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Then Comes the Child [MultiFormat]
eBook by Angeline Hawkes & Christopher Fulbright
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eBook Category: Horror
eBook Description: Dennis and Alison Walker will do almost anything to have a child. Their woeful yearning even touches the lives of their friends; so much so, that while on a writing assignment in Benin, friend and co-worker, Wesley, purchases a stone fertility fetish from a Voodoo priest as a gesture of hope. Hope isn't the only thing that Dennis brings into the house with Wesley's gift. Then comes the child longed for, prayed for, and desperately desired. But is little Jamie everything that Dennis and Alison have ever wanted?
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Carnifex Press, 2006
Fictionwise Release Date: March 2008
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [334 KB], eReader (PDB) [95 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [78 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [71 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [97 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [139 KB], hiebook (KML) [203 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [121 KB], iSilo (PDB) [65 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [81 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [109 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [113 KB]
Words: 24645 Reading time: 70-98 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Adobe Acrobat (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

"In real life, I'd say never trust a voodoo fertility statue ... at least if you want to avoid unexpected consequences. But in the prose of Fulbright and Hawkes, sex and demons go together like Jack and Coke. Drink up, because this is a bloody buzz you won't want to end!"--John Everson, Bram Stoker Award-winning author of Covenant
"'Then Comes the Child' is a wild, wonderful voodoo horror thrill ride that grips the reader by the throat and doesn't let go until the last word of the last page. It's a story filled with sex, blood, and baby toys. Damien, meet Jamie. You two would make a lovely couple!"--Robert Weinberg, Bram Stoker Award-winner and author of The Black Lodge, The Dead Man's Kiss "Angeline Hawkes and Christopher Fulbright have mid-wifed a tale of terror that by contrast makes Rosemary's Baby look like a wimp, Damien's omen a foretelling of nothing much important, and Bradbury's 'Small Assassin' a cuddly ball of fluff."--C. Dean Andersson, author of Raw Pain Max, I Am Dracula, the Bloodsong Saga, and Torture Tomb

1.It was Voodoo Day in Benin. Dennis used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, pausing as he walked through the seaside city of Ouidah. Tents flapped on the golden beach below where children had gathered to watch horses race through the surf. Colorful flags lined the waterfront streets where loudspeakers boomed and blasted Congolese music, almost drowning the sound of traditional drummers. The world was an explosion of color and sound around him. Putting on his hat to shield his eyes from the sun, he peered through the clapping, dancing crowds and spotted a few men selling alcohol. Fine, he thought. This is what it's come to. Drunk in Africa, and there's still three days to go before we head back into Ghana and get on a plane to go home. Dennis pushed his way past one of the voodoo priests who wore a conical hat, gold earrings and a black scarf around his neck. A senior priestess draped in a colorful dress of a native weave followed him. She was black as ebony and drew the hungry stares of young men's eyes. They were lured by the sway of the priestess's hips as she walked in the steps of the voodoo priest. Dennis smiled. He knew the exhilaration of such a stare. All around him the air hummed with the energy of lust and emotion. Drums beat in unison with the multitudes of hearts around him, adding to the frenzy of the festival. Despite the excitement of the surroundings, being here was a bittersweet moment; his wife Alison had been waiting for him at home for weeks now, and as much as he loved his job, being away from her this trip was killing him.
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