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by Emma Right
Eighteen-year-old Brie O’Mara has so much going for her: a loving family in the sidelines, an heiress for a roommate, and dreams that might just come true. Big dreams--of going to acting school, finishing college and making a name for herself. She is about to be the envy of everyone she knew. What more could she hope for? Except her dreams are about to lead her down the road to nightmares. Nightmares that could turn into a deadly reality.
Dead Dreams, Book 1, a young adult psychological thriller and mystery
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The first night the burglar broke into our home, I was wiped out and zonked out of my skull. Susan Summers at Stay Fit had called in sick last-minute, and I’d had to add two hours to my unearthly morning shift, after which I couldn’t even grab lunch before I had scoot to Starbucks, driving like a mad duck in my Mini Cooper. Friday afternoon was an especially busy time for Starbucks. Forget about time to down a latte or two to keep my eyelids from drooping.
The moment I got home at eight, I stuffed my mouth with leftover pepperoni pizza, cold from the refrigerator, and practically crawled to the shower before hitting the sack. A bag of potatoes would have looked more awake than I did.
“Brie, wake up,” Sarah whispered as she shook my arm vigorously.
Who is she afraid of waking with all that whispering? I was the only one in the bedroom. I glanced at my bedside clock. The green light of the digital claimed it was three ten. Or, I should say, already three ten, since I always dragged myself out of bed at four thirty to brace myself for Stay Fit.
Then, even in the dimness, I noticed her eyes were glistening. “What’s wrong?” Was she ill after all?
“Shhh! They could still be here.” “They? Who?”
“Shhh! Them, they, he….” She broke off, sobbing.
I turned on the bedside lamp, and she struggled, intending to stop me. I jerked back when I saw her face. Blood dripped from one side of her head.
“My God! Sarah!” I exclaimed, even though I wasn’t the believing-in-God type. My parents were to be blamed for my aversion to God. Too many inconsistencies and unanswered questions. “What happened?” Her eyes welled up with tears, wild, looking about like a frightened deer.
“They’re—he’s after me. He’s going to kill me.”
“Who?” I jumped to my feet and rushed to the door. Thank goodness she’d shut it. I placed my ear to the doorjamb and listened. Were the burglars still outside? Sarah sobbed uncontrollably. Too loudly. “Shh! Sarah, are they still here?” I shook her in a vain attempt to keep her calm.
“Just one man. I don’t know. I rammed the door into his face when he dragged me by the hair.” She rubbed at a spot on her head. “I think he left, maybe.”
“We have to call the cops.”
“No, no, please. You can’t.” She pulled my arm when I reached for my yellow duffel by the foot of my bed, where my cell phone lay.
“We mustn’t. You don’t get it. Todd!” She said under her breath.
Todd? This was no ordinary sibling rivalry. This was beyond me. Sarah was hiding something. Regret filled me. I should have done some background search on her, as my mother has advised. Maybe one of those criminal checks could have saved me some grief, I told myself. What if she was a new release from a mental ward? How could I have confirmed she was sane and not suffering from schizophrenia?
To be continued...
Emma Right is a happy wife and homeschool mother of five living in the Pacific West Coast. Besides running a busy home, and looking after too many pets, she also enjoys reading aloud to her children and often has her nose in a book. Right was a copywriter for a major advertising agency during her B.C. years. B.C.meaning “Before Children,” which may as well have been in the B.C.era, as she always says. Please feel free to contact Emma. She’s always happy to hear from her readers.
October 29 - December 3
Paperback Copy of Dead Dreams (US Only)
5 eCopies of Dead Dreams (Int'l)
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The Excerpt Tour
Each day will reveal another piece of Dead Dreams...
10/30: My Seryniti - Excerpt #1
10/31: My Devotional Thoughts - Excerpt #2
11/1: Mel’s Shelves - Excerpt #3
11/3: Giveaway Breaking News for Indonesia - Excerpt #4
11/4: The Bookish Fairy - Excerpt #5
11/5: My Love for Reading Keeps Growing - Excerpt #6
11/6: Tressa’s Wishful Endings - Excerpt #7
11/7: Nocturnal Predators Reviews - Excerpt #8
11/8: The Pensive Chronicler - Excerpt #9
11/10: kimberlyfaye reads - Excerpt #10
11/11: Min Reads and Reviews - Excerpt #11
11/12: The (Mis)Adventures of a Twenty-Something Year Old Girl - Excerpt #12
11/13: Colorimetry - Excerpt #13
11/14: fundinmental - Excerpt #14
11/15: Bookworm Lisa - Excerpt #15
11/17: Sylv Jenkins Author - Excerpt #16
11/18: The Wonderings of One Person - Excerpt #17
11/19: Buried Under Books - Excerpt #18
11/20: Grand Finale