SEEKERS is Here!

Hello friends! Goodness, it's been awhile since I've updated this account. It's not because I'm lazy - well, not much - I've just been busy. SEEKERS came out, (and now the audio is almost ready). Don't you adore the cover? That's a perfect Turq and Snake. I'm working on the third book, REMAINDERS. That's what's keeping me so busy. Well, that and the major move hubs and I made ... clear across the state of Texas. 

Whoo. I'm about to recover, I think. 

In addition to REMAINDERS, I've also got RETURN TO STUTTER CREEK in the works. That is a tentative title, I have another in mind, but we'll see how it plays out. For now, enjoy your weekend and as always, happy reading.

And don't forget to look me up on FB or Instagram, we'll chat. 😊📚😊

 

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SEEKERS: Apocalypse in Eden Book 2

From Wordcrafts Press

 

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CHAPTER ONE

Jack

 

We came on across the dry land in our second Chrysler 300 with our trunk stuffed full of food and water. Every time we saw a market, or a farm with a greenhouse, we stopped to investigate and take whatever we could store and carry.

            Snake stood for hours with his back paws on the floorboard and his forepaws on the broad console between the front seats. Turq, the turquoise-shirted Taker who had saved me from a painful death, occupied the shotgun seat to my right. He was my wingman. Carlos, my buddy the Harley rider, lay in the back seat on a mound of pillows and quilts, still healing from some of his burns even after all these weeks.

            Thad, the attorney from my hometown of Eden, Texas perished in the firestorm we started in New Mexico. That’s also where we picked up Turq. We lost an attorney but gained a monster. Some would say we made an even trade. I wish Thad was here to appreciate the joke. He had a wicked dark sense of humor when he wasn’t drinking.

            My mind wandered back over the last few days. The monotonous sand-toned landscape wanted to sing me to sleep. The hot air punching through the wide-open windows wanted to roast me. 

We’d all grown accustomed to riding in the first car with no windows at all, thanks to the battle at the buffalo jump, so even though we’d picked up another Chrysler in Levelland—silver this time—we sometimes rolled down the windows instead of running the AC.

Carlos said the wind rushing through the car made him think he was back on his Harley before the battle that almost killed us. It made sense to me. Without radio or music of any kind, the sound of prairie wind probably seemed the same as riding on a motorcycle. 

I stuck my head out the window to test my theory and to try and stay awake.

That’s when I saw the tall man in the distance. He stood beside a gray Dodge Challenger that had seen better days. His long scraggly hair fluffed around his face like cotton candy. His skin was pale.

Night traveler, I thought. No sunburn. No tan. Why’s he out in the daylight now? I had learned to be suspicious of everyone and everything.

I let the Chrysler slow.

He appeared to be filling the Challenger’s gas tank from a red and yellow plastic container exactly the way we’d been doing.

            We were still a little way off, but on this stretched ribbon of earth, it was easy to see the man and his task.

            “Whaddya think, Snake,” I said. “Good guy, or bad guy?”

            My four-legged buddy whined in response. I believe he understands everything I say even though he is stone deaf. 

TAKERS: Apocalypse in Eden - Audio Book!

 

"A fast moving book, dark, and bloody."

Jack is in the school basement looking at a nerdy website on a laptop computer when the lights go out and the world as he knows it comes crashing down. When he makes his way upstairs after "the rip," monsters are everywhere. He seems to be the only survivor ... but will he survive the Takers?

Leave a comment if you would like a REVIEW copy of the audio book (a few US and UK copies available).

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Net Galley review of book

Horror meets mysticism

Takers, by Ann Swann, surprised me.

Our main character is a kid named Jack. He’s in his school’s basement, sent to get some supplies as he and his friends do a little decorating before a big event. When he comes out of the basement, everything has changed. Suddenly, Jack is on his own in a very dangerous world!

Now, if you read horror or apocalyptic fiction, you’ll start by feeling like you read this before.

But soon, you notice that our critters are doing some really odd things. You’ll notice that the level of violence (which is huge) is tempered by a an underlying mysticism. And you’ll soon notice that you have NOT read this one before.

This is a fast moving, bloody, and dark book – and it’s got some awesome musical references. Aside from the aforementioned underlying mysticism, there’s a religious aspect to it. It’s not a preachy book, but the religious aspect plays a very direct role in what happens here. Note further that, even though our main character is a kid not yet in high school, this is by no means a kid’s book or even YA. This is Horror/SF for adults.

The book does end on a bit of a cliffhanger. I hate those, normally, but in this case I have some suspicions about a certain strange character and I really want to know if I’m right. I would happily read the next book in this series!

BOOK TWO, SEEKERS, will be here SOON!

YA HORROR NOVEL LAUNCHES APOCALYPSE IN EDEN TRILOGY

 Takers: Apocalypse in Eden Book 1 

NEWS

PURGATORY SPIT OUT ITS SOULS ON EDEN, TEXAS. NOW THERE’S HELL TO PAY. 

Popular Young Adult novelist Ann Swann and WordCrafts Press are thrilled to announce the relaunch of the intense new YA horror series, Apocalypse in Eden, with the re-release of Swann’s 2016... 

TAKERS - BOOK 1

excerpt:

Instead of searching for crepe paper to decorate the gym for the dance, I pulled over an empty bucket to sit on, opened Cade’s computer, and pulled up one of my favorite nerdy science websites. Dr. D’s Adventures in Dimensions was run by a university professor who tried to use physics to explain the unexplainable.

The website sprang to life. Then the lights went out.

For a moment, my skin tightened up around me like an old leather glove, but then I remembered the wind. It sometimes messed with the power in our little town. Thankfully I still had the laptop’s screen light. I figured the power would come back on in a few minutes like it always did.

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COPPER LAKE on sale 99¢

 That's right, COPPER LAKE, the 3rd entry into the Stutter Creek companion series is on sale for only 99¢ for the month of BOOKTOBER! Grab your ebook now. And don't forget to leave the light on ...

Excerpt:
Kendra stepped onto the porch and pushed her way inside the empty house. The silence enveloped her as surely as if cotton wool had been stuffed into her ears. 

“What’s the matter with your face?” she grinned. “You look like you tangled with a wildcat.” She aimed at his groin and pulled the trigger. 

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There were times I wanted to scream or run and hide somewhere as the book delivered graphic details of the found bodies. I felt like I was reading a Stephen King novel that makes you jump at every noise. The author has done an amazing job of writing a story that clearly will have you on the edge of your seat. I have not read a book this well defined in horror in quite some time. The serial killer is diabolical and quite possibly the scariest character I have ever read. "I reviewed this for Lone Star Book Blogs"

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New Year, New Page - Book Giveaway

2018 - New Year, New Page . . . what will you write on yours?

Leave a comment telling me how you will write the next page of your life and you will be entered into a drawing for the Ann Swann paperback book of your choice.

(Don't forget to leave your email address so I can contact you when you win!)

Contest ends January 31st

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3rd Annual Brain to Books Blog Hop

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Below is an excerpt from the first book in my bestselling Stutter Creek trilogy:

STUTTER CREEK

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from 5 Prince Publishing

Beth went in search of an old flame, but she found a serial killer instead.

Mandy was on her way to work the evening shift at the Waterhouse Bar & Grill when she spied a small boy standing beside the road, alone. She immediately decided to pull over and check on him.

This is what happened next:

            The setting sun made the trees appear as black-paper cutouts in a landscape collage.

            After checking her mirrors to make sure no one was behind her, Mandy pressed the button to lower the passenger-side window. It was almost all the way down when a man yanked open the door and exploded into her world like a tornado into a trailer park.  Her hand flew to the gearshift, but she couldn’t engage it.  Even as her flight instinct kicked in, part of her mind was telling her this was almost certainly the same strange guy who had requested her section at the restaurant the night before.  His eyes had seemed to follow her all around the crowded dining room, and his oily stench had made him stand out like a spot of mold on white linen. 

            Mandy drew in breath to scream, her hand scrambling across the console for her phone or the gearshift, whichever came first, but he was too fast.  With lightning speed, he dove across the seat and slapped a rectangle of duct tape across her mouth.

            He buried his free hand knuckle deep in the thick blonde braid at the base of her skull even as his other hand slid down to her windpipe and began to squeeze.

            Mandy’s fight instinct kicked in then, and she whipped her head back and forth in an effort to dislodge his hands. His stench, and the oily filth of his unkempt hair, was sickening. She clawed at his eyes, ripped at his skin, but it was no use.  The psycho laughed and simply leaned his head back out of her reach.

            That’s when Mandy began to claw at her own face, attempting to scratch the silver tape off her mouth. It didn’t matter. There was no one around to hear her scream even if she could have gotten it off.

            Mandy wasn’t a quitter.  She did her best to get her feet out from under the steering column to try and kick him off. But he was pressing down on her with his entire weight. 

            She was trapped. 

            Calmly, the psycho took one hand off her throat, doubled up his fist, and hit her so hard the back of her skull struck the driver’s side window with an audible whap!

            Then he went back to her throat. Mandy’s grip on reality began to loosen.  Tiny strobes flashed inside her skull.

            He squeezed even harder, the tips of his fingers disappearing into her flesh.

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