The Girl from the Woods by Chris Keane w/ giveaway @KeaneFiction

The Girl from the Woods by Chris Keane w/ giveaway @KeaneFiction

The Girl from the Woods

Chris Keane
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Pennant Collective
Date of Publication: April 25th, 2017
ISBN: 978-0692832172
ASIN: B06X9Y715F
Number of pages: 144
Word Count: 43,000
Cover Artist: Nick Kiefer
Book Description:
It’s summertime and the last place 19-year-old Dante Elton wants to be is at his grandmother’s in rural upstate New York. But it’s exactly where his parents dump him, as they jet off to Europe. Without a car, cell service, or even basic television, there is nothing to do but wander around the nearby woods just as he had as a small child…
There he meets sexy—and slightly older—Angie Sewall while on a hike. On the surface, she’s a devoted daughter
content to be single while she manages her father’s medical practice. Yet deep down, Angie is bored and heartbroken…and is harboring some special gifts that she keeps secret from her father and their backwoods community.
When Dante’s grandmother’s health declines, he reaches out to Angie’s father for help, only to uncover the good
doctor’s dark side. When Dante confides in Angie, it drives a spike into their budding relationship. He’s left to wonder if he’s all alone in his quest to save his grandmother

Excerpt 2 (Book Opening):

She stood before Dante, tall and beautiful in a white tank top and tight black jeans. Fiery waves of red hair caressed her face. Streams of blue light shot from the tips of her fingers. Her large breasts jutted out. Down below, between perfectly sinuous hips, her triangular region— glowed deep purple.

Dante moved his mouth, unable to make any kind of vocalization, no matter how hard he tried. His limbs felt frozen, netted in some alien force field. Who are you? The girl smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, brushing over his short, scrawny body. He felt her sweet, warm breath on his cheek as she leaned in closer for a kiss. Electricity pulsed through his underwear as her full lips enveloped his half-open mouth with a wet kiss — his first. Faint music played in the distance, but he couldn’t make out the words. This is heaven.

A sharp needle pierced his bony arm. Dante winced in pain as the girl floated upward. THUD! He had taken a brutal punch from some invisible location. He held his stomach gasping for air. His eyelids opened. The girl was gone. Dante was back in his small bedroom looking up at his older brother, Kurt. “Wake up, Dainty!”

His brother scooped him off the bed and body-slammed him to the ground. Before Dante even had a chance to get up, Kurt plopped his butt on Dante’s chest, laughing hysterically.

“I can’t breathe!” Dante rasped.

“If you couldn’t breathe you wouldn’t be able to talk. Moron!” Kurt replied coldly as Dante kicked his feet and flailed his arms.

“Mom! Dad! HELP!” Dante pleaded.

“They can’t save you this time!” Kurt sneered.

“What’s going on?” Dante whined. “Where are Mom and Dad?”

Kurt slowly brought himself to his feet and stared down at Dante with a sardonic smile. “You’re not gonna like it.”

Dante darted out of his bedroom door like a startled deer, slipping and sliding on the newly-waxed hardwood floor. As he rounded the corner toward the stairs, he lost his footing and tumbled all the way to the bottom. For a minute he lay there motionless, holding his right ankle and panting. “Shit…” Slowly, he pushed himself off the ground, trying to keep the weight from his feet. He leaned on the banister, screaming at the top of his lungs. “WHERE ARE THEY?”

He scanned the kitchen for any sign of life. The windows were all closed, with the shades drawn. The table was clear. The sink was empty. The family dog was gone. A lonely, typed letter was pasted to their enormous silver-plated refrigerator.

Boys,

By the time you read this we will be on a lush green hilltop in the emerald isle playing golf! I’m sorry it had to come to this. I’m sorry to just sneak off, but you both have been quite a handful the last year or so. Not to mention all the years prior where we had to sacrifice our time and finances to try to raise you right. What did we get? KURT! I don’t even have to explain what a disappointment you have been. Since you graduated high school FIVE years ago all you’ve done is party it up. Way to go! We expect you to have a job and find a place to live other than here by the time we return.

Dante, until we return, you will be summering at your grandmothers. I’m DONE WITH BEING YOUR MAID! You have not shown the tiniest bit of responsibility. You’ve ignored my repeated requests to take out the garbage, clean your plate, clean your room, or simply turn on a load of your laundry. YOU ARE A NINETEEN-YEAR-OLD INFANT!

Love,

Mom

 

On the back there was a barely legible note, scribbled in black ink. “Boys, you should be shot. Dad”

“No!” Dante screamed, his voice cracking.

 

About the Author:

Chris is a graduate of Rutgers University and studied the art of storytelling at Gotham Writers’ Workshop in New York City. Chris’ first publication, “Loot,” became a bestselling Kindle Short Read, in the category of Young Adult Fiction.
“Loot,” set on Halloween in 1977, tells the tale of three boys who skip Halloween to hunt for cash to purchase an Atari in an old farmhouse belonging to one of their deceased aunts. Adventure ensues in his coming-of-age tale in the spirit of
Stand by Me and The Goonies.
In addition to authoring prose, Chris is a screenwriter. In 2013 he wrote the screenplay for a short film, The Baseball Card, about three twelve-year old boys who fight over a Don Mattingly baseball card during the summer of 1984. The Baseball Card was an official selection of the Garden State Film Festival, Hoboken International Film Festival, and Maryland International Film Festival in 2014.
The Girl from the Woods is his debut novel.

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