Showing posts with label Afterlife. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Afterlife. Show all posts

9.23.2014

Have You Seen My Doppelganger?

Authors here at Untethered Realms write speculative fiction. It encompasses science fiction, fantasy, horror, paranormal and anything that pushes the boundaries of fictional belief. For most of us, including creatures in our writing is a must. It adds that suspension of disbelief flavor that so many specfic readers enjoy.
 
You name it, and we probably got it here at the Realms!
 
In my Afterlife novella series, I include ghosts, demons, shapeshifters, gardengoyles, shadow people and Doppelgangers. Of course, it wouldn't be fun or interesting if they didn't misbehave. 

Take Doppelgangers for instance.

A doppelganger is your double. Someone who looks like you, but isn't you. Every culture has a different twist on what it means to see your double. But whatever the culture, it is never a good sign and is often the harbinger of death.

In Second Death, their own doppelgangers tease and test the mettle of Indigo and Badger, intent on getting a rise out of them. They’re pros at mimicry. They took deeply seated desires and taunted the pair by turning something innocent into something...other than innocent.
 
It’s even said that doppelgangers have demonic qualities. So using them in Second Death was a bit of foreshadowing.

It should be clear by now that you do not want to see your own doppelganger. Or mine!

To set the scene for the following excerpt, here's what happened to Indigo and Badger. Indigo is drafted onto the Missing Paranormal Committee, which leads the gang to the Gertrude's Garden cotillion, the social center nightclub for paranormals. While following a trail of shadow people, they meet their trouble-making doppelgangers in a mirror. Now this is the real meaning of in through the looking glass


We smiled at our reflections.

Our reflections smiled back.

We laughed.

Our reflections laughed back.

Our reflections waved…

Wait.

I did not wave…so how…

I turned to Badger—he turned to me.

“What…did you…I didn’t…” Badger looked as freaked out as I felt.

We looked back at the mirror. Although no sound reached us, they were laughing at us! Having a good laugh, too, hanging on each other’s shoulders.

She stuck her tongue out at us.

He made an obscene hand gesture.

I sucked in a breath. My fists went to my hips. “Stop that!” 

Badger, the real one, frowned. “What are they?”

“Right off hand I’d say they’re doppelgangers. Our doubles.” An electrical current zipped up my spine and lodged at the base of my skull. Weren’t doppelgangers harbingers of death? And they were our doppelgangers, so did that mean they were harbingers of our own deaths? I shook my head. It was no time for fanciful imaginings. Gertrude’s Garden and the attached cemetery was nothing but death. That made more sense.

“Well, what are they doing here? What do they want with us?”

“Good question.” I ignored the thoughts that persistently tapped me on the shoulder. “Or more importantly, why are they purposely antagonizing us?”

“They are deliberately trying to get a rise out of us. I wonder why?” said Badger.

“Who are you?” I don’t know what her game was, but someone else wearing my face and body wasn’t cool.

She turned and kissed the Badger reflection right on the lips. A long, sensuous, face-sucking, tongue-wrangling kiss.

I gasped and took a step closer, a brief flicker of something like jealousy momentarily sparking my temper. Was he enjoying kissing her, er, me? I didn’t see him struggling...

Then she turned back to me and winked.

“Why you little…” The moment I touched the mirror, I fell through, Badger’s voice ringing in my ears. I face-planted on the other side, only seconds before Badger. I sat up, slightly in shock. What the heck just happened?

Badger sat up and rested his forearms on his knees. He cocked his head and raised his eyebrows at me. “I don’t suppose you have an explanation?” 

I gazed around the hall, no sign of our doppelgangers. A mirror image of the hall we just left, only bone-chillingly cold, looked back. I shivered. “Right off hand I’d say we fell through the rabbit hole.” And I sat spread eagle on the floor like a bumbling Alice.

 What do you think?
Could you take on a doppelganger?

Second Death
Book I
The Afterlife Novella Series
 
Cover by Corona Zschusschen


Tweetable Character Quotes from this excerpt:
I don’t know what her game was, but someone else wearing my face and body wasn’t cool. ~Indigo Eady
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“Why you little…” The moment I touched the mirror, I fell through...~Indigo Eady http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00N6TYPOE @UnRealms #paranormal #ebook
 
 
Blurb:
 
Second Death:
The Sabrina Shores spirit community is in crisis.
Ghosties are mysteriously disappearing at an alarming rate.
They’re simply…gone. A second death.
The clues are limited, but it’s clear that the one common factor is Gertrude’s Garden, the nightclub social center of the spirit community which just happens to adjoin the Sabrina Shores cemetery: the one place Indigo makes a point of not going. Ever. She has her reasons.
 
Indigo Eady:
Much to her chagrin, Indigo Eady is a celebrity among spirits. She’s the girl who can see and speak with them. She has a proven track record in helping spirits find their murderers, so it’s no surprise when she’s drafted onto the Missing Paranormal Committee. Who better to help them than the experienced teenage ghost whisperer- investigator and her friends?
 
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Blog Tour Stops:
(Book I)
(Yeah, I rub elbows with some awesome peeps!)
 
 
Ghostly Gallows available October 6th!
 
Secret Keepers available October 20th!
 
Giveaways!
 
  1. Everyone who comments here or at any of the stops during my Afterlife Blog Tour will be put into a drawing for FREE ebooks of Second Death, Ghostly Gallows and Secret Keepers. Five copies will be given away during the two week release period of each book.
  2. Everyone who leaves a review of any book in the Afterlife series by October 31, 2014 will be put in a drawing for a $25 Amazon gift card.
  3. Everyone who purchases the complete ebook set or boxed ebook collection set by the end of the Afterlife blog tour (by October 31, 2014) will be put in a drawing for a $25 Amazon gift card (boxed ebook set available October).
  4. A print book giveaway of the series will also be up for grabs - stay tuned for more details!
Send your purchase links with the heading "AFTERLIFE" in the subject line to GwenMGardner@cox.net to be entered into the drawings.
 
 
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4.17.2014

A - Z Blogging Challenge: O is for Orbs

The A to Z Blogging Challenge is underway!
If you haven't heard of it, check out the A to Z blog and join in the fun.
Here at Untethered Realms, we're taking on the Challenge as a group. Each day, one of us will be sharing with you a fantastical creature that may be from one of our books, a favorite movie, or something we just came up with as entertainment.
 
O is for Orbs
 
 
 
So, you think orbs are just the clear round spots that show up in the backgrounds of photographs? That they're possibly caused by specks of dust floating around?
 
Wrong!
 
In my Afterlife series, the orbs floating around headstones and throughout the cemetery have much more on their, erm, minds, than photo-bombing people's photographs. They're colorful and hypnotic. Enticing, in a siren-luring-ships-against-the-rocks sort of way. They're found where the dead meet the living and everything in between. That's when the merry chase begins. They've held more than one paranormal enthralled for their own devious purposes.
 
But what do they want?
 
Read the first book in the series, Second Death, to find out.

4.11.2014

A - Z Blogging Challenge: J is for Jinn

The A to Z Blogging Challenge is underway!
If you haven't heard of it, check out the A to Z blog and join in the fun.
Here at Untethered Realms, we're taking on the Challenge as a group. Each day, one of us will be sharing with you a fantastical creature that may be from one of our books, a favorite movie, or something we just came up with as entertainment.

 
 
J is for Jinn.
  
I came across the idea of Jinn while writing the first book in my Afterlife novella series called Second Death. While the word Jinn is related to the better known Genie, they're actually miles apart in meaning. We all know if you find and rub the magic lamp, a genie will emerge and grant you three wishes. But Jinn are at once more complicated and more sinister than that. While made of smokeless fire, they can take different forms (dogs, cats, snakes, birds, dragons), including human and can also inhabit an existing human, much like a demon. They can be good, bad or indifferent.

But here's what I find even more interesting than the Jinn themselves; the atmosphere in which they live.  According to Wikipedia, they "inhabit an unseen world in dimensions beyond the visible universe of humans." A world just like the human world, with a hierarchical lineage, communities, schools, etc. This information set the synapses in my imagination every which way...

What was the result?

The cemetery in Second Death, or more specifically the abandoned old dilapidated building on the cemetery property. What's different about it? It transforms into Gertrude's Garden, a gathering place for paranormals, including ghosts, jinn, kitsoon and shadow people. A place where all dimensions can gather in a neutral atmosphere, with a nightclub-like setting. Time doesn't exist there, as my characters found out when they emerged several hours later to discover only fifteen minutes had passed.

And fair warning: never, ever, drink the punch!