by the bed. “That’s it. All unpacked.” She straightened, giving her back a rub.
“Here, let me.” Cole wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her neck a kiss.
She smirked. “How is that helping my back?”
“I’m only getting started.” He kissed her neck again.
“Maybe after you take a shower.”
“Is that your way of telling me I stink?”
Smiling, she twisted to face him and patted him on the cheek. “Shower.”
He peeled his shirt off and walked into the washroom.
“Man, it’s cold in here.” She checked the air conditioning. “Off? Hmm…Hey, Cole, does it feel cold in here to you?” She turned back to the room. The doll’s head was now facing her. “That’s weird. I could have sworn it was…” She shrugged and headed for the door. Stopping in the doorway, she swung back. The doll now sat in the middle of the bed. “What the…?”
She went back to the bed and picked up the doll. “How did you get there?” She set it back on the rocking chair and headed for the door. Creaking came from behind her, and she spun around. The chair was rocking on its own. “Cole?” She rushed into the washroom.
“You say something?” Cole poked his head out from behind the shower curtain.
“The chair, it—” she turned to the rocker, but it was perfectly still. “Would you…like me to fix you a drink?”
“How about some of that white wine we picked up today. It should go great with the roast chicken and potato salad.”
“You read my mind.” She forced a smile and went down into the kitchen. “Starting to imagine things. You’re working too hard, Devyn. I think it’s about time you relaxed with a nice big glass of wine.” She poured herself a glass and took a gulp. “Ah, that hits the spot.” She set the glass to the left of the sink and opened the fridge. Taking the potato salad out, she then got the plates out of the cupboard. The glass of wine was now sitting on the right side of the sink. “I put it on the left. I know I did.” She took another drink, and then set it once again on the left side of the sink.
“You almost done? I’ve got the chicken warming in the oven, and I don’t want to take it out if you’re not coming.”
“I’ll be down in a minute.”
“Okay, I’m dishing up the food now.” She poured him a glass of wine and took the chicken out of the oven. Putting the food out on the plates, she then reached for her wine. The glass was not in the kitchen. She opened the fridge. “Nope, not in there.” She closed the door. “This is ridiculous. I know I didn’t carry it out of the kitchen. I didn’t leave the kitchen.” She wandered the ground floor, but the glass of wine was no where to be found. “What the hell?” Coming back into the kitchen, she pulled up.
        There on the counter was her glass of wine. 

Monday, 1 May 2017

Resurrection: The Demon Series Part 3

* NEW RELEASE *

Resurrection: The Legacy of Starke House
The Demon Series Part 3


When Cole Pearson finds a great deal on a house, he can’t believe his luck. A new job, a new town, a new house…life couldn’t be better. His wife, Devyn, however, thinks it’s too good to be true.

No sooner than they move in, than objects begin to move from where they were placed, and Devyn quickly realizes the reason the price was so reasonable. Getting a dog to keep Devyn company, while he is out of the house, seems the answer to Devyn’s problem, or so Cole believes. Only the dog, like Devyn, doesn’t want to go in the house, and Devyn wants to leave.

But the house, as Cole is about to discover, is the least of their problems. And what lies ahead…in the dark…in the basement…is something Cole never expected.


Sunday, 2 April 2017

Beyond the Red Door Video

Beyond the Red Door:
The Soul Seeker
The Demon Series Part 2

video


Beyond the Red Door has a fresh edit and a new cover.
Warning: This short story has violence and language.

Beyond the Red Door Review




Diana Coyle ~ Night Owl Reviews

5 Stars

In this second book in the Red Door series, we find teenager Jesse Miller deciding to throw a party at the Starke house for his friends. The day he picks turns out to be the fiftieth anniversary to when teenager Max Jensen entered the house. Jesse wants to do a ritual to raise the dead to entertain his friends and fellow classmates while everyone is at the party. The only problem is things don’t go as well as he anticipates. James has a very creative imagination and exceeds at truly scaring the wits out of readers. Details are so vivid and characters are so humanistic that you can see everything play out before you while you’re reading along. 
My heart was slamming in my chest when Jesse performed the ritual and I started to see that things were quickly getting out of control. I don’t know what would possess anyone to even want to enter the Starke house considering how many murders happened in that house, but Jesse definitely got in way over his head on this little prank he pulled on his friends and classmates. If you’re looking for an author to scare the wits out of you without having to leave your house to go to a theme park or attraction, then James is definitely the horror author to look into. I highly recommend this story to other readers and hope James is penning more stories as I write this review.

Friday, 31 March 2017

Beyond the Red Door Excerpt

Beyond the Red Door
The Demon Series Part 2

Excerpt

Fairfield, California, 2012
Taylor stood before the old house.
Jesse grinned. “So, what do you think?”
She took a step closer. Crossing her arms, she looked up at the building. “What did you call this place again?”
“The Starke house.”
“And you say some serial killer lived here over fifty years ago?”
“Yep.”
“And he buried twelve boys in his basement?”
“You can check for yourself, if you don’t believe me.”
She studied him, her blonde hair falling down into her eyes. “I just might do that, Mr. Miller.”
Jesse’s grin widened. “You haven’t heard all of it.”
“You’re telling me there’s more to this story?”
“You have no idea.”
“Well?”
Lowering his voice, he leaned in. “It’s been said, Starke killed a teen in this house, in 1962.”
“Didn’t you say he was executed, in 1956?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Let me guess. His ghost rose up from Hell and slayed him.”
He shrugged. “To be honest, I think it was the demon.”
Taylor’s brow furrowed.
“I read Starke made a deal to raise his little brother from the dead—if he sacrificed thirteen boys to a demon.”
“Wait, if there was some sort of pact with a demon to raise Starke’s little brother, then when this teen—”
“Max Jensen.”
She paused. “If Max Jensen was killed by this demon, as you say, wouldn’t that have completed the pact?”
“Now that you mention it, there were stories of a five-year-old kid found wandering the streets, that same night. The kid was the spitting image of Starke’s little brother.”
Again, her brow furrowed. “But why Max? Surely, people have gone into the cellar before that day.”
“A bag, a knife, and a chip of wood were found just inside the door. The knife had blood on it. They think he was trying to take a piece of the door and cut himself.”
“And he bled on the ground.” She nodded. “You’re not saying you actually believe any of this.”
The corner of Jesse’s mouth curled. “You want to know what happened to the little kid, don’t you.”
“I never said…” She pursed her lips. “Okay, what happened to him?”
“He was adopted by the people who found him. Wasn’t long after that they moved. From time to time, for years after, a reporter would track him down and dredge the whole Starke thing up, to make a fast buck. But, after some time, he dropped off the map.”
“So, as far as you can tell, he’s just some regular Joe.” She hesitated. “What I don’t get is why Max was down there in the first place? What was he doing trying to take a piece of the door?”
“My best guess? Someone bullied him into it.”
“You’re serious.”
“What can I say? Things never change, it seems.” He sighed. “But, like I said, check it out for yourself, if you don’t believe me.”

New Cover for Beyond the Red Door

Beyond the Red Door
The Demon Series Part 2

Fresh Edit, New Cover, More Gore...



Fifty years to the day Max Jensen walked into the Starke house, Jesse Miller is throwing a party.

Jesse wants to go down in high school history as the kid to remember. Only problem is, he may just get his wish. If he thought throwing a party in the long abandoned house of a serial killer would do it, then he would be right. But what happens that night at the old Starke house isn't something you want to remember...not if you ever want to sleep again. Performing a mock ceremony to raise Starke from the dead proves to be a mistake of monumental proportion. And by the time Jesse realizes he is in over his head, he must now worry about keeping that same head on his shoulders. 

What would you do if the only way out was to go Beyond the Red Door...into the very mouth of hell?

WARNING: This book contains extreme violence and language that may be offensive to some readers.

Wednesday, 29 March 2017

The Red Door Review



Diana Coyle ~ Night Owl Reviews

5 Stars
Max Jensen, a sixteen year old, has to adjust to a brand new move into a different school district. On his first day of school while trying to grab a seat in his first class, he meets Jimmy Davidson, one of the class bullies. Jimmy begins tormenting Max and it doesn’t end there. Jimmy tells Max that he wants him to meet him and his friends after school, behind the gym. Reluctantly, Max goes to accept his fate. When they all meet up, Jimmy tells him he won’t leave him alone unless he proves himself to the boys. His task is to enter the Starke house at midnight on September 9th and chip a piece of red “paint” off from the basement door. This is the very door that is rumored to be coated with blood from twelve children’s murders. Does Max accept the challenge? Does he make it out of the house safe and sound if he does go? Is the story of the Starke house fact or fiction?

I loved this story and I can honestly say I’m James’ number one fan now! I highly recommend this story and I eagerly can’t wait to sink my teeth into the sequel. Well done!

The Red Door Excerpt

The Red Door: The Thirteenth Boy
The Demon Series Part 1

Excerpt

Fairfield, California, 1962
“Did I say you could walk here?”
Max stopped short, as someone reached a leg out and rested their boot on the seat of the desk across the aisle, blocking the way. “Didn’t realize I needed to ask permission.”
“What did you say to me?” The boy took his foot from the desk and placed it in the middle of the aisle. Standing, he was mere inches from Max.
Max shook his head. “Look, whatever you’re going to do just do it now and get it over with, so I can get to my seat.”
The boy pulled himself up to the full six feet of his stature, where he stood eye to eye with Max. “What are you, thick or something? Do you know who you’re talking to?”
Max met the boy’s gaze, the only thing blacker than the boy’s eyes being the black hair now falling into them. “No. But I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”
The dark-haired boy smirked and swatted a blond-haired boy, sitting on the top of a desk, with the back of his hand. The smile fell from the dark-haired boy’s face, and he pressed his fingertips upon Max’s chest. “I’ll tell you who.”
He gave Max a shove. There was something behind Max and he fell, his books flying out onto the tile floor with a loud smack.
All eyes in the classroom turned upon Max; conversations now replaced with titters and guffaws.
The dark-haired boy kneeled next to him. Leaning over Max, he poked a finger into Max’s chest. “Jimmy Davidson. That’s who. And don’t you forget it.”
Once more, Max met his gaze. “No worries. I won’t.”
Jimmy chuckled to himself, and slapping Max lightly on the face, he then offered him his hand.
Max eyed Jimmy’s hand. “You don’t actually expect me to take that, do you?”
“What? You don’t trust me?” Jimmy’s expression took on an exaggerated pout. “I think I’m hurt.” The surrounding four boys laughed, as they gathered around Max. “You’re going to have to start trusting me some time. It may as well be now.”
Max sat forward and collected his books. “Must it be?” Again they all laughed.
“You know what? I think I’m beginning to like this guy.” He swatted Max on the chest with the back of his hand, much as he had the boy on the desk a moment earlier. “Tell you what, considering you’ve been such a good sport about this whole thing, I’m going to give you a second chance.”
“Lucky me.”
A grin spread across Jimmy’s face, and he stood. “This guy cracks me up.”
“Nice to know you consider me good for something.”
Jimmy nodded. “Not bad, for your first day…?”
“Max Jensen.” Max climbed to his feet.
“Well, Max Jensen, if you want to make it up to me, meet me out back of the gym after school.”
“Make it…Make what up to you? What is it I am supposed to have done, other than let you make a fool of me?”
“I can’t have anyone disrespecting me. You know how it is.”
“Yeah, I do, as a matter of fact.” Max brushed his hand over his pant leg.
“Good. As long as we understand each other.”
“More than you know.”