Thornton Berry Shire Press is proud (and sad) to be hosting the final book tour from Fire and Ice Virtual Book Tours…Shelly is a gem to work with. And what a way to go…with an International Book Award Winner! The Unholy, by Paul DeBlassie III is obviously not for our typical young adult audience here at TBS, however, we wanted to share a story based in the "New Age" genre of paranormal and see if you might be interested in something different…so, let us know what you think about The Unholy. You'll get your chance to own a copy by adding your name to the rafflecopter at the bottom of this post, for a $25 GC.
So good luck and thx for stopping by TBS.
Genres: Paranormal Thriller/Horror/New Age Fiction
Awards: 2014 International Book Award – New Age Fiction & Pinnacle Book Award: Metaphysical Thriller
Blurb:
A
young curandera, a medicine woman, intent on uncovering the secrets of
her past is forced into a life-and-death battle against an evil
Archbishop. Set in the mystic land of Aztlan, “The Unholy” is a novel of
destiny as healer and slayer. Native lore of dreams and visions, shape
changing, and natural magic work to spin a neo-gothic web in which
sadness and mystery lure the unsuspecting into a twilight realm of
discovery and decision.
See the book trailer on Youtube
Help me? Help yourself! Face what is yours to face,” Elizabeth hissed.
She yanked the door open then forced it to slam behind her.
Claire stood still for a moment, feeling as if a tornado had swept through the room. Elizabeth’s demand had left her shaken. She drew a deep breath, then went to her desk and picked up her tea, noticing her trembling hands.
Turning toward the window, Claire saw a muscular orderly accompanying Elizabeth to the locked ward at the far end of the hospital compound. A flock of crows circled high overhead, seeming to follow the two receding figures. As they arrived at the outer doors of the locked unit, the orderly reached for his keys. The crows circled while the two crossed the threshold of the unit, Elizabeth suddenly pausing, turning, and looking outside, her gaze riveted on the flock of birds.
All but two flew off, disappearing into the piñon-covered hills. The two that remained came to rest on the red brick wall adjacent to the locked unit, their black eyes boring into Elizabeth. She looked panicked then enraged and, shaking a finger at the creatures, yelled something. Her frantic gestures told Claire that she was screeching curses to ward off evil.
Claire took a step back from the window, from the impact of Elizabeth’s rage.
The orderly grabbed Elizabeth roughly by the arm and pulled her inside.
The crows waited, watched, then flew away.
Buy Links:
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About the Author:
PAUL
DeBLASSIE III, PhD, is a psychologist and writer living in his native
New Mexico. A member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal
Psychology Association, and the International Association for
Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, he has for over thirty
years treated survivors of the dark side of religion.
Claire stood still for a moment, feeling as if a tornado had swept through the room. Elizabeth’s demand had left her shaken. She drew a deep breath, then went to her desk and picked up her tea, noticing her trembling hands.
Turning toward the window, Claire saw a muscular orderly accompanying Elizabeth to the locked ward at the far end of the hospital compound. A flock of crows circled high overhead, seeming to follow the two receding figures. As they arrived at the outer doors of the locked unit, the orderly reached for his keys. The crows circled while the two crossed the threshold of the unit, Elizabeth suddenly pausing, turning, and looking outside, her gaze riveted on the flock of birds.
All but two flew off, disappearing into the piñon-covered hills. The two that remained came to rest on the red brick wall adjacent to the locked unit, their black eyes boring into Elizabeth. She looked panicked then enraged and, shaking a finger at the creatures, yelled something. Her frantic gestures told Claire that she was screeching curses to ward off evil.
Claire took a step back from the window, from the impact of Elizabeth’s rage.
The orderly grabbed Elizabeth roughly by the arm and pulled her inside.
The crows waited, watched, then flew away.
Buy Links:
Amazon
About the Author:
PAUL
DeBLASSIE III, PhD, is a psychologist and writer living in his native
New Mexico. A member of the Depth Psychology Alliance, the Transpersonal
Psychology Association, and the International Association for
Relational Psychoanalysis and Psychotherapy, he has for over thirty
years treated survivors of the dark side of religion.
Thank you for hosting The Unholy!
ReplyDeletegood luck on the tour..oh! suppose this is the last of it..so in that case I hope it was a huge success for you! Cheers!
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