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On Tour with Prism Book Tours...
The Excerpt Tour
Each day will reveal another piece of Dead Dreams...
10/29: Launch
11/20: Grand Finale
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.
Dead Dreamsby Emma Right
250 Pages
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
Each Stop Reveals another section of Dead Dreams.
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First up:
* Prologue *
They say each dead body, a human corpse, has a scent all of its own, a sweet-sour smell. A cadaver dog picks up the odor as clearly as a mother recognizes a photo of her child. Of course, I wouldn’t know, for I am no dog. I might as well have been, the way I’d stooped to yield to my basic instincts. My mind wandered to her, what her unique smell would be when, and if, they ever were to find her.
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After what happened, I decided to write out the
events that led to that day and details in case I’d missed
something, or might need it for defense, or in case they
found me dead. My relatives might need
to piece together the things that had spiraled out of control, if they wanted
to put me to rest, to forget me altogether. That would be least painful for them. I nodded to myself as I sat in the car.
I thought of my most favorite girl in the world: Lilly. At least
Lilly’d have my dog,
Holly, to remember me
by.
My friends used to call me Brie, short for Brianna.
But, I could hardly count anyone a friend any more. I’d
have to resort
to back-watching if
I wanted to survive.
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