A Rocky Horror Halloween: Part 2 by Caroline James

It’s time for this year’s Halloween Round Robin! And this year we have not one but TWO fabulously spooky tales written collaboratively by eight talented Choc Lit and Ruby Fiction authors to share with you 👻 We’ll be sharing one today and one tomorrow – keep an eye on the blog so you don’t miss out! 

Lynda Stacey wrote the spooky start of our Halloween tale and now it’s Caroline James’s turn! Come back every hour until 2pm to read a new extract AND enter competitions to win chocolate & book prizes. Alternatively you can wait until all parts have been put up and read the story in its entirety! 

Each author taking part has no idea where their part of the story will go, which leads to a few spooky surprises along the way. But you’ll need to read on to find out more 😉 

Remember to read right until the end to find details of the competition! 

A Round Robin is best enjoyed if you read each part in order. If you missed the beginning by Lynda Stacey, read it HERE

A ROCKY HORROR HALLOWEEN – PART 2 BY CAROLINE JAMES

Bella was motionless as she watched the man go into the house. His bulky frame was dwarfed by the large entrance, a menacing silhouette that disappeared into the candlelit hallway. She shuddered. Her instinct told her to turn around, get back in the car and drive away as quickly as possible but the man had her suitcase and she had no choice but to follow. As she climbed the stone steps, forcing one foot in front of the other, Bella had a sudden flash back. Her heart hammered as she remembered the final curtain call of the Rocky Horror Show. The cast had bundled off stage, giggling with anticipation as they raced ahead to guzzle on bottles of cider smuggled into their dressing room. As she’d turned to follow, Bella felt a push as two strong hands shoved her forward and she tripped. Pain tore through her ankle, and she’d turned to see who had viciously attacked her but there was no one in sight and alone, without assistance, she’d hopped to the side of the stage. Suddenly, without any warning, she’d felt fingers grip her shoulders, pinning her arms as she was pulled into a darkened corner. Hot breath circled her throat like an invisible noose and unable to see her attacker, Bella was paralysed with fear. But, as quickly as she’d been taken, she was released and she’d spun around. The assailant had gone and Bella could only make out the ghostly shape of a tall bulky figure, shrouded in what appeared to be a long dark cape.

Now, Bella stepped into The Old Rectory and forced herself to follow the man. Her heart hammered as it had that night but she took a deep breath and told herself not to be so stupid. After all, this was a party and she was here to enjoy herself! As she was led through a long corridor the candlelight grew dimmer, casting flickering light and Bella struggled to see the discernible shapes of furniture, which she darted to avoid. A cat, black and inky, leapt out and Bella almost tripped over it. ‘What the…’ she cried out and thought that the animal must be following her.

‘Don’t mind Riff Raff.’ The man turned, his eyes glinting as he led Bella out of the corridor. ‘Do come through,’ he said, ‘everyone is in here.’ Bella forced herself to smile as she stepped into the kitchen.

‘It’s Bella!’ several voices chimed. A group of people stood around a vast inglenook where a roaring fire blazed. Above the fireplace a banner had been strung and written in red paint, Bella could make out the words: The Rocky Horror Class of 2008Reunion. The dark red wording had bled into the white fabric, dripping like blood clotting on pale skin. Bella shuddered.

A drink was thrust into her hand. ‘Remember Ben?’ Their host asked as he made introductions, ‘and Chloe, and of course you must remember Katie …’

Bella gripped the silver goblet and took a sip of a warmed mulled wine. ‘Yes, of course,’ she replied and wracked her brains to place the weirdly dressed characters who nodded in greeting. Everyone had come as the characters they’d played in the show but now, a decade later, Bella hadn’t a clue who was who as she stared in fascination at the macabre sight.

‘Great to see you again, Bella,’ the woman introduced as Katie, smiled and gave a little wave.

‘I’ll show you all to your rooms, just as soon as we get back the power back.’ The man placed Bella’s case with a row of bags, lined up to the left of the fireplace, ‘Drink up.’ He reached out to a cauldron shaped pot by the fire and grabbed a ladle. ‘How’s the ankle?’ he asked and topped up Bella’s wine. ‘You had your foot in a cast for quite a while as I remember.’

‘Er, it’s fine, thanks, just the occasional twinge,’ Bella replied and flexed her foot. She’d broken her ankle in two places on the night of the show and even now, occasionally felt sharp stabs of pain.

‘You don’t remember me, do you?’ the man asked. His pearly white teeth glinted in the firelight. ‘My name is Justin, or Dr Frank N. Furter,’ as I was then.’ He leaned in and Bella felt warm, moist breath brushing across her cheek.

‘Of course,’ Bella nodded, ‘hard to put faces to the names after all these years.’

‘I thought we’d have a murder mystery throughout the weekend.’ Justin stood back and turned to the rest of the party. ‘Everyone is up for it and I’m sure you are too?’

‘Oh, yes, it sounds like a lot of fun,’ Bella mumbled and took a swig of her drink. Nothing had prepared her for this weird party and she was already wondering how the hell she could retrieve her case and make a bolt for the door.

‘We’re waiting for the others to arrive,’ Justin said, ‘but you can all get into character now if you like?’

‘Just like the old days,’ the guests giggled as they swigged their wine.

Justin produced a little coffin-shaped box. ‘Pick a card,’ he said.

Everyone reached out and Bella felt her fingers wrap around an oval-shaped card. The edges appeared to be black, matching the dark ink of the hand-written wording. Bella’s hand began to shake and she closed her eyes as she recognised the name.

What the hell had she let herself in for?

Who else is spooked? We certainly are! We honestly don’t know what’s going to happen next but we’re on tenterhooks to see where Victoria Cornwall takes this story! Keep an eye for her part coming up very soon!

If you enjoyed Caroline’s writing, you can find her book, The Best Boomerville Hotel, available to purchase from all good online book stockists and retailers – and it’s out in paperback very soon as well! Click the image below for purchasing options. 

COMPETITION TIME! 

To be in with a chance of winning a Caroline James paperback and some chocolate simply answer the question below (we hope you’ve been reading carefully!):

What is the name of the black cat that Bella almost trips over? 

To enter, send your answer to info@choc-lit.co.uk with the subject heading ‘Round Robin Caroline James comp’ by Friday 2nd November. The winner will be picked at random and announced on Monday 5th November.

From Recipes to Romance

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We’ve recently launched our new Ruby Fiction imprint and with the launch came the release of our first Ruby book – The Best Boomerville Hotel  by Caroline James. To celebrate this exciting occasion we have Caroline on the blog today revealing a little bit about her writing journey AND, if you read right until the end, you might find a rather special competition too! 

Many little girls like to make up stories and even one day write them into a book. It was always my dream but as I grew up, it was one that I never imagined would come true.

I went to an all girl’s grammar school and absolutely hated it. The only classes I took a passing interest in were cookery and English and those because the teachers terrified me. It was a very unhappy time. My working life took a very different direction from the one my parents had planned and instead of taking further education, to their horror, I left home and worked on the south coast, waiting table and washing pots. Eventually, I knew I needed more education and in free time, at college in Bournemouth, I would wander along the beach, staring up at the cliff-side hotels, dreaming of owning my own. That was a dream I knew I could make come true if I worked hard. Writing however, was a dream too far as I never imagined being good enough to put pen to paper.

Fast forward many years.

I got my beautiful hotel. A country house in the Lake District. In fact, I got many things including a great career in the hospitality industry working with some of the best chefs in the business. Food was my life and had given me a good living. But there was still that nagging dream, that unpublished book and an unanswered question – could I write? A story had been in my head for years, based around a hotel. One day I had an epiphany. I would die wondering if I didn’t get my bottom on a chair, fingers on a laptop and brain in gear. And so, I stole every hour that I could from a manic schedule and wrote the story. It took me a year. My elation at having completed my first manuscript soon evaporated as no one was interested and the rejection slips piled high. In desperation, I learnt how to self-publish and was completely gobsmacked when the book went to number three in women’s fiction on Amazon. I’ve never looked back and five books on and five years later, my new book, The Best Boomerville Hotel, is published by lovely Ruby Fiction.

I never thought my recipe writing years would turn to romance writing but I am so thankful that they did.

The Best Boomerville Hotel is now available to purchase in eBook. Click on the banner below for purchasing options. 

BBH OUT NOW

For more information on Caroline James:

Follow her on Twitter: @CarolineJames12
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Check out her website: www.carolinejamesauthor.co.uk

COMPETITION TIME!

And now for a very special competition for a chance to win perhaps the cutest prize we’ve ever had the pleasure of giving away! Meet Boomerville Bertie …
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If you’d like to win Bertie (who comes in his very own branded Boomerville small draw-string bag) then simply answer the following question:

Where is the Best Boomerville Hotel set? 

If you know the answer please email it to info@choc-lit.co.uk with the subject heading ‘Boomerville competition’. The deadline for entries is Monday 26th March. 

Good luck!