Title: Creak
Author: Elizabeth Morgan
Series: Standalone
Genre: Erotic Suspense/Ménage
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: September 7th 2015
Edition/Formats It Will Be Available In: eBook & Print
Blurb/Synopsis:
“What happens in Silver Creek…stays
in Silver Creek.”
After
spending the summer as a recluse due to a bad break-up, Nicole Saunders agrees
to go to The Heat Wave Festival with her best friends, Kacey and Tyler.
Along with
three other friends, they plan to take a shortcut through the small town of
Silver Creek. The last thing any of them expect is to become lost and end up
pulling into a motel for the night.
The Creek
Motel is isolated and the last place Nicole wants to be, especially after
meeting the glacial owner. But her discomfort is soon forgotten as she finally
gives in to her feelings and asks Kacey and Tyler to spend the night with her.
This
should be bliss, but it quickly turns into a nightmare when she discovers that
one of their friends has mysteriously disappeared from her locked room in the
middle of the night.
Worried,
Nicole presumes the worst, but she will soon discover that isolation can be the
perfect stage for those who have something to hide…and that Jayne's
disappearance is more disturbing than any of them could have guessed.
****CONTENT WARNING****
This title contains explicit language and scenes of a sexual and/or
violent nature which some readers may find disturbing.
I pressed my head to the wood, mentally preparing myself for
the hard stare of a nosey redhead, but when I turned round, I found an empty
bed.
“Jayne?”
No reply.
I walked over to the bathroom and pushed the door open only
to find the small room empty. My unease began to twist further as I looked
round the room. The dishevelled covers and pillows confirmed that I wasn’t
going crazy and that she had been in bed, but her case appeared to be missing.
I pulled the door to the built-in wardrobe open, hoping like hell she was
playing a childish prank to get back at me for my absence, but found it empty,
and strangely cold.
A knock on the door caused my heart to flutter. “Who is it?”
“It’s Shauna.”
I walked over and unlocked the door, pulling it wide. “Is
Jayne with you?”
Her brow furrowed. “Er, no. I actually came to see her.”
“She’s not here.”
“Well, where is she?”
“I don’t know.” Guilt stabbed at me. “I, er—I kinda couldn’t
sleep so I went and had a few drinks and then crashed with Kacey and Tyler last
night.”
Shauna arched a perfectly plucked eyebrow. “You guys got
wasted last night? You should have told us. We were so bored.”
I shrugged. “We thought you two would want some ‘alone
time’.”
She snorted. “Oh, heck, Craig’s good, but he’s not that
good. Trust me. Getting wasted would have been a nice break.”
I looked round the
room. “I locked the door behind me, so how did she get out?”
Unease began to rapidly turn in my stomach.
“Maybe she climbed out of the window?” Shauna walked over to
the window and pulled the curtains open—a single panel of glass had been welded
to the frame. “Okay, maybe not.”
My gut twisted. “Oh, God, what if something’s happened to
her? What if someone broke in and—”
“Nikki, be serious. You would know if someone had broken in.
The window would be smashed, or the lock on the door would have been broken.”
She walked over to the bathroom doorway and glanced inside. “And your bathroom
window is as small as ours is. So, no one got in.”
“What if the lock was picked? What if—”
“Are you seriously suggesting that someone picked the lock,
kidnapped Jayne, and then locked the door behind them? That’s insane. Plus, ten
minutes with her and they would have brought her straight back.”
I wanted to find this ridiculous. I wanted to believe that
Jayne had somehow gotten out and was playing a trick on me as payback, but my
gut wasn’t buying it. Something was very wrong.
“Jayne was locked inside this room. Tell me how the hell she
got out?”
“I have no idea, but I’m sure there is a logical
explanation.”
She looked doubtful, and the sight made me all the more
sick.
“Something’s happened to her. I don’t know what, but—” The
steady humming of wheels caught my attention. I turned and looked at the
window, watching as Sarah’s shadow moved across the closed curtains. “I saw
someone outside Kay and Ty’s window last night. I don’t know who it was. One of
the other guests, or maybe the owners…and they have spare keys, don’t they?
Technically, they would be the only other people able to get into this room—”
Shauna appeared in front of me. She grabbed my arms and
looked me dead in the eyes. “Nikki, you’re talking crazy, and it’s starting to
freak me out. I don’t know what happened, but let’s not jump to conclusions.
There has to be a reasonable explanation for this.”
She let go of my arms and glanced round the room once more
as if there was some corner I had forgot to check. “Just get ready and go get
Tyler and Kacey.” A faint smile fluttered on her lips as she looked back at me.
“Craig and I will go check at reception and ask the owners if they’ve seen her.
Okay?”
I nodded. “Yeah, all right.”
“Just relax. She could have gone for a walk or something,”
she stated before disappearing from sight.
Perhaps, but that still didn’t explain how she got out of a
locked room.
Elizabeth Morgan is a
multi-published author of urban fantasy, paranormal, erotic horror, f/f, and
contemporary; all with a degree of romance, a dose of action and a hit of
sarcasm, sizzle or blood, but you can be sure that no matter what the genre,
Elizabeth always manages to give a unique and often humorous spin to her
stories.
Like her tagline says; A pick ‘n’ mix genre author. “I’m not
greedy. I just like variety.”
And that she does, author of erotic ménage horror, Creak, paranormal
erotic horror and UK, US & Australian Amazon best seller (Gay/Lesbian,
Fiction), On the Rocks, erotic romance, US, UK & Spanish Amazon bestseller
(Erotica Short Story) Truth or Dare? And sweet contemporary romance, UK &
US Amazon bestseller (British/Drama & Plays) Stepping Stones.
She also has her hand in self-publishing. Look out for more
information on her upcoming releases at her website: www.e-morgan.com
Away from the computer, Elizabeth can be found in the garden
trying hard not to kill her plants, dancing around her little cottage with the
radio on while she cleans, watching movies or good television programmes – Dr
Who? Atlantis? The Musketeers? Heck, yes! – Or curled up with her two cats
reading a book.
For more information on
Elizabeth's work, published and upcoming, head on over to her site:
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