Genre: Mature YA/ Horror/ Paranormal
Expected Publication Date: November 20th, 2018
Publisher: Unnerving Press
Mark is uprooted from his home and high school in the Twin Cities and forced to move with his family into a Victorian in Nowhere-ville. Busy with the relocation and fitting in, Mark’s parents don’t see what’s unfolding around them—the way rooms and left behind objects seem alive with a haunted past.
Of course, Mark keeps his ghostly encounters to himself, all the while sinking deeper into the house’s dark, alluring, and ultimately terrifying history. As romantic entanglements intensify, the paranormal activity escalates. Past and present come together. Everything is connected—from the bricks in the walls to the hearts beating in their chests, all the secrets of Fountain Dead are finally unearthed.
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Mark is not too happy his parents are forcing him to move to nowhere-ville. His mother wanted to move away from the Twin Cities to a place where everyone should live where the doors can be kept unlocked. Hence, the move to the middle of nowhere. But, the old Victorian home they have chosen to move to has secrets of its own. Secrets that lead Mark to discover as he tries to protect his family from the evil lurking inside. What happened to this old home that has the potential to destroy a family over one hundred years later?
Fountain Dead by Theresa Braun weaves a ghost a story that spans over one hundred years. Mark’s story is in the year 1988 and Emma in the 1860’s. Both stories interlock and verge into a stunning confrontation that pits both timelines together into one explosive finale.
I have always been fascinated with ghost stories and old Victorian homes. Homes that have history and a story to tell. There are quite a few old Victorian homes still left in my city that date back to the 1800’s. Imagine the stories they could tell! This is one of the reasons why I wanted to read Fountain Dead. We have an old house from the 1800’s and a ghost story befitting such a glorious estate. Sign me up!
To be honest, I really was not expecting this story to be quite as good as it turned out to be which really shocked me in a good way. I found myself really glued to the pages as I was reading through Emma’s story and trying to figure out how it is affecting Mark in the year 1988. This house sure does have its secrets. The backstory really held my attention and I found it quite fascinating as well as eerie at the same time. The things that went on in this home were atrocious. I really felt Emma was a great character and pretty independent given the time period. She lived by her terms even when faced with opposition from her family.
Mark is still trying to figure out his own sexuality. He left his friend Jack in the Twin Cities, a boy he was growing quite fond of. Still learning about himself, Mark doesn’t really know how to classify himself. He is a diverse character which is an added blessing as I don’t read enough books with diversity. I really loved his story as he learned about himself and his wants and needs. Even though he is young, he is not afraid. I mean sure, he is afraid, but he doesn’t run and hide and he looks at things head on. He has a strong love for his family and I could easily see he would do anything for them even at his own peril.
With any horror book one has to suspend belief to really enjoy the story. But, I found that this story to be more believable especially given what happened in the 1800’s and this house. Do I believe in ghosts and the paranormal? Sure do! I am convinced my own house is haunted. Which makes me want to say I probably should not have read this story in the evening because I think I may have freaked myself out a bit. Ugh!
I would also like to mention how nostalgic this book was for me. I grew up in the 80’s. I am showing my age here. Hah! References to heavy metal and playing records backwards with parents thinking it was the devil’s music, walkmans, Van Halen, and even the Television series The facts of Life. Now I have the theme song stuck in my head!
If you are a huge fan of ghosts stories and the paranormal then you will definitely want to pick up a copy of Fountead Dead. I absolutely LOVED this book and this is by far one of my favorite horror/paranormal books of the year. This is definitely a five star read!
Emma sensed the shockwaves of the earthquake before it struck. The air fizzled with rage.
If Sasha hadn’t run off to get married while Emma was away, the maidservant might’ve proven a heroic buffer to what was to come. Emma missed working alongside her assistant. Now even more than ever.
Emma’s underarms dampened, despite the chill seeping in through the windows. Her trembling hands fiddled with the tray of bandages, ointments, and miscellaneous implements as she mimicked organizing them. When would she get Jonathan alone to update him on her trip? She wondered if having already spoken to him would’ve done any good at the moment.
The door thwacked open.
Riley stormed into the room and menaced beside her.
She straightened her spine to avoid cowering.
His gravelly voice indicated a control of his anger. “Remember what I told you?”
As he neared, Emma’s knees locked, her eyes closed. Where was Jonathan? The entire house had fallen eerily still. God, where was Hugh? Was he ever returning home?
“You’re coming with me.”
His directive left no room for resistance.
“This is as good a time as any to tell you your precious brother’s dead. So you can get it out of your head that he’ll come rescue you. He ain’t ever coming back. And, Pa, well—”
Emma still hadn’t turned to acknowledge him. Even if she did, he’d merely be a haze of color through her tears. The need to know what happened to Hugh attacked her like a swarm of bees. A desperate sadness was the brutal sting. Could the news be accurate? Or was it the cruelest invention meant to debilitate her? She shamefully wished Riley had been the one to die. Tempted to rectify that, she lamented her pistol lay back in her bedroom.
When she didn’t move, he seized her by the arm.
Noticing her attention on the dark object in his other hand, Riley raised it to her face and twirled it between his fingers.
It was Jonathan’s pipe. Had he not taken it with him that next morning? Did Riley discover it in her room? Is that what this was about?
When her brother jerked Emma away, the tray of medical supplies crashed to the floor. Her feet stumbled along through the dining room, into the kitchen, and then down the stairs into the basement. The Mason jars of blood, fluids, and organs stared at her from the shelves, in commiseration, or condemnation. She couldn’t fathom either.
The metal door to the safe gaped wide like a broken jaw.
Her arms and fingers numbed.
Riley shoved her sidelong through the open maw, into the remnant of daylight within.
Praying he’d have a last minute change of heart, Emma faced him, her eyes pleading.
“You better not be carrying that red-devil’s spawn—or I’ll do you like I did that squaw. Don’t think I won’t.”
What was he talking about? One of his war atrocities? Could she be pregnant—the thought hadn’t occurred to her.
“Please,” she begged as the door banged shut, the light snuffing out.
“Think about what you’ve done, you whore.”
He spun the combination lock. The clatter and clicks equaled the lit fuse on a stick of dynamite.
Emma battered the door. “Let me out.”
Riley’s stifled yelling thundered on the other side.
“Please.” Her cheek smashed against the frigid iron.
The tramping of his boots overwhelmed her sobs.
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About the Author
Hmmm. What’s this? Looks like Ms. Braun left her computer on and her Goodreads bio open.
This should be fun.
What can we say about Theresa? I mean other than the fact that she’s weirdly obsessed with smiley faces :-). Like, seriously obsessed >:-*. It’s kinda scary :-O.
I think she thinks she’s from Renaissance England or Venice or something. I never could figure out which one it was. (She’s really bad at doing accents.)
She likes romance novels and crime TV, which are pretty much the same thing when you think about it. Ha! Am I right?
She has a hell of a singing voice. Seriously. It’s, like, seventh circle of hell bad.
She likes editing. A lot. Just wait till she get’s a load a this.
Cats. Shoes. Chips and salsa. In that order.
Yeah, that last part didn’t make sense to me either.
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