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    Hideous: The Revenants
    Hideous: The Revenants
    Hideous: The Revenants
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    Hideous: The Revenants

    By Jason Wallace

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    What would you do if your great-great-grandfather wanted your body... so that he could make his "beloved" live again? Everyone thinks that Julia has gone insane, "just like her father." Unable to convince anyone, she takes matters into her own hands to stop the evil plans of the revenants haunting and taking over her life, before they can resurrect their spirits into bodies and wreak havoc on the world.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJason Wallace
    Release dateApr 20, 2015
    ISBN9781310077616
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    Jason Wallace

    Make sure to check out my other poetry at https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/jasonwallacepoetry. There are books on Amazon that are not shown here because they are offered through Kindle Unlimited. There are also books shown here that are not available on Amazon because they are free at all times. http://www.amazon.com/Jason-Wallace/e/B00JG37PVO/ref=sr_ntt_srch_lnk_1?qid=1399103321&sr=8-1 Jason Wallace is an Indie author from the Midwest, aspiring to bring his works to the masses and through this, bring joy into their lives. He has been writing for more than 20 years, mostly poetry, but since 2011, he has been writing novels and short stories, in various genres. Come check out my new page and see what's going on. https://www.facebook.com/thepageofauthorjasonwallace

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      Hideous - Jason Wallace

      Hideous: The Revenants

      By Jason Wallace

      Smashwords Edition

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      Jason Wallace on Smashwords

      Hideous: The Revenants

      Copyright © 2015 by Jason Wallace

      Chapter 1

      It was a very dark, gloomy day when Charles and Julia got married. It wasn't the overcast appearance of things that bothered the couple. It wasn't the darkness that pervaded every aspect of every waking second. There was so much more to it than could be explained. There was an eerie, forlorn, and domineering feeling to everything. It seemed as if something were present, something other than worldly, something so powerful and possessing such malicious intent that from the moment of opening their eyes, Charles and Julia felt watched, toyed with, and set against. When the time of the sun's normal rising came, it must have risen secretly, hidden behind such gray, dingy clouds that there would be little to no chance of it ever appearing in its full glory. The days seemed truly cursed.

      Before the sun had shown its weary head much, Julia rose from bed, knowing that she had far too much to do that day to stay in what would soon be her marital bed. Julia already felt it strange that she and Charles had lived together for so long, had shared a bed for all of that time, and especially, would see each other before the big moment. As she strode to the bathroom, Julia thought about all of this carefully and wondered if the day would not somehow be sabotaged by all of it. At five-thirty in the morning, no one focuses much on their surroundings or thinks things too odd or ominous, yet this feeling grew within Julia with each passing second. The longer that she thought about how important the day was and the things that she and Charles had already done, Julia feared. She feared that the day would not go well. She feared that she and her soon-to-be husband were somehow offending God. She feared that just the fear itself might be a sign that either it was all not meant to be or that things had to be made right for once.

      It was when Julia stepped from inside the bathroom and back into the living room that everything became too much to bear. Her worst feelings beckoned to be given credence. Her fear took full hold. Standing there in the faint shadow across the room, just beyond the reach of the furthest window, was an elderly woman, dressed all in black, her long, gray hair draped across her shoulders, her eyes downcast, her very appearance that of someone not ready for a wedding but instead, a funeral. The woman clutched, in her wrinkled and almost grotesque hands, a bouquet of flowers, but not a beautiful, radiant bouquet as one would expect. Rather, it was a bouquet that showed its age and decay as much as did the woman. With a long, sinewy, and decrepit finger, smeared about by the grasp of an encrusted and dirt-ridden glove, the old woman motioned for Julia to come to her.

      Come to me, child. I have flowers for you for your day.

      Julia, having already stopped completely, stood completely still, afraid to move, afraid to even blink. No. Who are you? How did you get in my house?!

      Come to me, child. The finger dangled, played, tormented, motioned, and called, without words.

      No, Julia screamed, loudly enough that Charles was startled awake, leaning up in bed, shaking his head violently, having no idea what he had just heard, from where, or uttered by whom. In confusion and general stupor, Charles reluctantly raised himself to the edge of the bed and gathered the necessary strength to pull himself up, forty-five minutes before his alarm was to sound.

      Charles was already on his way out of the bedroom and could faintly hear Julia's voice coming from a couple of rooms away. He heard no one else. It seemed quite normal to him to hear Julia talking to herself, especially when there was so much to do. Her choice of topic, however, befuddled her fiancée. What in the hell is she doing, Charles wondered to himself, stumbling about, bleary-eyed.

      Come to me, child, the old woman beckoned once more, freezing Julia entirely, her spine stiffened with cold, her blood seemingly ice.

      Shaking her head what little that she could, Julia still refused.

      Child, I have flowers for you for your day, the woman continued.

      B... B... Bring... Bring them to me, Julia finally stammered.

      I cannot. I cannot come into the light, my dear. Come to me, the woman called, her finger waving erratically, the shape of it resembling some kind of deathly token, a visage of life to come after the end of that of the present.

      It was at that time of shaking profusely, of wantonly begging her Creator for mercy from the dismal abyss of that moment that Julia was taken aback, rescued by her loving partner. Charles pulled Julia abruptly by the shoulder, nearly flinging her back due to her inability to control her body. As she began to fall, she was immediately caught in

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