Sunday, 2 April 2017

Beyond the Red Door Video

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

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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.”

Saturday, 11 March 2017

New Cover for The Red Door: The Thirteenth Boy, Demon Series Part I


The Red Door
Fresh Edit, New Cover, More Gore...



Max is your typical 16-year-old kid trying to navigate his way through yet another high school, in 1962. 

Unable to avoid the bullies that love to torment everyone in their sight, Max plays along. But when they demand he go into the abandoned Starke house at midnight, on the anniversary of the serial killer's execution, Max is not overly anxious to comply. For it is said Starke reappears at the scene of the crime, back to where he buried all those boys in his basement. 

Given the task of returning with a chip of blood from the basement door, Max heads into the house, determined to make fools out of every one of them. For only a fool would believe in such nonsense…right?


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


Friday, 3 March 2017

The Red Door Rerelease

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

Rereleased March 3, 2017


The Red Door has a fresh edit and a new cover.
WARNING: Gory violence

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The Red Door Series

I am about to launch a series of stories that started as The Red Door.

I never planned on writing a part two, or three...now I have just completed Part Six and Seven, which will be the end of the series. But then, who knows, I may come up with new adventures for the characters of the series.


Parts one through five are to be released, one a month, starting the beginning of March. By then I'll have part six and seven edited, and hopefully accepted for publication with my amazing publisher, Crushing Hearts and Black Butterfly Publishing. That way they can be released on the heels of part five.


I guess I should clarify something, part one and two, have a fresh edit, and will have a new cover.


I am hoping part six will tie up the loose ends of one character that was mentioned but never expanded upon. And part seven will expand on a character introduced in part five.


Once all parts have been released, the series will then be available as a hard-copy, novel-length book to be purchased from amazon.


I've decided to call this The Demon Series, with each of the first three installations focusing on a main character and their story. Part four brings forward an old character, and part five has several of the characters coming back.


Part six focuses on the life of a character I hadn't planned to write about, but while working on final edits of part one with my editor, the seed was planted, and I had to run with it and expand on it.


In the first version of The Red Door, I held back on the violence. But with the new version, I have decided to let my imagination take over and got a bit descriptive with the gore.


Just one thing I need to say, in order to know the whole story you need to read to the end of the series.


I hope you enjoy!

Friday, 3 February 2017

Saturday, 28 January 2017

The Fifth Floor ~ Night Owl Reviews Top Pick


Diana Coyle ~ Night Owl Reviews

5 Stars

I absolutely loved this short paranormal story. We find Jeremy Brogan starting his first night as a security guard at St. Michael’s Hospital, which just so happens to be rumored as being the most haunted hospital in the country. The evening starts out normal for Jeremy, or so it seems that everything is normal, until things begin getting very busy with endless amounts of visitors and he easily becomes overwhelmed. I just loved this story and I was totally pulled into the storyline from the very first page. The characters were very believable and the story flowed seamlessly for me. I also loved the eerie feeling I felt as I was turning the pages. You’ll find that it’s an extremely short story so you won’t have a problem fitting it into your hectic schedule. I highly recommend it and can’t wait to read more from this talented author!

Jeremy Brogan thinks the only thing he’s afraid of is the nervous anticipation of starting a new job. Then again, he is working at the most haunted hospital in the country – or so it’s rumored to be. Once his shift starts, it gets extremely busy for him and he just can’t seem to help all the visitors he comes in contact with. The question remains are those visitors really people needing his help or could they be from another realm trying to scare the daylights out of him?

Wednesday, 25 January 2017

The Fifth Floor Video

The Fifth Floor

A Paranormal Short Story by E. H. James
Coming February 3, 2017

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Excerpt ~ The Fifth Floor

Excerpt

The Fifth Floor
A Paranormal Short Story
Coming February 3, 2017

“Is this your first night?” The old man stood up from his seat. Where he’d been sitting, he could barely see—or be seen—over the counter in front of the desk. He walked around the counter toward Jeremy.

“Yes, it is.” Jeremy fidgeted with the buttons on his jacket. “I suppose it’s obvious. Isn’t it?” Pressing his lips into a grin, he tried to smile. “Actually, I’ve never done anything like this before.”

The old man paused, as though sizing Jeremy up, and then patted him on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine.” He went back behind the counter and retrieved his metal lunch pail.

“By the way, my name is Jeremy Brogan.” Jeremy reached over the counter, offering his hand.

The old man grasped Jeremy’s hand and gave it a firm shake. “Jake Edwards.”

“Say, do you mind me asking how long you’ve been working here?”

“It’ll be forty-two years, next month.”

Jeremy’s brows rose sharply. “Forty-two years?”

“Yep.” Jake nodded. “And not once did I miss a day of work.”

Jeremy rested his elbows on the counter. “That’s incredible.”

“Yeah, I guess it is.” Jake shrugged. “Never really thought about it.” He slid his hand over the smooth, worn surface of the counter, as he walked back around to the front. “I can honestly say, I’m going to miss it.”

“Really?”

“I’m retiring next week.” His brow furrowed, his gaze growing distant. “I’ll tell ya, I’ve been looking forward to this my whole life. Waiting and dreaming about what I’d do when the day came. But now that it’s here…It’s going to feel strange, not coming in here every night.” He shook his head and sighed.

“But, I guess it’s not the end of the world.” Jake grinned. “Tell ya what—” he patted Jeremy on the chest with the back of his hand “—I’ll come back and visit ya. How does that sound?” He stepped to the middle of the hall. “So, have they shown ya everything?”

“Yep. Keep an eye on the security monitors, and once an hour walk the upper floors. I have my walkie-talkie, in case I need to communicate with the main security room downstairs. If a situation does arise, I don’t think I can handle alone, call for additional security.” Jeremy laughed self-consciously. “God, that sounded like I memorized the security manual, didn’t it?”

Jake peered at him over his glasses. “I take it you think you look like a fool, right about now?”

Jeremy smiled. “Pretty much.”

“Hey, it’s the fool that doesn’t prepare. Especially in a job like this.”

“I guess I’m a little nervous.” Jeremy tugged at his collar. “This is the first real job I’ve had.”

“I haven’t met a night watchmen yet, who wasn’t nervous his first night.” Jake smirked. “Well, the good ones, that is.”

“Thanks, I needed to hear that.”


“Don’t thank me.” Jake held up his palm. “When it comes down to it, it will be you and the night.”

Tuesday, 17 January 2017

Coming February 3

Paranormal Short Story

The Fifth Floor


The Fifth Floor

Jeremy Brogan thought being a night watchman at a hospital would be easy, wandering long, dark, empty halls late at night. It might even get kind of boring, after a while...Except Jeremy is working at St. Michael's; the most haunted hospital in the country.

It's a good thing Jeremy doesn't believe in ghosts. Everything he sees and hears must have some kind of and explanation, right?

That he had to patrol the fifth floor was bad enough, but never in his wildest dreams did he think he would end up in the basement. Now all he wants is out...only the hospital, and its inhabitants, have other plans.

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Night Owl Reviews
Top Pick


Friday, 6 January 2017