Victoria Roder Presents: The Dream House Visions And Nightmares

Dear Reader,

I live in a hundred-forty year old house farm house, and if I thought every unusual sound was from the beyond, I would have moved out long ago. Interest in spirits has been around since the beginning of time, but it has been brought to the forefront by the fascination of ghost hunting reality shows. With my own interest in the paranormal, I have recently joined Foothill Paranormal Investigations of California:

http://www.meetup.com/Footfhill-Paranormal-Investagi/?a=wm1_gn

I have been named an honorary member, since living in Wisconsin makes it difficult for me to attend meetings or the paranormal investigations. I am hoping that someday I will be able to join the group on an investigation. Although I can write spine tingling sequences of a ball bouncing down the street leaving blotches of blood, a decaying, maggot infested owl squishing under foot, and walking across decaying human bones─I’ll probably be shaking in my boots and wanting to hold someone’s hand through the investigation.

My paranormal romance, The Dream House Visions and Nightmares received the highest rating of BEST BOOK on The Long and Short of it Reviews. It is a murder mystery wrapped in a paranormal ghost story. Recurring dreams of a house Hope Graham's family rented when she was a child, taunt her nights with images of a woman in a bloody nightgown pleading for help. Dream sequences of children metamorphosing into rats, blood spewing out of windows, and walking across decaying bones, foretell of sins of the past and forewarn of danger in the present. In an attempt to end the agony of her sleep deprivation, Hope travels to her hometown...only to discover that the truth can be more frightening than a nightmare.

The Dream House Visions and Nightmares, by Victoria Roder, Asylett Press 2009.

Excerpt:

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I looked up and down the dimly lit street. There was no evidence of life. Nor were there any sounds. No dogs barking. No horns honking. No children playing. Nothing. I focused on the house-on its paneless windows, weathered boards and dilapidated porch sinking into a sea of overgrown grass and weeds-and nausea overcame me as an overwhelming moldy odor permeated the air. The look of the house didn’t make my skin crawl; it was the essence of it.

I watched the dilapidated house-it moved closer. Perhaps it lured me to it. I began to shiver. I looked down at the white cotton nightgown that I wore. Silk embossed flowers decorated the bodice. I was still straining to hear a sound when I realized, blood had saturated my gown until it had become a second skin.

I felt a tug on my gown. I looked down-Rae’s hair cascaded over her face as she clasped my hem through the fence. She pleaded, “Please, help me, please. Can’t you hear my children screaming?”

I struggled to get away…

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To read an excerpt from my Champagne Books April 2010 Action Thriller release, Bolt Action. visit me at:

www.victoriaroder.com

The Dream House Visions and Nightmares is available at:

www.asylettpress.com

And Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/Dream-House-Visions-Nightmares/dp/1934337641/ref=pd_rhf_p_t_2