Dirty Girl By Alicia Dean
Genre: Horror
A tragic accident…A fateful decision…A horrific weekend they won’t soon forget…Everet Holcomb is cheating with his sister-in-law, Blair, and the two sneak off for an illicit out of town getaway. While driving down a dark country road, they hit something and are horrified to discover they’ve killed a young woman. Panicked, they bury the body instead of calling the police, knowing if their spouses learn of their affair, they’ll lose everything.When Everet’s son brings his new girlfriend home for his college graduation celebration, they notice that something about her seems…off. The odor of dirt emanates from her, but Everet and Blair are the only ones who can smell it. And when Everet almost chokes to death for no apparent reason, they start to wonder…have their misdeeds come back to haunt them?
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Excerpt:
Corbin guided her in with a hand at the small of her back. “Everyone, this is Mila Blackburn. Mila, meet my mom Madlyn my dad Everet, my Uncle Grady and Aunt Blair and my annoying sister Ariana.”
“Hey, jerk.” Ariana laughed and stuck out her hand. “I’m so happy to meet you. I’m excited you’re here. There’s so much to do, boating and swimming and kayaking and all kinds of things. You’re going to love it.”
Madlyn laughed. “Give the girl some breathing room, Ariana.” She held out her hand. “I’m Madlyn, Corbin’s mother. So pleased you could join us.”
The others introduced themselves, then it was Everet’s turn. He took the girl’s hand, and a shiver raced over his body. Her flesh was ice-cold, even though it was a warm June day. An odor emanated from her…something unpleasant…like damp earth.
Like the dirt they’d buried the poor girl in…
He shook himself mentally. It was just his guilty conscience. This girl was probably about the same age and was similar in size and coloring.
He went to pull back his hand, but her grip tightened almost imperceptibly, and he met her dark eyes. Something seemed to lurk in their fathomless debts. Some kind of secret knowledge…or accusation. He wanted to look away, but was unable to. Light flickered in the brown orbs and he saw a flash of a scene…just a brief moment but he could swear it was there. Headlights shining on trees, the glint of moonlight. Two figures—one thrusting a shovel into the dirt, the other holding a flashlight. The smell of dirt assailed him and, for a moment, he couldn’t breathe.
About the Author
Author Alicia Dean hails from Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plain, (sometimes gusting and twisting and ravaging down the plain…) She is from Moore, affectionately known as Tornado Alley, but now lives in Edmond.
She’s always wanted to be a writer and wrote her first romance at the ripe old age of ten. She still has the tattered, pencil-written copy of ‘Just Pretend,’ titled after one of her favorite Elvis Presley songs and featuring a hero who looks JUST like Elvis. (Have you guessed, she’s an Elvis fan?)
Other than reading and writing, her passions are Elvis Presley, MLB, NFL (she usually works in a mention of one or all three into her stories) and watching (or rewatching) her favorite televisions shows like Dexter, Vampire Diaries, Justified, and Breaking Bad. Some of her favorite authors are Michael Connelly, Dennis Lehane, Lee Child, Lisa Gardner, Ridley Pearson, and Jonathan Kellerman…to name a few.
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