Slay Bells

  • Title: Slay Bells
  • Author: Joshua Calkins-Treworgy
  • ISBN: 9781611874853
  • Page: 429
  • Format: ebook
  • Slay Bells T was the night before Christmas when all through the house dark creatures came lurking to tear rend and gouge Tis the season once again and the jolly fat man Saint Nicholas himself must figure
    T was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, dark creatures came lurking, to tear, rend and gouge Tis the season once again, and the jolly fat man, Saint Nicholas himself, must figure out how he will contend with the dark denizens of Amelia City and deliver presents for the good little boys and girls These aren t spooks and critters left over from HallowT was the night before Christmas, when all through the house, dark creatures came lurking, to tear, rend and gouge Tis the season once again, and the jolly fat man, Saint Nicholas himself, must figure out how he will contend with the dark denizens of Amelia City and deliver presents for the good little boys and girls These aren t spooks and critters left over from Halloween these are beasts whose sole intent is to deliver slaughter Is there enough holiday magic up Santa s sleeve to stand victorious over them all A new entry in the worldwide, bestselling horror series Roads Through Amelia.

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      Published :2019-06-27T03:18:58+00:00

    About Joshua Calkins-Treworgy


    1. Joshua T Calkins Treworgy, author of the Roads Through Amelia series as well as the Tamalarian Tales and Bob the Zombie novels, has been working as an author in the fields of fantasy and horror genre fiction since 2007 Hailing from Angola, New York, he is 28 years old, and the father of two girls, Cassandra and Celina He also works closely with Robert Preece of Booksforabuck, his publisher for his fantasy and zombie novels.


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    1. Blurb: The moment he landed and ducked out of the fireplace, Santa knew there was something wrong. He looked slowly around the darkened living room of the two-story Brownstone, his eyes already adjusted to the dark. There was nothing there. No tree, no decorations, and most puzzling, no furniture. There was no indication that anybody even lived in this house. What there was, however, painted on the plain white wall across from him, was the outline of a chair in ocean blue. Above this was painted [...]

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