Saturday, 5 July 2014


Yesterday saw the re-release of a revised and re-edited version of Going Under, previously published with Silver. I have two shiny copies to give to two lucky commenters - who will be chosen at random by my glamorous assistant next Saturday. All you have to do is tell me your favourite horror movie and don't forget to LEAVE YOUR EMAIL in the comment. Happy commenting!

Battered by unseen forces, Evan Griffin finally seeks help. Paranormal investigator Ross Stone is captivated. Dare he get close to Evan when he’s fighting his own demons?
Evan Griffin moved into his remote country house with all the excitement and promise of a new start... until the strange noises began. When the ghostly attacks become physical, he is left bruised and battered and desperate for help.
When Evan walks into the offices of paranormal investigators, Knight & Stone, Ross Stone is dumbfounded by the injuries the man bears. Injuries Evan insists were caused by an unseen assailant in his own home. Something in the man's eyes tugs at Ross' heartstrings. 
Does he dare risk getting close to Evan when 
Ross is fighting his own demons?
Reader Advisory: This books contains scenes of violence and references to past abuse.
Publisher's Note: This book was previously released by another publisher. 
It has been considerably expanded, revised and re-edited for release with 
Totally Bound Publishing.

Pulling open the curtains to let in the morning light, Evan Griffin gazed out of 
the glass pane at the rolling hills surrounding his house on every side. His house. 
It sounded good in his head. New house and new beginning. He wondered how 
he could be anything but happy here. It was perfect—almost. But he wouldn’t 
think about Mack now—couldn’t. If he let himself walk that road, he’d end up 
in a useless heap on the floor, and those boxes wouldn’t unpack themselves.

Lost in his thoughts, he opened the first box and began to sort through the linen 
he found there. Halfway to the linen closet, he was stopped in his tracks by a 
loud bang. “Fuck,” he hissed, dropping the curtain and padding onto the floor. 
He listened intently for a moment and, hearing nothing, he bent to pick up the 
items he’d dropped. Then he heard it again, coming from the bathroom. 
Swallowing, an uneasy feeling unfurling in his belly, he opened the bathroom 
door and looked around the room. Everything seemed in place. His toiletries 
were on the shelf in a large shoebox and the stack of towels he’d unpacked 
yesterday were still sitting in the bone-dry tub.

The tub was one of the things that had attracted Evan to the property. It was 
huge, and with him at six foot one in his bare feet, a tub that he could actually 
stretch out in was something of a novelty. It sat in the middle of the room on claw 
feet with old-fashioned steel faucets and the head end higher than the foot end, 
like something seen in a Victorian lady’s boudoir. The white porcelain was 
cracked a little with age and he would have to repaint the underside with some 
specialized paint, but he didn’t care. The proportions of the room and the 
grandeur of the fittings, albeit a little worn, were what had clinched the deal. Slam!

“Jesus Christ,” he spat, spinning around to find the bathroom door shutting him 
off from the rest of the house. His heart pounded frantically when there was another 
crash, and he spun around again to see the large casement window at the end of the 
room banging in the wind. “For fuck’s sake, Griffin,” he admonished himself, walking 
over to the window, pulling it shut and securely latching it. “It’s an old house. The 
window was open which made the first slam, then the centrifugal force created by the 
window and the door being open, caused the second.”

He stopped in front of the mirror he had hung above the basin the day before and ran 
his hands through his shaggy hair, scratching his scalp with blunt nails. “If you’re going 
to think that every knock, creak and bang is something sinister, you might as well pack 
up and go back to the city right now.” He shook his head at his reflection before turning 
on his heel and crossing the room to open the door. “And stop talking to yourself,” he 
added with a smile. He firmly closed the door behind him and headed back to the 
bedroom to get dressed.

* * * *

“You think moving houses can get rid of me, Evan?” She watched from her 
seat on the deep windowsill as the man moved around the bedroom. 
“You always were stupid.” She clenched her hands into fists as rage bubbled 
inside her. Narrowing her gaze, she smiled in satisfaction as Evan rubbed his 
hands together to warm them

“What’s wrong, Evan? Cold?” She gripped the wet strands of her hair and 
hissed through her teeth. “Not as cold as me! But you will be…you will be. 
I’m not going anywhere until you and everyone you love has paid for 
what you did.”


  1. The shining

  2. My favorite horror movie is The Exorcist. I remember sneaking in to the theater, with my best friend, to see it when it came out. We were underage (12) when it came out. Scared the ever-loving cr*p outta me!! Had nightmares for weeks.

    Congrats on the re-release of Going Under!


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  3. I'm not really a horror movie person but I still remember Poltergeist

  4. My favorite horror movie is the original Alien movie.

  5. I am not a horror film fan. I get too immersed in movies and I find myself scared out of my wits. The scariest film I recall seeing was The Excorcist, tho in fact I wasn't able to sit through the whole move and waited out in the lobby. To this day I still haven't watched the whole thing. ardent(dot)ereader(at)gmail(dot)com

  6. I'm not a big horror movie fan but I remember as a kid my cousin made me watch The People Under the Stairs and it terrified me. Even now looking back on it, it is a terrifying movie. :)

  7. I don't know about favorite, but when I saw the original Nightmare on Elm Street in the theater as a teenager, I was terrified for days.

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  8. My "favorite" has to be Poltergeist. That one will always get another watch from me when it comes on television. As for one that scared the bejeebers out of me, "Event Horizon" from 1997 with Laurence Fishburne and Sam Neill. Scared the ever loving crap out of me.


  9. I love The Shining but also the original Carrie. That final scene when the hand comes out of the rubble scared the crap out of me as a kid and was the basis for all shocker endings for horror movies since then.

  10. My favorite horror movie is I Am Legend with Will Smith, although The Tooth Fairy still gives me shivers!
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  11. a nightmare on elm st. it has to the best horror film the part where the girl drops from the ceiling amazing

  12. I'm not really into horror movies but Saw freaked me out. Thanks for the giveaway.

  13. I do not watch very many horror but one that really bothered me was Leprechaun.

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  14. My first horror film is still one of my favorite films: The Wizard of Oz. First, the twister, the munchkins hidden in the bushes, the disappearing ruby slippers and then the feet curling up, the Wicked Witch of the West, and, of course, the flying monkeys.

    As for a film possibly more in the genre, The Others is brilliant.

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  15. Loved the excerpt - I can't watch horror films! An old boyfriend tried to get me to watch Chainsaw Massacre years ago and I was so freaked out he turned it off. :) Thanks for the chance at winning a copy of this revised edition.

  16. Oh I have such a vivid imagination & I have cannot watch true horror movies, such as Halloween and even have to avoid more darker Sci-Fi films like the original Planet of the Apes or Soylent Green. The only horror films I can nearly enjoy are ones with a comic element like Tremors or Young Frankenstein :)

    I would love to win a copy of this book and I love the cover, thanks Lisa and her very capable assistant :D (email is slholland 30 (at) outlook (dot) com)