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Hi everyone!

It has come to the day for another round of short stories, and I have once again asked my good friend, AJ to be a guest on my blog, and once again, she has surprised me with her talent with words. I don't know if short stories just appeal to me or her story is just that good. Any how, I proudly present to you...



Screaming: A Short Story

I walked along the dark corridors, fumbling for a light switch. What crappy timing for my flashlight to die on me.

"Colton!" I whispered. "Have you found any lights yet?"

"If I did, don't you think they'd be on by now, Uri?" he snapped.

I rolled my eyes. What in holy hell was his problem? It's not like I wanted to be locked up in an old abandoned high school any more than he did. Especially not with a psycho murderer on the loose.

"The Hangman" they called him. He would turn his victims virtually inside out and hang them by their intestines. You wouldn't even know someone was dead until they turned up five days later, mutilated at the top of a tree. I shivered just thinking about it.

I continued to walk along absentmindedly until I ran into someone. I screamed.

"Shut up Uriana!" Colton reprimanded, clapping a hand over my mouth to get me to quiet down.

I breathed a sigh of relief. "God! You about scared me half to death."

"Well if you would watch where you were going," he argued.

"I wouldn't have to if someone could find the damn light switch!" I retorted.

He sighed in frustration, a sound almost like a growl, and grabbed my hand. "There," he said. "Now keep up."

For a while, we walked in silence, running our hands up and down the tiled walls.

"Who's to say these lights will work, anyway?" I wondered aloud. "The school is like, centuries old."

Then my feet slipped, sending me flailing until I landed flat on my back.

"What the hell was that?" Colton asked,removing his hand from mine to touch his forehead.

"I don't know, I slipped on something," I answered.

"Well, what'd you slip on then?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't've referred to it as 'something'." I ran my hand along the floor, encountering a goopy, wet mess. What the hell? I thought.

Something warm fell on my head. I looked up, trying to find the source, and two more drops landed right on my forehead.

Suddenly, the lights flickered on and I screamed at the sight before me.

A mangled body sat hanging in the rafters, and the substance that I had slipped in was blood. Realizing that the dripping liquid that had fallen on my head earlier was also blood, I scrambled to my feet, pulling Colton up with me.

"Come on, we have to go," I whispered, running down the hall.

"What the fuck was that?!" he shouted. "Was that a...?" he trailed off.

"Shh!" I shushed him. A strange creaking noise echoed throughout the hall, catching my attention. "Did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" he asked.

"That creaking sound."

He cocked his head to the side, listening. Unfortunately, the only thing that could be heard next was him being forced out of my grip.

"Colton!" I yelled, whipping around.

My eyes widened when I saw him, a shadowy figure holding him at the throat with a knife poised at his jugular. The man slashed through Colton's throat, smiling menacingly at me.

I wanted so badly to run back to him, to see if I could somehow save my best friend, but I'd seen more than enough horror movies to know that pulling that stunt would most likely get me killed. So I ran as fast as I could away from the cloaked man.

It wasn't long before I slipped over my own two feet, twisting my ankle in the process. Too weak and hurt to walk, I got and my hands and knees and started crawling away, tears blurring my vision.

"NO!" I screamed as hands clasped around my ankles, dragging me backwards.

THE END.


Honestly, I was a bit creep out by that last part, and I can't imagine what my reaction would be if I witness my best friend's death.

If you like her stories, stalk her on Wattpad or read more of her works From the Desk of Avery Jones.

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Tuesday, June 05, 2012 8 comments

I am so excited to be here today during Tour of Italy for the Charade Blog tour. Charade is the second book in the Heven and Hell series and in this book the main characters travel to Italy on a school trip… and because Heven and Sam have a mission to complete. 


For today’s Tour of Italy Post I have brought along a page from Heven’s travel journal. So sit back and relax and be transported to Italy!

Dear Diary,

We went to my most favorite place on this trip today! We visited the leaning Tower of Pisa. I am so amazed that the building doesn’t just topple right over!

The tour guide told us that it was always meant to stand straight that there was something wrong in the foundation (actually its just a weak foundation) that caused it to begin to lean. Back in the 1920’s  a bunch of workers added cement and stuff to stabilize it so it wouldn’t fall over all the way.

I kind of think it’s meant to be leaning and that it wouldn’t be as special if it was straight up and down and perfect. In fact, I have learned over the past few months that a lot of things are better if they aren’t perfect… including me.

This was a really special day because Cole and I got to spend some great quality time together and that means a lot to me after everything we have been through together. It’s even more special that Sam can be part of it all.

Anyway, I kind of think the Tower of Pisa looks like a giant wedding cake that is about to fall over. While I was standing beneath it I kept imagining hunks of yummy icing about to fall on my head.

The tower took over 200 years to build  because it kept getting interrupted by wars. Leave it to the baddies to interrupt a good time. It started to tilt when the third story was built and it just kept on leaning. Then they added the bells on top which made it tilt even more, ha ha ha.

This place will definitely be something I won’t foget because it isn’t everyday you get to tour a building made of marble that seems to defy the laws of gravity.

Here is my favorite picture from the day (it’s of me and Cole)


Here’s a picture of just the tower:



It was a great day in Italy I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Heven

And that is an exclusive peak at one of the pages of Heven’s travel diary. Be sure to follow along on the Tour of Italy week to see all the exclusive pictures of Heven and Sam (and Cole!) during their trip and on the final day of the tour you will be able to enter to win a One of a Kind, super exclusive (I don’t even have one) swag. Heven’s Travel Diary. Complete with each journal entry and all the pictures of her and Sam! There will be other goodies as well. 

About the book:


                                                
Dying at the hands of a psycho was a shock. Having my life returned to me by an angel was incredible. Being named a Supernatural Treasure and being given Sam as my guard was pretty darn awesome. Acquiring a debt for it all—well, I should have seen it coming.


Now here we are, fighting demons from Hell, caring for a boy that I just don’t trust, and traveling to faraway places to return a treasure to its rightful place. Nothing is as it seems. Everyone wears a mask; everyone puts on a charade. It’s up to us to separate the truth from the lies and reality from fiction. A hard task when my new reality involves fallen angels, witches and dragons… and did I mention Hell?
Anchoring me down through it all is Sam. Sam, who must face tragedies of his own and is put to the test again and again.


If we fail in our task, life as we know it—life as you know it—will end. Forever.

Links to Purchase:
(Paperback and Ebook)
Amazon:                                Barnes and Noble:                                Smashwords: 

Thank you Cambria for this amazing blog post! Though I have never been to Paris nor have I ever been on top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, I would kill to go someday.

I apologize for not updating my blog as frequently as before, as you know, I am currently buried in a pile of books that I don't really like, and exams are nearing so I won't have as much time to blog as before! But I am very glad that I have been given this opportunity to participate in the Charade Blog Tour! Masquerade was the first blog tour I have ever participated in so this is such a historical moment for me.

Congratulations to Cambria on her sequel to the series, Charade, and hopefully everyone who reads this post will join in the family! Trust me, you will not regret. [serious tone]

Unfortunately, I am still halfway through Charade and I will post my review soon! All I know is that....my review might be filled with girly exclamations, so, just for the heads up.

Did I mention how awesome Cambria is?

Tomorrow's stop will be : Wendy@cupcake and a latte - TOUR OF ITALY 
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