Leaves are falling, pumpkins are being carved and our willpower against sugary treats is being tested! There's only one thing that all of this could mean-- it's Halloween (or as we'll be calling it, HallowREAD)! The only way for bookworms like us to get into the spooky spirit is to read our favourite, most creepy books that should never be read in the dark! As we count down to one of the most anticipated nights of the year, each day I will be posting either a spooky, eerie, or super-natural type excerpt that makes scurrying under the covers seem like not such a bad idea!
My challenge for you: read a novel (or two!) that helps you get into the Halloween spirit and/or share your most scary bookish moments on your blog or in the comments below! It'll be a week full of creepiness, books and a GIVEAWAY that will give TWO of you the opportunity to win one of the seven books featured throughout the week! Stay updated on all of the fun using the hashtag #YAHallowRead on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook!
As the night owls would say, It's going to be a real HOOT :) !
Today's HallowRead excerpt comes from DECEPTION by Lee Nichols...
The mask felt surprisingly heavy. I rubbed the outside with my fingertips, the cheeks and forehead, then the inside. The part that touched the person's dead face. A shiver ran up my arm, a little thrill of horror as I felt the urge rising in me. Then I placed the death mask over my face.
The mask suctioned my skin like plastic wrap. My body began to tingle and I felt light-headed. I couldn't see and couldn't breathe and the world twirled away from me.
There was a great whooshing sound and I felt as though I were spinning. Around and around, until suddenly I stopped and could see again. I lay in an antique bed. My arms were withered like pitiful twigs and my skin had faded to cracked parchment. I was somewhere in the past. Someone else's past.
I smelled rot and sweat and cloying perfume. I couldn't speak or move, and this definitely wasn't my body cloaked under the terrible weight of memory, of frailty and disease. I felt claustrophobic and suffocated. I clawed at my cheeks and yanked the mask from my face.
That huge whooshing noise again, then I was alone-- still in the store, breathing heavily, the mask in my shaking hands. I plunged the eyeless plaster beneath the foam peanuts like I was trying to drown it. Then I dragged the box into the furthest corner of the storage room and slammed the door.
Two winners will each get to choose which book out of the seven featured during the week they'd like to receive as a prize.
Contest open internationally as long as the Book Depository ships to you (Not sure? Check here)!