Rotting Souls: Scary Supernatural Horror with Monsters (Banshe...

The dead return for vengeance…Benton Bertrand is no ordinary teenager. He is a banshee -- cursed with the ability to sense death and see through the eyes of killers. Benton’s powerful scream can destroy supernatural evil. And it’s about to be put to the test…Recovering from their last ordeal, Benton and his friend Nicole are horrified to discover a young girl plagued by malevolent spirits. Piece by piece, the helpless child’s body is harvested by an unseen presence. Using his para-normal abilities, Benton zeroes in on the vicious fiends stalking her: a ghostly pair of serial killers, led by a man whose blood is on Nicole’s hands.As the reluctant teens struggle to banish these murderous spirits, Nicole must confront her lack of remorse for the life she has taken. She killed in self-defense, she had no choice. Or so she tells herself.But her victims feel otherwise. Death has transformed these two hungry souls into something far more dangerous. Now, these undead killers stalk the night, eager to make Nicole pay.And their reign of terror has only just begun…

From the Inside Flap

Nicole stifled a yawn. Her picnic basket swung from her arm, rattling the assortment of cookies that filled it as she moved about the bustling room. Everything had a silver lining. For the Slaughs, it was that everyone had embraced the concept of generosity. Every blood drive was an exercise in organized chaos. It was her job to control the flow of people. For reasons she couldn't fathom, the nurses refused to let her do the stabbing part. "Make yourself comfortable, Ms. Long Fisher," she beamed to the middle-aged woman. "The nurses will be with you soon." A quick glance and she was on her way to Mr. Smoke. "Ready for your cookie?" The old mechanic was peering hungrily into her picnic basket before she could finish the sentence. "What have you got for us this time?" She plucked out a key lime pie cookie with a flourish. "Don't worry. I remembered your favorite." The man took it with a grin. He patted her on the head as he moved towards the door. A flush of pride swept through her, helping to fight off her fatigue for just a little longer. Turning around, she was about to call the next donor over when there was a sudden crash. The single level hospital didn't have an excess of space. The emergency room entrance was just down the hall. And the corridor devoted to it ran the length of the room, visible through a series of windows. Staff rushed past. A blur of white coats and pink scrubs crowded around a trembling gurney. A gargled scream tracked the progression. Frantic. Panicked. A roar that made terror roll through Nicole's veins. She moved without thought, sprinting across the room to catch a glimpse of what was coming. Through the crush of bodies, she caught a glimpse of the patient. Amy Black Bear. Horror distorted the young girl's features. But that wasn't what stopped Nicole in her tracks. Nicole's stomach dropped. She barely heard the cries and whispers that swept through the crowd like wildfire. The medical workers swept the sobbing girl down the hall and out of sight. But the image of her remained, burned into Nicole's mind. Someone took her eyes.

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