Viktor – An insight!

Dead of July (Small)

Viktor never knew love. He was used by Marianna, his mother in ways you can’t even imagine, ways I can’t bring myself to write about. She was a monster! In the late seventies, when Vlad, Viktor’s  father was killed by a competing crime family, Marianna took revenge and then fled to Germany with her two sons, Viktor and Yuri. She became the Queen of a lucrative criminal world. A smart organized woman, she changed her business to suit the needs of the underworld. She traded guns, secrets and worst of all, women. No women is not the right word, she bought and sold young girls.

In her youth she was beautiful to look at, and took lovers as and when she pleased, male or female, it didn’t matter. If they pleased her she kept them for a while. If they didn’t satisfy her needs, they simply disappeared.

Marianna’s lifestyle caused her to age badly. Too much vodka, cocaine and sleepless nights turned her beautiful face into a grotesque mask. Willing lovers became few and far between, so she took her pick from the men who worked for her, and the young girls she traded. They were unwilling partners, and many were never seen again.

Yes Viktor was evil, but his mother was much worse, she was the Devil.

I love you Dad – I want to be with you.

shadows“Get away from me,” I cried.

Shadows moved around the room with ever-changing shapes. It was cold, so very cold. Surrounded by evil laughter and whispers, I sank to my knees and buried my head in my hands, preparing to die.

“Take me if you must, take my life, but stop hurting the people I love.”

A voice that must be a thousand years old spoke from thin air. “Oh, I’m not done with you yet.”

I clung to my clothes, which I felt were being tugged from my body. “In the name of Jesus Christ, please leave me alone.”

“Jesus can’t save you now, anyway you don’t even believe in him. When you die, you’ll join me, I’m preparing you. You will be my new apprentice, my new toy. I think you’re almost ready. When I take you, it will be spectacular.”

The laughter faded and the room warmed up. When she takes me? Her apprentice?

What the hell was I dealing with? All I’d seen was a dark angel with evil eyes. I still wondered if she was part of my imagination. Did my accident and my coma cause brain damage? I hoped Jeff would come back soon, I didn’t want to put him in harm’s way, but I needed him badly. I opened another bottle of wine, knowing I shouldn’t, but wanting to drink my way into oblivion.

Lucy, Lucy, don’t drink anymore.”

Where did that sound come from? I went to the window and looked outside. The street was empty.

Don’t drink, be strong, and fight back.”

Although the voice was distorted it was my father who spoke to me. Looking at his photo on the mantel, I took a deep breath and put down my glass.

“You can fight this, trust me, your mum needs you, don’t leave her, it would destroy her. Fight back.”

“Dad I love you,” I sobbed “I want to be with you.”

No, believe me,  you don’t want to be here!”

The temperature dropped again and an awful bone chilling noise shook the house. Surely it came from the bowels of the earth.

“Dad!” I yelled, but he was gone.

“Don’t you dare hurt him anymore, leave him be.” I screamed.

I pulled my clothes tightly around me, trying to stay warm. “I’ll do whatever you want, just leave my dad alone. Let him rest in peace.”

The shadows disappeared and the room began to warm up. I sat motionless on the sofa, afraid to move, terrified of what my dad suffered even after death.

 

Lucy suffers in this story, but in Dead of July , Sheila, a young British Army wife struggles with evil. Also available on Smashwords.

Dead of July by Sandra Thompson

 

The British Army in Germany

A German Ghost Story

A German Ghost Story

An unexpected scene greeted me when I drove onto Camp 7. Military police were stationed at the gates checking every vehicle entering camp. At first I thought there was another bomb scare, but then I saw soldiers and military policemen surrounding my van. What on earth is going on, I asked myself. After parking up I walked across to see what the problem was and could hardly believe my eyes when I saw my lovely bright yellow van covered with graffiti. Sonia, my boss, came bustling over to me.

“Oh dear me, what a mess,” she said wringing her hands.  “No driving for you today; you can help in the restaurant instead. I can’t believe someone did this to your van especially being as its parked military property, the nerve of it. Have you upset anyone Sheila? Who would do this?”

The abuse was painted in on my van in thick black strokes and was directed at the British Army and British people in general. “Dirty English Pigs” and “Army Bastards,” were the least offensive epithets. Many of the phrases were written in German and beyond my comprehension. But the swastikas were the last straw. I turned away, not wanting to look anymore.

“Whoever did this must be really pissed off about something. I hope their anger isn’t directed at me,” I said, as I looked back at abomination.  The insults stunned me.

Sonia put her arm around my shoulders and said, “Don’t worry, love. You won’t have to look at this much longer. The REME lads are going to repaint it. It may take a couple of days, but it will soon be as good as new. Do you have any idea at all who could have done this?”

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THE KISS!

A German Ghost Story

A German Ghost Story

 

Viktor is an evil Russian who is determined to ruin Sheila’s life in my new novel……..

Les stood up, knocking his chair over as he did. “Kissed you? Okay this has gone too far. If you don’t report him I will. KISSED YOU!”

“It wasn’t a provocative kiss. It was a scary one. He bit my lip. He just wanted to scare me. There was another man with him, behind the car. I didn’t get a good look at him, but he was the one who looked more like Viktor,” I said, trembling as I thought about it.

“Okay, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout. I don’t want anyone kissing you but me. I just saw red. You have talked to the Military Police haven’t you?”

“I haven’t told them everything, but it’s time I did. It’s been hard coming to grips with this. I didn’t mean to keep anything from you.” I started to cry.   Click on book cover to purchase from Amazon.

 

 

AND SO THIS IS CHRISTMAS – AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?

Christmas seems to come around quickly now. Is it because I am getting old?

Every year I look back and look at my achievements. More often than not I am disappointed and always vow to do better next year.

What have I done this year? I finally finished my novel. On the grand scale of world events, that isn’t a big deal, but in my world, its huge. What makes it even better is the fact people are reading and enjoying it.

I didn’t write my book to make a fortune, merely to entertain, to leave my mark on the world. Its my legacy. It would be nice to make a little money in the process, but if I don’t, I still fulfilled my ambition. If you decide to give it a try, please, please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. Eager for feedback and reviews on Amazon. Happy Christmas everyone.

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A German Ghost Story

A German Ghost Story

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The Journey of an Indie Author

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We pick up a book and we read it. It takes us away from reality. It’s an escape, an adventure. Until I became a writer, I never realized just how much was involved in putting together that escape. The adventure doesn’t just happen.

In 2009 I started writing my first novel, which I originally referred to as ‘A Walk in the Park’ because the story started with a walk in the park. As I continued to write, the title became, ‘The Evil Russian’, but that didn’t do my story justice either. Eventually, with the help of a friend, I named my story ‘Dead of July’. Yes the story is set in July and the title just fit.

When I finished writing I sent my story to an editor. Unfortunately one year (and six hundred dollars later) she wasn’t even half way through. What a shame, I trusted her. I learned my lesson the hard way, but managed to find a wonderful content editor I knew I could trust. She managed to edit my book in a couple of weeks, and did a GREAT job. I took her advice and used more colorful words. I brought the characters to life.

After re-reading I send my manuscript to two beta readers. The story was still a mess, but they waded in and gave me a report on what they liked and didn’t like about my story. I studied their comments and made the necessary changes.

Next the book went to a copy editor. He made short work of reading the manuscript and fixing typos, grammar etc., and sent a lovely neat manuscript back to me. What next? Lay out of course. I burned the midnight oil as I worked with my patient publisher. She was patient and a great teacher. She made my book look pretty with different typefaces. It took a while, but we got there.

Ready to publish…..NO!

Next the book had to go to a proof reader. A lovely lady who said my story was just wonderful. We got together and went through all 256 pages to make more grammatical corrections. I re-read the book and still found typos. Was I bored yet, was I over it? NO! I was loving it. I was turning my manuscript into something beautiful, something to be proud of.

So when I was finally happy with the layout and the book cover, the time had com to load my manuscript onto ‘Create Space’, my paper back was ready to go. Was I done? NO! I had to send the pretty new manuscript to the nice man who did the eBook layout. When he was finished, I was SO nervous about screwing things up, I had him load it onto Amazon for me.

The whole process of producing my first novel took over three years. Everyone who read my book during the editing, beta reading etc. told me just how much they enjoyed the story.

Now I need to convince the world it is worth reading…..my next adventure is MARKETING. Not sure how to get everyone’s attention, but I am certainly going to try. If you want to give an Indie Author a leg up…..BUY THE BOOK and then give me a lovely review on Amazon.

I worked very hard on this book, not just for me, but for you. I love reading a good story, escaping into a different world and I hope when you read my book, you will find yourselves in the head of a young British Army wife living in Germany in 1982. I hope you feel fear, pain and laughter. Give it a try and let me know what you think.

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A German Ghost Story

A German Ghost Story

PS. It would make a great stocking stuffer!

 

Germans, an Evil Russian and the British Army

dead-of-july-small4-color-13.jpgIt took me over a year to write my novel ‘Dead of July’. I have postponed the release date three times. Why? Because I want to make sure the ending is as good as the story.

How many times have you read a good book, only to be disappointed at the ending?

What is my book about? Evil Russians, Germans, British Soldiers, the 1982 FIFA World Cup Final, and the adventures of a young British Army wife living in Dortmund, Germany.

“You are going to pay for what you did,” he said with a heavy, guttural accent. “You will never be rid of me.” His fingers crawled around to the back of my head, pulling me toward him. I was too terrified to move. He leaned forward through the window so our faces were touching and kissed me roughly on the lips, biting me as he did so. The smell of his stale breath made me want to vomit and I jerked my head away from him

I hope this leaves you hungry for more.

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TO BE RELEASED LATER THIS YEAR

Russians, Germans and the odd British Squaddie

dead-of-july-small4-color-13.jpgIt took me over a year to write my novel ‘Dead of July’. I have postponed the release date three times. Why? Because I want to make sure the ending is as good as the story.

How many times have you read a book and loved every word, but been disappointed by the way it ended? I am not saying my ending is weak, but if it is, I am sure my editor will tell me. She is almost there.

What is my book about? Evil Russians, Germans, British Soldiers, the 1982 FIFA World Cup Final, and the adventures of a young British Army wife living in Dortmund, Germany.

Below is a snippet for your reading pleasure.

“You are going to pay for what you did,” he said with a heavy, guttural accent. “You will never be rid of me.” His fingers crawled around to the back of my head, pulling me toward him. I was too terrified to move. He leaned forward through the window so our faces were touching and kissed me roughly on the lips, biting me as he did so. The smell of his stale breath made me want to vomit and I jerked my head away from him.

This must surely be Viktor. This man was evil, pure evil. I threw the car into reverse in a desperate attempt to escape. He moved too quickly for me and stood behind the car, smirking at me through the back window. My hand trembled as I shifted into first, but before I could pull away, he appeared in front of me again. How could he move so fast? 

DEAD OF JULY

TO BE RELEASED JULY 2013

I hope this leaves you hungry for more.

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PARTYING POLTERGEIST?

AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!

I found this under ‘Watercooler Stories’ at UPI.com and had to share. I made me chuckle.

 

Woman blamed party noises on ghost

HULL, England, April 9 (UPI) — Neighbors of a British woman who was evicted for ignoring a noise abatement order said she claimed the constant party sounds were caused by a “poltergeist.”

Leanne Fennell, 20, who was evicted from her Hull, England, home and ordered to pay $586.86 in fines and $793 in legal costs to the Hull City Council, told neighbors who complained about the late-night loud music that a party-loving specter was behind the noise, The Sun reported Monday.

“She told us a poltergeist would keep switching the music on really loud when she was in bed,” said a neighbor who asked not to be named. “Some of the neighbors had a terrible time. There were always bottles and bottles of wine and cider just chucked in the garden.”

“She had at least four huge bonfires to burn some of the rubbish that was in there,” the neighbor said. “Some people complained and then she was warned by the council, but she didn’t listen. Eventually, it went too far and we’d had enough.”

Hull Magistrates’ Court found Fennell guilty of four breaches of the noise abatement notice and failing to abide by another notice ordering her to remove the trash from her garden.

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Watch out for my upcoming novel ‘Dead of July’ (Preview) Dead of July which will be released later this year. It is currently being edited. I am having so much fun with this 1982 Russian Mafia/British Military/German Ghost Story that I know you will enjoy it too. Happy Reading (and Ghost Hunting).