THE DEAD HOUR
by Thomas Grant Bruso
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GENRE: LGBT paranormal horror
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BLURB:
PI Bradshaw
receives a late night call from a client desperate to find her missing
daughter. The woman asks to meet him at a storage unit in upstate New York. The
woman hangs up before Bradshaw can inquire further. Woken by the jarring news,
Bradshaw decides to meet the frantic, mysterious woman pleading for his help.
Working as
a private investigator has its drawbacks. Bradshaw often receives prank calls
from clients with run-of-the-mill requests and chooses his cases wisely. But
there is something unusual and unnerving about this particular call. The
hopeless plea in the woman’s voice and the anonymity of her demand ignite a
maelstrom of questions.
While
Bradshaw decides whether the call is worth pursuing, a young dead girl from the
Other Side visits him, demanding attention and seeking help for the request he
just received. Who is this spirit? What does she want? And how is she linked to
the caller?
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Excerpt Two:
I backed up against the rain-streaked window and
closed my eyes.
Maybe if I stayed in place, camouflaging myself
in the scrim of the storm, it wouldn’t see me. Or I’d join my parents on the
Other Side.
Let whatever chased me devour me whole. Rip at
my jugular, spew all my secrets, and leave me to die. No more running from the
dead things that live in the dark.
I ran.
As fast as my middle-aged legs could move,
through the maze of corridors, around and around, until I stopped to catch my
breath next to a large metal door at the far end.
Something hissed at me somewhere in the
enclosing blackness.
I grasped the doorknob and yanked it outward,
dashed into the stairwell. I ran down a flight of stairs, my feet pounding like
gunfire under me.
I didn’t look up when the doors flung open, and
whatever was following me scurried across the ceiling, down the walls, and
along the stairs, its legs clicking-clacking like chopsticks.
I lost my balance midway, but reached out to
steady myself.
Teeth gnashed and sharp claws raked closely at
the side of my face.
I ran down the rest of the stairs to the bottom
floor, tripping off the last step and tumbling across the hard concrete.
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AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Thomas
Grant Bruso knew he wanted to be a writer at an early age. He has been a
voracious reader of genre fiction since childhood.
His
literary inspirations are Ray Bradbury, Dean Koontz, Stephen King, Jim
Grimsley, Karin Fossum, and Joyce Carol Oates.
Bruso
loves animals, reading books, and writing fiction, and prefers Sudoku to
crossword puzzles.
In
another life, he was a freelance writer and wrote for magazines and newspapers.
In college, he won the Hermon H. Doh Sonnet Competition. Now, he writes and
publishes fiction and reviews books for his hometown newspaper, The
Press-Republican.
He
lives in upstate New York.
Author Links:
Goodreads:
https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8591689.Thomas_Grant_Bruso
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/thomasgrantbruso/
Blue
Sky: https://web-cdn.bsky.app/profile/thomasgrantbruso.bsky.social
Buy
links:
Barnes
and Noble:
https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-dead-hour-thomas-grant-bruso/1148779270?ean=9798896020639
Amazon:
https://www.amazon.com/Dead-Hour-Thomas-Grant-Bruso-ebook/dp/B0FWBRGQBW/ref=sr_1_1
JMS
Books:
https://www.jms-books.com/thomas-grant-bruso-c-224_236/the-dead-hour-p-5517.html
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GIVEAWAY INFORMATION
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