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- Haunted
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- Author: Tamara Thorne
- Reviewer: J. M. Cornwell
- Publisher: Pinnacle Books
- Format: Adult, Fiction, Paperback, 478 Pages, 2001, $5.99
- ISBN: 0786010908
- Rating: * * *½ Quills
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- First the hint of sweet, warm and sultry night-blooming jasmine that hints at passion and fantasies come true. But as you embrace the scent, the rising stench of decay and the freezing cold of a black heart that won't die, will drag you towards the gates of hell.
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- Bestselling horror author, David Masters, has just moved from New York City to the coast of California to live in Baudey House, the scene of his latest horror novel. David feels his books are most believable and sell better when he is scared to death. Baudey House, home to gruesome murders and alleged hauntings stronger than any David has experienced before, is about to teach him why it was nicknamed Body House, and he and his daughter Amber will learn the true meaning of terror — and the sacrifice of love.
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- Haunted is Tamara Thorne's first novel under her own name. She previously wrote for Kensington Publishing under the name of Chris Curry, ostensibly to hide the fact that she was a married woman and not a young male who fashioned tales of blood-soaked murder, mystery and mayhem.
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- Using her research into and experiences with the paranormal, Thorne fashions a convincing tale in Haunted that transcends the horror genre and gives it the feel of an everyday occurrence. Some of the characters in the book are merely walk-ons, but each one is carefully drawn with quirks and warts intact. The reader gets the sense that Thorne knows these people intimately and has merely changed their names to hide their identities.
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- One of the best features of Haunted is the delicate balance struck between fact and fancy, romance and death, all of which is overlaid with seemingly unrelated details and bits of information that become a tightly and subtly woven tapestry of terror that creeps up on you when you least expect it. Thorne's voice is absent throughout and never interferes with the tale. The details are understated, almost as though Thorne is writing about her neighbors instead of recounting a saga of possession, voodoo, grisly murder, and the tender moments between lovers separated by death and consigned to walk the boundaries between limbo and hell.
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- If you haven't discovered Tamara Thorne yet, put her at the top of your list.
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