I am so excited that SLUMBER by Christy Sloat is available now and that I get to share the news!
If you havenât yet heard about this wonderful book by Author Christy Sloat, be sure to check out all the details below.
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About The Book:
Title: SLUMBER (Slumber Duology #1)
Author: Christy Sloat
Pub. Date: January 12, 2018
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Formats: Paperback, eBook
Not all princesses get their happily ever after...
They tell me I killed my boyfriend Phillip in cold blood. I stabbed him twenty one times. Iâm only seventeen years old, and I am serving life in Spindle Ridge Asylum for the Criminally Insane.
I donât remember killing him, so itâs really hard to believe Iâm capable of murder. In fact I donât remember anything before I came to Spindle Ridge, not even my boyfriend.
I can only grasp onto my realistic dreams while the madness of the asylum threatens to pull me under. I dream Iâm a beautiful princess and there is an evil faerie named Maleficent who is bent on my destruction. The dreams are the closest thing I have to memories of my life, except they arenât real.
Iâm crazy. Iâm not a princess.
Theyâre the mad illusions of an irrational teenage girl, right?
Theyâve assigned me a new doctor, and she says I can trust her, and that sheâll help me see the truth of who I really am.
When she arrived she brought a new patient, Sawyer, who is everything Spindle Ridge isnât: exciting, mysterious and beautiful. He promises heâs here to rescue me. Trusting either of them frightens me.
Could it be possible that my dreams are more than just the imaginings of a delusional girl? Could they be truth?
I woke in the middle of the night hearing screams fill the air. This was not uncommon at all, but tonight I wasnât expecting it. Normally when Adeleâs meds are changed, she wakes screaming that she canât sleep. Adeleâs room is across from mine. She is roughly in her twenties and I never learned how she ended up here. I try not to talk to the other patients. I donât know why it is, but I donât fit in with these people. To them Iâm the murderer and they tend to think less of me. Thatâs fine. I am what they say I am. Thatâs why Iâm here, right?
They told me I stabbed my boyfriend, Phillip, but I donât remember doing it. I actually donât remember Phillip at all. No recollection of having been in a relationship either. I must have killed him or else I wouldnât be in Spindle Ridge.
Dr. Altman says that I have to believe that I did it or we will never get anywhere. Iâll admit itâs hard to believe that these hands could stab a person twenty times. No matter how I imagined it, it is always hard to believe.
I sat up listening hard for the screams. When they came again I noticed they were not female, they were male. The screams were deeper and reached a longer distance than Adeleâs cries ever could. I wondered if the whole building could hear him.
I pulled my covers up over my neck and covered my face. I just wanted to sleep and fall back into the dream I was having. It was beautiful, and if I had my way, I would stay there forever.
I sat up fast. Closing my eyes, I tried to remember the dream to the last second. It wasnât the same dream as the oneâs prior. This dream was different! This dream was me and a boy.
I never dreamt of anyone but my parents and the evil woman. The dreamâs soft lullaby came back to me as I remembered where I was.
The smell of fresh grass came across my senses.
The sky so blue as I lay on a blanket. I rolled over and saw the face of a boy. He was everything that Spindle Ridge wasnât; he was beautiful. He had long, shaggy, but not unruly, hair that touched his collar. When he smiled at me, he looked like a boy in love. In love with me.
âGet up you lazy sack!â
I opened my eyes and was pulled back into the now. I was forced to leave the dream behind as I was being pulled out of bed by two nurses.
I am Southern California native, now living in New Jersey! How did that happen? I am married and have two beautiful little girls who love to read just like Mommy. I have had a passion for books since I was a little girl and an imagination for just as long. I hope my books can inspire others to read and to write too.
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