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The ghost of a little girl will stop at nothing to claim a mother.
After a devastating family tragedy, Melinda retreats with her husband and teenage stepdaughter to the farmhouse her great-aunt left behind. She hopes the quiet of the countryside will soothe her grief. But the house is suffocating -- every room crammed with boxes, toys, and dolls. Dozens of dolls, their glassy eyes watching, their porcelain smiles hiding something she can almost feel breathing beneath the silence.
Among the clutter, Melinda uncovers a wooden box sealed away like a secret. The longer she keeps it, the more the house shifts around her -- doors opening where they shouldn't, whispers seeping through the walls, the dolls seeming to gather closer in the night.
Sheriff Kingsley has spent years tracking the unseen currents of darkness running through Maddison, Indiana. He knows evil when it settles on a place, and all signs point to Melinda's farm. And to the box.
But Melinda isn't sure what terrifies her more -- that something malevolent has claimed her home, or that she might be slipping into the same madness that consumed her great-aunt.
Some inheritances can't be escaped. And in this house of dolls, grief has sharp teeth.
Thriller readers, like you, are saying, "Inheriting Elyse both made me cry and scared me senseless. A heart breaking and heart pounding haunted thriller."
Book 2 in the Maddison, Indiana Supernatural Thrillers series. Each book can be read alone, but for best enjoyment read them in order.
For fans of creepy thrillers packed with haunted thrills, download this second book in the Maddison, Indiana Thrillers series.
Book 1 - I Killed You Once
Book 2 - Inheriting Elyse
Book 3 - Cage of Invisible Bars
Book 4 - Thirteen Doors
Book 5- Jars of Things
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The hall passage is lighter now than it was on our trip in. Every door on this hall except the laundry was closed before. The door to the dining, turned sewing, turned doll room is open now. My dog, Mojo, growls into the room.
I peek slowly around the jamb.
Eyes, thousands of eyes.
Dolls cover every available space. Shelves and tables and chairs full of dolls. Even the picture window with the seat below is full of dolls. The afternoon sunshine through the window stings my eyes after the darkness of the crowded hall.
The sun glints off their eyes in thousands of pinpricks of light, mesmerizing, hypnotizing.
Mojo barks suddenly, sharp and angry. A strong force pushes me into the room. The surprise of the shove knocks the jars of beef out of my arms.
The glass jars hit the floor. The sound of shattering glass and a slamming door fill the room simultaneously.
The beef chunks and broken jars swim in a pool of congealed juice and fat. The mess looks disgusting.
Hungry, Mojo rushes to the pool, and gulps down the beef.
"Stop, you'll get cut," I shout.
Mojo looks up as he wolfs down a chunk of beef. Juice runs out of his mouth, as does a thin stream of blood.
Someone pushed me in here. My shoulders still sting from the rough shove, my knee aches from landing on the floor.
Thousands of doll eyes stare with blank expressions.
Frantic to escape them, I attempt to open the door. My hand slips off the knob, slick with blood.
"What the?" I find a small cut at the base of a finger. "Crap." I shove the bleeding finger into my mouth. Added to the adrenaline and fear, the sick taste of blood makes my stomach flip.
With my unhurt hand, I try the knob again. I don't slip off this time, but it won't turn.
The door is locked.
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