As part of “Things that Go Bump in the Night” here at Caffeinated Book Reviewer we have a special guest post from Coral Russell author of Amador Lockdown, a paranormal tale filled with ghostly encounters. Carol is going to share her ghosts encounters, and a giveaway. Grab a cup of your favorite caffeinated beverage, enjoy the post and be sure to check out the cover and synopsis of Amador Lockdown!
by Coral Russell
Publication date: October 6, 2011
Genre: Paranormal Suspense
Something has moved into the Amador Hotel. Hector, Marcos, Bev, and Tony of the Paranormal Posse are called in to either debunk the haunting or get rid of whatever is causing the problems. With the surprise arrival of Hector’s son, he tries to keep his professional and personal lives separate, but whatever is haunting the Amador Hotel has other plans.
Sounds spooky right? Not sure about you but I am not checking into that hotel anytime soon!
Ghost are Real
Nature abhors a vacuum. You might remember that saying from high school science class and I believe it holds true for spirits. Vacant spaces will be occupied. I’m going to share a couple of experiences I’ve had in the past and you decide.
My stepfather’s uncle was living with his grandmother when he passed away from a massive heart attack. He died instantly. The grandmother was then transfered to a nursing home and my stepfather bought the house. I only visited on weekends because of my work schedule. It was a tiny house my mother painted in bright, garish colors, as is her style and it had two bedrooms, bathroom, living room, kitchen. The living room was oddly shaped so they turned the bedroom (the one his uncle had died in) into a TV room.
I showed up to eat and watch TV one night. Now my stepfather is a smoker but my mother and her family have never allowed smoking in the house. He always, and I do mean always, had to smoke outside. This house was no exception. He and my mom were sitting on a couch directly across from the TV and I was lounging on the loveseat to the left.
Totally engrossed in the program I froze for a second when the smell of someone covering my nose with their mouth and blowing cigarette smoke directly into my face overcame me. Without thinking further, since no one was standing over me and there was no lingering cloudy smoke floating above me, I reached back with my right arm and smacked my stepfather.
He stared at me in shock. “What?”
I ranted and fumed about how it was not cool to blow smoke in someone’s face and you shouldn’t be smoking in the house anyway.
He looked at my mother for confirmation that he was not smoking nor had he moved. My mother giggling and said, “That must be what your uncle thinks of non-smokers.”
My husband and I bought a huge 2400 square foot home. It was a duplex that we shared with my family, but they moved away. We were getting ready to start a family ourselves so all was well. The house was a hundred years old. It had been remodeled several times and had two thirty feet long rooms on the first and second floors with two ceiling fans on the first floor.
I worked part-time at a late shift which meant I didn’t get home until 11pm at night. Returning from work my first week, I noticed the house glowed from several blocks away. Every light in the house was on. Now we were a young couple and money was tight and I was trying to be energy conscious since we now had to pay all expenses instead of splitting the bill with my family.
“Honey, you cannot leave all the lights on. The electricity bill will be outrageous.”
“Honey, just pick a couple of rooms to be in at night and leave the rest of the house dark.”
“Honey, you are not using the entire house at night. Turn off some lights!”
To all my patient explanations every time I returned home the house glowed from twenty-four windows. He would not turn the lights off until I got home.
One evening we sat downstairs at one end of the long downstairs room watching TV. Immediately to our left was the foyer with all original oak door, oak paneling, and three flights of stairs leading up to the second floor. It was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship.
Engrossed in the show my husband and I became aware of heavy footsteps above and behind us. We looked at each other then turned around to look behind us just in time to see the first ceiling fan shake slightly. The footsteps got louder heading our way. Definitely heavy, like a man’s, and wearing boots with a heel-to-toe gait. The foot falls of someone passed over the ceiling fan directly behind us making it visibly vibrate. My husband and I tracked it with our eyes.
The footsteps didn’t pause as they continued down the creaky three flights of stairs. We leaned over, staring to our left at the base of the staircase waiting for someone to appear. We were too stunned to even be alarmed. The last step creaked and then nothing. There was no one there.
My husband jumped up, turned to me and yelled, “See! That’s the same shit I’ve been hearing every night in this place!”
The lights stayed on. ~Carol
About the Author
Coral Russell won the 2003 McCaleb Peace Initiative which produced the non-fiction articles Peace on the Peninsula about South Korean’s view on reunification. After winning a fiction writing contest (a fluke), she caught the fiction bug. An encounter with something paranormal on a local ghost tour inspired her to start writing the ghost hunter series. Amador Lockdown as a Finalist in the Orangeberry Hall of Fame 2013 Best in Horror picked by the UK Quality Reading Book Club.
Her titles include: Sacrifice, Amador Lockdown, Devil of a Ghost Tour, Key to a Haunting, The DIY Guide to Social Media Marketing and eBook Publishing. Upcoming releases are: Possession and two new novels. You can contact Ms. Russell through her blog.
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