Vengeance

Author G.W. Mullins returns with a new paranormal mystery thriller that keeps you guessing who did it until the end. Matthew Trent from OutLoud Magazine reviews it as "Mystery, Murder, Paranormal Events, and a story that leaves you guessing as the bodies stack up."

Danni moved to a small town with her mother to escape New York City after the death of her father. At first, she liked the little quiet upstate village, but that all changed when she realized something else was sharing the house with them. In time she learned of the murders that took place in her home and that the murder was never apprehended.

As she puts together the pieces of the murder puzzle she learns she may be the target of the next killing for learning too much. Can she survive long enough to expose the real murderer, before whatever is in her house comes for her? Vengeance isn't just for the living, sometimes the dead come back for revenge.

In an excerpt from Vengeance:

"A light fog floated like a white blanket above the ground as the shovel ripped apart the green grass that was to become a grave. Darkness clung to him, like a shroud as the shadowy hooded figure dug quickly to avoid the light of morning. With every scrape of the shovel the hole grew deeper and the figure looked more distraught. A storm of sinister emotion rolled across the stranger's face. Killing someone was the easy part, getting rid of the body was a bit harder.

As the hole became large enough for a body, the figure turned and headed to the house. He moved swiftly through the fog to where on the back porch, wrapped in a sheet, lay the body of a girl. As the figure bent over to pick her up, the sheet unraveled and an arm emerged from within. The silver moon shone down on the scene of horror. A golden bracelet slid down her wrist and reflected the moon's light. As the figure looked down in anger, the bracelet was just a painful reminder of betrayal.

​Wrapping the sheet back around the cold mass, the figure carried the life-less body to the hole and placed her deep inside. As mounds of dirt covered the sheet, the guilt raged deep inside. Death's cold grip had come more than once that day. The police knew about the first one, they could not be allowed to find a second body."