Friday, October 18, 2013

All Entangled Eve, A Halloween Hop

This Halloween, get SpOoKy, get FuNkY.  Get down this October with AlL EnTaNgLeD EvE.
Entangled Publishing is hosting a massive blog hop.  With over 50 authors participating! Make sure you follow the links below to visit all the stops and have a chance to win a ton of awesome prizes!

 Welcome to my stop on the hop. For you first time visitors, my name is Paige Cuccaro and I'm the author of Entangled Select's urban fantasy series, HELLSBANE.

Someone’s killing angels and turning the half human, half angel illorum warriors against their angelic supporters. If the supernatural baddy behind the attacks isn’t stopped soon, Heaven itself could fall victim. The Council of Seven has called in the best they’ve got to find the killers, and no one’s more surprised than Emma Jane Hellsbane when it’s her phone that rings.
But when her own angelic mentor—and off-limits hottie—Eli is targeted, Emma takes it personally. With Emma hot on the trail of the growing army of assassins, though, hackles start to raise around her. Everyone wants to know if she’s in it to protect all angels or just one in particular. The Council has their suspicions…and so does Emma’s boyfriend.
Now Emma isn’t just fighting off demons, rogue nephilim, and Fallen angels, but she’s defending her honor as well. The problem is even Emma Jane isn’t sure of her motives. One thing she does know: if she doesn’t figure out the killers’ identities soon, she may not live long enough to know what, or who, she really wants.
It’s all in a day’s work as Heaven’s ultimate bounty hunter.

To help get everyone into the spirit of the holiday I'd like to share my own personal ghost story... But first, as part of the blog hop, I'm giving away a $25 Amazon Gift Card and these two adorable stuffed teddy bears--one angel bear (in honer of my Hellsbane series), and one witch bear (in honor of the season.)

For a chance to win, tell me if you've ever had a supernatural experience. Ever see a ghost? Tell me about it in the comments and you'll entered in the drawing.

 Okay, so it was years ago, back when I was seventeen or so. My family’s home is out in the boonies—farm fields surrounded by deep forest. One night me, my best friend, Dee, her boyfriend, Steve, and his best friend, Gerry, were hanging out near my home on a tiny one lane bridge off a dead end road. The dead end road passed beside a long open field. At the other end of the field (maybe a quarter of a mile long) was a small brick building owned by a local company. They manufactured something…I was never sure what. But it was just a small one story building with six normal sized windows on each side.
Growing up I’d heard the stories about the horrible accident that happened in that building. Rumor was a worker had gotten caught up in some of the machinery and had been mangled so badly he died. Who knows if that actually happened? But there were all kinds of stories about lights turning on and off at night when no one was there and people seeing someone passing across the windows when the business was closed. The point is the place was supposed to be haunted by this poor dead employee. 
So, this dark night Steve and his friend Gerry were riding Gerry’s dirt bike and it’d broken down at the edge of the building’s parking lot. My friend, Dee and I had driven them in my car to Gerry’s house to get some tools, then back to the bike. I should mention that in the country there aren’t many street lights. Some people have what we called Dusk to Dawn lights provided by the power company, but you don’t really find them along wooded roads or in open fields. The point is, it gets really, really dark.
The building had two lights though and Gerry had left his dirt bike leaning against the pole of one of them. Like I said, it was a small business, small building and therefore a small parking lot—gravel covered. So the tall light was only about ten feet from the corner of the building. Dee and I dropped them off right next to the bike, then drove the quarter mile to the dead end road at the other end of the field to wait for them.
I parked my car right off the main road and Dee and I sat on the little bridge to wait for Steve and Gerry to ride through the field on the repaired bike. It was dark, but we all lived in the area so it wasn’t uncomfortable.
We’d been waiting about thirty minutes when we heard this weird moaning sound. It kind of sounded like a wind up siren that wasn’t quite working right. Dee and I got really quite, listening, trying to figure out what it was.
Then suddenly the sound of feet rushing through knee high grass joined the weird moan, and someone said, “Keep going. Just keep going.”
Dee and I peered through the darkness in the direction of the voice but couldn’t see anything until Steve and Gerry were about 15 feet away…no bike, no tools, both running full tilt through the black night.
They flew over the big steal gate that closed the entrance to the field, ran up the road toward us, ran passed us, over the bridge right up to my car and jumped in. As they raced by I heard Gerry yell. “Get in the car! Get in the car! Get in the Car!”
Steve didn’t really say anything, he was too busy making that weird mewling sound like a broken siren, his arms pumping like a steam train, eyes wide hair—I kid you not—on end!
Dee and I aren’t exactly the brave-in-the-face-of-danger sort, so when our guy friends ran past us, skin pasty white, eyes as big a coke bottles saying, “Get in the car!”
We got in the car!
I think I might have broken the land speed record getting us out of there. We drove to the nearest brightly lit spot—the truck stop down the road—and parked. Steve was shaking like I’d never seen in the back seat. His pale skin had a kind of green tint to it. Gerry was sitting next shaking his head saying, “That didn’t happen. That didn’t happen.”
It took about fifteen minutes for the guys to calm down and when they finally did they told us what had happened after we dropped them off.
Gerry was kneeling down, working on the bike. Steve was standing on the other side handing him tools. Steve’s back was to the building, and Gerry’s view of the building was blocked by Steve. After a few minutes Steve heard a knocking sound. He asked Gerry if he heard it and when he stopped to listen, he said he did.
They stared at each other for a second, listening… knock-knock-knock…knock-knock-knock. Gerry said, “Sounds like someone knocking on a window or something.
Steve turned around and Gerry leaned to the side and both boys looked at the last window nearest them on the building. There, inside the dark building stood a man, light brown hair, kind of long to his shoulders, dressed in a green worker’s uniform. They met his eyes for a half second and then the man backed up four or five steps.
Suddenly his face creased, anger glinting in his eyes and raced straight at the window. The impact of his head against the glass was audible, hitting so hard his skull exploded like a ripe melon. Blood splatter everywhere, gray matter dripping in the mix.
The boys screamed, dropped their tools, let the bike fall and ran. They got maybe twenty feet before they first heard the pound of foot steps behind them. Neither one dared look back, but they knew whoever—whatever was chasing them was gaining fast. Gerry was out in front, with Steve only three or four strides behind. So when something snagged the back of Steve’s shirt, they both knew it.
Steve felt himself jerked back, his feet going out from under before he landed hard on his butt. Gerry didn’t stop. He yelled back, “Keep going! Keep going!”
His friend scrambled to his feet, fighting against the hands pawing at him, trying to hold him down. He didn’t look at what was grabbing him, he just fought his way free started running again. He caught up with Gerry and both boys didn’t stop until they reached my car.
I considered that maybe Gerry and Steve were just messing with us, but if they were, they’re amazing actors. They insisted on leaving their dirt bike and tools in the parking lot where they’d dropped them until the next day, knowing anyone could steal them. So if it was all a trick just to scare me and Dee, they were risking a lot.
I don’t think I’ve ever been as scared as I was that night. And to this day I still refuse to look at that end window when I drive by the little building.

So that's my story. Creep? It was for us. So now it's your turn. Ever see a ghost? Leave a note about it in the comments and be entered in the drawing to win a $25 Amazon Gift Card and these two adorable stuffed teddy bears

The hop runs from October 18th-31st.  Make sure to visit all these authors’ blogs during the hop!  Comment on the various posts, and/or enter for the giveaways based on the author’s instructions.  Discover new-to-you authors.  Discover the awesome giveaways.  They’re spooky.  They’re funky.  You really don’t want to miss it!



  1. Yeah I've seen a ghost and it freaked me out. I was staying at my grandmothers watching my moms dogs because they were both out of town and all weekend stuff kept happening. I would hear banging noises and my stuff kept being moved. This went on for 2 days. Then on Saturday night(day 3) it just got out of hand. I remember that I was cooking something in the oven and I went to my room to wait for it to finish. I kept hearing the oven door being open and shut and a lot of noises coming from the kitchen. I started freaking out. Then I went to lay down in my bed to finish waiting for it to cook and I looked over at the entertainment center that was in my room and in the glass door I saw a reflection of a shadow standing in the doorway of my room. After that I freaked out and left and after that I refuse to stay in the house alone at night. No thank you.

    1. Danielle, that would seriously freak me out. Glad you got outta there. LOL

  2. I see spirits a lot and they don't really scare me. They are just imprints on time that replay over and over. Sometimes they startle me, but I have never met a malevolent or nasty ones.
    Ashley A

    1. Ashley, I like your view on ghosts. I think it's the unexpected noises that freak me out then it's hard to calm down and think rationally. LOL

  3. I haven't seen a ghost yet.
    Thanks for the chance to win!
    natasha_donohoo_8 at hotmail dot com

  4. i haven't seen one but i have felt something and seen someone else be attacked by something. when i was 10 we lived in a small town in Idaho and it was across from the school and a church. one night this big black dog shows up and starts barking at the sidewalk outside our front door. when my older brother open the door to get the dog something grabbed him by the throat and started shaking him. the dog was growling and snapping and suddenly jumped up and knocked my brother back into the house. we shut the door and made sure he was okay but the dog stayed out there all night barking. the next day he was gone and we never saw him again. we moved right after that. spooky huh?
    thank you so much for the chance at such a great giveaway.
    Have a Happy Halloween!

    tammy ramey

  5. What a super scary story! I'd have lost it! O_O

    AmethystDaydreams at zoho dot com

  6. I've never had a supernatural experience.

  7. No I cant say that I have in person but years ago I did take a picture then later noticed a person in it that wasnt there when I took it.

  8. I'm trying! I belong to a ghost group. We did have a ghost tell us via flashlight that they wanted us to maybe that counts?

    jennirv4967 at gmail dot com

  9. Not a ghost, but after my daughter was stillborn, my husband and I were sleeping, and in the morning, we both said we had the weirdest dream, and both had seen the exact same thing - an angel, holding our daughter in his arms, radiating absolute warmth. It was surreal. We are, to this day, convinced it was truly an angel.

    That's about as close as it gets for me! :)

    Thanks for a great giveaway!

    songbird1613 at yahoo dot com

  10. No, I haven't

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  11. Hahaha I've never seen a ghost but I have heard a ton of rumors and stories as such. Creepy noises, I have heard but I don't know if they're from my imagination or what ;p
    The bears look SO cute!
    Thanks for the giveaway!

    justjanhvi at gmail dot com

  12. When I was growing up my grandparents lived in a very old 2-story farm house that was haunted. Everyone in our family can tell you about various experiences over the years. I never actually saw any ghostly figures, but I heard them often and even saw them move things occasionally. You could lay in bed and hear something walking up the stairs toward you and walking across the floor in front of you, but there was no one there. The curtains would suddenly blow out when the windows were shut and there was no wind. The rocking chair would rock by itself. All kinds of things.

    michellevasquez2001 at yahoo dot com

  13. No, I have never seen a ghost, but I did live in a haunted house. The toilet would flush and sink would turn on, when no one was downstairs. Motion lights would go off when no one was anywhere near them. We had a Mickey Mouse phone that would ring every night at 9 pm, and you would answer and it would have a dial tone. Finally we unplugged the phone, and it still rang. The attic door would open all the time, we eventually nailed it shut. My son also had an imaginary friend at that house, always makes me wonder if he saw something we didn't.

  14. We lived in an apartment with a ghost years ago but I never saw him but I felt his presence. He just moved things around and one time he unplugged my tub full of water.

  15. Those are so cute! And, I've never seen a ghost. Which is probably good, since I'd probably freak out. I used to love haunted houses until the one at Universal Studios in LA. An actor grabbed me during it. Totally lost my breath, had to be let out early :-P If I thought I saw a real ghost, there's no way I could really get out.

  16. Both of my dad's parents had passed by the time I was 8 years old. My Mem-Mem passed three years before my Pop-Pop. When she died I was told that I used to sit in front of the rocking chair and have conversations for hours with no one. Apparently I used to freak out my mom til I told her it was just Mem-mem. But I remember everything that happened after my Pop-Pop died. Every night for years after my parents would put me to bed I would talk to my grandparents. One always on the left side of my bed and one on the other. Every night I would tell them both what had happened that day. I don't remember when the sightings stopped but every once in a while I can still feel and rarely hear my Mem-Mem.

  17. I haven't had a ghost experience but reading about the others has kind of freaked me out.

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  19. I used to work in Cassadaga, which is a community of psychics in Florida...and I had a LOT of experiences that I can't explain.

    Thanks for the amazing giveaway!
    elizabeth @ bookattict . com

  20. I've never seen a ghost or had a supernatural experience, which is good since I am scared of what may be hiding in the dark. That said, I did go "vampire hunting" with my friends in a pretty creepy cemetery after dark.

  21. I have never had any experience that could be called supernatural... and that is a good thing!

    Thank you for being part of this wonderful hop!


  22. No. It would be cool, though! If it didn't kill me, that is. :)

    mimismithblue AT gmail DOT com

  23. No, not yet.
    magic5905 at embarqmail dot com

  24. Ive seen a few apparitions honestly they dont frighten me they do how ever intrigue me and make me want to find out more about their story. when i wa sin collage I had a rather fearful experience as you know if u go with out sleep for very long u can hallucinate well my house was haunted so all things go bump in the night dont bother me usually this time it did i seen an old man with a long face an d no eyes looking in my window i chalked it up to not sleeping

    your book sounds awesome ty for the contest

  25. I never seen a ghost, nor do I think I want to lol. I once had something freaky happen once, well it scared me. I was in the processing of moving, so the majority of the house was empty say for a few boxes and knick-knack. I was reading in one of the empty room and suddenly out of nowhere I felt a gush of wind blow right in my face. There were only two windows in that room, and both of them were closed. I got really scared, and ended up rushing out of the room and calling it a night.

    Thanks for the giveaway!


  26. I haven't... but it would have been so cool!

  27. No, I haven't, unless you count getting a psychic reading ;)

  28. When I was a child, I peeked into a dark room & saw silhouettes of 2 kids staring out the window. Didn't stick around to find out who they were.
    bituin76 at hotmail dot com

  29. nope, never seen a ghost - regnod(at)yahoo(d0t)com

  30. I have never seen a ghost, but my mom has seen her father. My dad had seen my mom's mother. And my grandma has seen my dad. My favorite story is when my grandma saw my dad after he passed. She was in the late stages of Dementia so she had hardly any good memory left, but the day after my dad had a heart attack, she told my aunt marlene that Scott (my dad) had come to see her and that he was standing in the corner of the room. It is impossible for me to stop crying when I think about that. He was a great man and he would stop and see her on his way out. GAH, tears.

  31. I've never had a supernatural experience, though my daughter used to claim we had some sort of presence in our house that possessed the cat one night when her dad and I weren't home.
    jmcgaugh (at) semo (dot) edu