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Something new, something old, something hidden…End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

Cecilia cleaned up the study her bereaved mother left in shambles. Her mother had been watching old films of her rock-star father who died 23 years ago. She stacked the films away in canisters, intent on putting them away in the walk-in closet but something else caught her eye. Now for the snippet.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Five guitars were situated on the floor of the closet, upright and leaning against the wall for support. On impulse, she reached for the candy-apple-red electric guitar with a skull painted on the base.

She could play the piano, but she never mastered the guitar, which now she regretted since Billy Pitts – who played the electric guitar for the Silent Plaids and was one of the best of the best – had offered to teach her, but she rebelled against the idea since it was her father's instrument of choice. It was a stupid rebellion against him for dying and leaving her as if he had a choice, but she had a stubborn streak and it plagued her more times than not; just another trait she inherited from her father or so her mother told her on many occasions.

Her fingers lightly caressed the skull painted white and black before she returned the instrument to it resting place, but it tilted and before she could right it once more, it fell against the guitar standing next to it, then the next went and the next as if the instruments were imitating the domino effect for her benefit. She cringed and hoped she hadn't caused any damage for her carelessness. She sat down on her knees to pick up the instruments and place them back in order. As she reached to place the last one down, her gaze caught sight of the floorboard in the corner sitting askew. It must have been why the guitar had fallen to the side when she'd put it down.

She reached for board and picked it up, intending set it straight, but her gaze landed on something hidden beneath the plank.

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Hmm...I wonder what she found.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Make-believe or not?… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative punctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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She glanced around the room that had been untouched by time, a shrine of sorts to her father. His books, his couch, his stereo system that probably been state of the art back when, and heck, his last scribbled notes were still on the desk. She'd been fascinated with the room when she was a kid, most likely because it was considered taboo to go inside.

Her mother's words haunted her. You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me.

Had her three-year-old self truly been communicating with her father's spirit? Some believed children were more in tune with the afterlife. She recalled some of her visits home from boarding school–when make-believe was still a big part of her life. She would pretend that her father hadn't died and he was in his study working on his next big hit. She would press her ear against the large wood door and she'd swear sometimes she could hear him in there.

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Now she's starting to remember. Make-believe or not?

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Do you remember what you said? End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 8.  Last week snippet is here.

Lars Gunner, rock star, and Cecilia's father died 23 years ago. Her mother has never gotten over losing him. They're in Lar's study that is more like a shrine filled with items he owned in life. Phoebe (Cecilia's mother is speaking first). This is Cecilia's POV.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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She moved from her grip and walked over to the black road case, which had wheels and a handle to make transporting equipment, music sheets, and other such items from place to place that much easier. Her father had taken this one with him on the road since his first concert when singing for his supper hadn't been a joke but a reality to when the band had finally made it big and gourmet banquets were set out for them as if they were kings. It was like having a lucky sock or coin, but his lucky item just happened to be a beat up old roadie box. Her mother had one too, but hers had been custom made with leopard fur and rhinestones.

Her mother's hand slid over the black box, pausing over the dent in one corner as if that particular dent held a fond memory. "Right after your father died, you would come in here and stare at this beat up old thing and I would ask you what you were doing," she said and glanced over her shoulder at her. "Do you remember what you said?"

She shook her head.

"You would say: Daddy's playing his guitar and singing to me." Her mother pulled her wrap closer around her as if for warmth and said, "You were always his little girl and even in death, you loved him more than me."

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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“He’s here, you know”, she whispered… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 7.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia found her mother watching films of her father who died 23 years ago. It's around the anniversary of his death and it always triggers her mother's annual drinking binge.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited. Did a few creative puctuation to end at a good spot. 🙂

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"I was watching films of your father," her mother said as if she didn't already know this. "He was so damn handsome," her mother added as she reached out her hand and tucked a long strand of hair behind Cecilia's ear. Her mother's fingers were cold to the touch when she cupped her face. "You look so much like him," she said and her voice choked on those words and tears fell, leaving streaks on her cheeks.

She'd heard this a million times how much she looked like her father and she sometimes wondered if that was why her mother had sent her away to boarding school; she couldn't look at her without remembering her long dead husband.

She took her mother's hand and lowered it and said, "Let's draw you a bath and once you're all cleaned up, I'll tuck you into bed."

Her mother nodded, obviously too tired to argue with her, which proved a blessing in disguise. "He's here, you know," she whispered as she helped her mother to her feet and couldn't help but notice her breath smelled like an ashtray.

"Who's here?" she asked.

"Your father," she told her and glanced around the room as if Lars Gunner would manifest to prove her point.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Pity party for one… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 6.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia's mother is watching a film of her dead husband's band rehearsal, but Cecilia turns off the projector, making her mother acknowledge she is there.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Cecilia moved around the couch and took a seat next to her mother. She reached for the bottle but her mother moved it out of her reach. "I think you've had enough," Cecilia told her gently.

"I'll say when I have," Phoebe hissed and her features hardened and her bloodshot eyes didn't quite focus on her as she sneered.

She tried a different approach. "I've been phoning you and it's been three days, Mom" she added for meaning.

Her mother's brows puckered together. "Three days?" she repeated her words with a shaky voice, losing some of its hostility.

She nodded and her mother lowered her hand then finally handed her the bottle. She placed it on the coffee table to join the other bottles her mother had indulged in while she had her pity party with her dead father.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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She’s no saint… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 5.  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia's mother is watching a film of her dead husband's band rehearsal. Cecilia for a moment feels sorry for her mother, knowing the woman never got over losing her husband. (I'm jumping ahead a few sentences. A little creative editing for the sentence limit)

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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No matter how the world wanted to immortalize him as a musical genius, he was just a man who didn't give a crap about his family. She marched over to the projector and turned it off, and the room was swept into darkness.

"What the f***?" her mother screeched and ruined any pity she might have felt for her moments before. Her mother wasn't a saint either.

She reached for the lamp next to the couch and turned it on. They weren't in the dark, but the lamp in no way illuminated the room into brilliance.

"Lars?" her mother said as she turned to look at her.

She sighed and moved closer so her mother's bleary vision could focus on reality and said, "It's me, Cecilia...you know, your daughter."

Phoebe turned away in her seat with a huff and it was obviously, she wasn't too drunk to recognize sarcasm. "I know who you are," she grumbled and lifted the bottle to her lips.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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Mother of the year, she is not… End of the Road @KMNbooks #8sunday #snippetsunday

Welcome to Snippet Sunday! This is a snippet from End of the Road, a WIP ghost story/rock star/mystery romance.

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 3  Last week snippet is here.

Cecilia has been trying to reach her mother. She heads over to her mother's house to check on her.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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She reached for the light switch and instantly chased the shadows away. "Mom?" she called and her voice echoed off the walls, making the house feel empty and lonely as usual.

She placed her purse and keys on the Mahogany table at the entrance and headed toward the stairs, her boots clicking on the black and white tiled floor as she went. At the foot of the long winding staircase, where she could see the dark landing at the top from where she stood, but she changed directions when she realized where her mother would be. As she neared the study that stood at the end of hall, and right across from the kitchen, she recognized the low and raspy voice belting out the lyrics to the edgy rock and roll ballad.

The door stood ajar, which surprised her since her mother kept the study, a shrine to her father, locked at all times whether she was inside or not. Cecilia usually had to pound on the door to rouse her mother from a drunken state to answer it. Her gaze shifted and she found the reason for the change of habit this year; the doorknob was broken, and the weapon of choice a hammer, which lay on the floor imitating a door jam. Her mother must have lost the key and had to improvise.

Cecilia entered as far as the threshold and spotted her mother slouched on the leather couch wearing a pink nightie that barely covered her to make it decent attire and her golden blonde hair appeared unwashed in its disarray of a half-hazard bun of sorts.

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Unofficial Blurb for End of the Road

Lars Gunner, the frontman for Silent Plaids, died 23 years ago and is trapped in limbo until his daughter, Cecilia, unearths his journal and is able to see him. His death was ruled an unfortunate accident, but he's convinced it had to be murder despite the fact he can't recall what happened in his last moments of life. Cecilia seeks the help from Kaleb, a psychic, but as they resurrect the past, the secrets and lies surrounding Lar's rock and roll life just may be the death of them too.

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It’s going to be a long night… End of the Road #8sunday #snippetsunday

Welcome to Snippet Sunday! This is a snippet from End of the Road, a WIP ghost story/rock star/mystery romance.

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper Snippet 2

Jumping ahead a few paragraphs. Cecilia has been trying to reach her mother, who is a rock star, a bit messed up, and not answering her phone.

This story is a WIP. The story is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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She glanced at her phone again and cursed as she grabbed her car keys and headed outside of her apartment and to her dark green BMW parked in the assigned parking spot. Once her car purred to life, she headed out to the highway. It was only eight o'clock but she had a hunch it was going to be a long night.

It had been three days since she heard from her mother who at least would text her with 'Thinking of you, babe' if she couldn't pick up and have a decent conversation. Her mother's annual drunken binge was her way of remembering the good old days with dear-ole-dad, which was such a laugh. The night her father died, he told her mother he was going to divorce her. It's why the crazy conspiracy theorist kept on insisting her mother had something to do with her father's death.

If one more reporter hunted her down and ask her if she knew if her mother was responsible, she might have to prove to the world she was indeed her father's daughter and deck someone.

When she arrived at the house, where she only lived until she was old enough to go off to boarding school, she parked in the driveway void of any cars, but it didn't mean her mother wasn't at home. Her mother usually called a limo if she wanted to go out and hadn't owned a vehicle in years.

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Hugs and Kisses from mama were never expected… END OF THE ROAD #8sunday #snippetsunday #ghosts

Welcome to Snippet Sunday! This is a snippet from End of the Road, a WIP ghost story/rock star/myster romance.

LOOKING FOR the last SNIPPET of Two Worlds Collided posted? Here you go: Chapter Three: Snippet #3

About this snippet: Chapter One (Don't Fear) The Reaper

This is the first few paragraphs of the book. Does it grab you enough to want to read more?

Remember this is in the very early stages and has not been edited.

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Cecilia Gunner tried her phone again. Her relationship with her mother had never been warm and cozy. Her rock star mother preferred the limelight and didn't have time for her only child, but it didn't mean Cecilia didn't care about the woman. Besides, hugs and kisses from mama were never expected and she survived just fine.

At twenty-six, single and loving it, she'd graduated from college with honors, had her Esthetician license. She opened her makeup artistry studio, Radiant, last year. She had her Airbrush Tanning and Makeup Artist through Dinair in Hollywood and her clientele included hundreds of brides, celebrities, news anchors, socialites, and models.

The backstage of the music business is all she wanted to see, and for the most part, she managed to stay away from the rock 'n' roll scene that had devoured any sanity from both of her parents. Partying all night where booze and drugs were the hosts, had never been something she craved. When the clock struck twelve the magic didn't leave behind hope in the form of a glass slipper; instead, it left broken dreams and sometimes death.

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She’s in… Two Worlds Collided @KMNbooks #timetravel #8sunday #snippetsunday

two-worlds-collided_newlook3Welcome to Snippet Sunday! This is a snippet from Two Worlds Collided. Only 99¢ for a short time. I really loved Evie and Bellamy's story. I hope you will too.

LOOKING FOR last week's SNIPPET from Chapter Three: Snippet #2

Now for Chapter 3  - Building Bridges Snippet #3

About this snippet: We're skipping ahead a few paragraphs.

Recap of last week's snippet: Bellamy didn't like that his bandmates hired Evie to babysit him. His ploy to make her quit backfired on him when she saw right through his charade. She told him she needed the job and he needed someone to keep him on time. It was a win-win for both of them. She's now waiting for his answer.

Now for the snippet. There are some tweaks in punctuation.

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"Deal," Bellamy finally voiced, "I wouldn't want you to starve on my account." He headed for the door but turned back with his hand on the doorknob. "You certainly are a surprise, Miss Book Marm."

Miss Book Marm? Not exactly a compliment, but truly did she expect him to see her as a sexy attractive woman? Even though she knew it, he confirmed she wasn't his type. "Well, so are you," she threw back and he chuckled, and this time his smile was warm and genuine.

"I'll make sure Leon gives you the itinerary."

She didn't take a full breath until he had closed the door behind him. She was in.

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Bellamy accepted her presence and Evie will have her shot at changing his future.

This will have to be my last snippet for Two Worlds Collided. Thank you so much for reading and commenting and thank you so much for those who read the story and left a review. Much appreciated. 🙂

I'll have something different next week. 🙂

Blurb for Two Worlds Collided: (Time Travel, rating: 17+ years and older)

Evie Reid on a whim agrees to travel back in time to change bad boy Bellamy Lovel's path of destruction. She's smart with a college degree, but she is still fan-girl crazy for the rock band, Civilized Heathens. Evie knows despite all Bellamy's smiles and enthusiasm on the stage, he's destined to end it all on one lonely night in a hotel room unless she can change his path.

Bellamy isn't keen on having Evie as his personal assistant, hired by his band mates to watch over him, and keep him on schedule. However, there is something about the woman that sparks his interest, despite his best to ignore her. When darkness threatens to consume him, he realizes she may be the only light that will chase the shadows away.

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