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The Haunting of Noyo Bay by L.B. Stimson - Book Tour

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Book Blurb

When 16-year-old Charlotte Goolsby first encounters the mysterious little boy playing in the cemetery, she assumes he belongs to the minister’s family. However, as sightings of the little boy continue and seemingly go unnoticed by the rest of Keesbury’s residents, Charlotte is forced to confront everything she once believed about life and death.

Charlotte finds herself confiding her fears to her father’s shipwright apprentice, Rees Pendleton, the eldest son of the village’s most prominent family. Whilst Rees’ mother disapproves of their growing relationship, it will be the arrival of the reclusive uncle with his own secrets who may threaten not only the Pendleton’s future but Charlotte’s as well.

Charlotte and Rees will discover that all is not what it may seem in their quiet, seaside village of Keesbury. Some of the residents are keeping secrets - horrific and deadly secrets.

The Haunting of Noyo Bay beckons back to the age of the ever-popular gothic horror and suspense novels of the 1970s. Set in the mid-1800s, against the backdrop of one of Northern California’s emerging seaside villages, listeners will be transported back in time.


Buy Links

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Excerpt
 The child-sized coffin dipped and tilted upon the shoulders of the pallbearers with each step taken along the carved pathway hugging the jagged coastline. The cemetery was situated about one-quarter mile beyond the churchyard as the ground was softer and graves were more easily dug. Some of the villagers doubted this tale about grave digging, they simply feared that one day the cliff may plunge into the sea, along with the remains of their loved ones.

It was late morning, the sun continued to fail in its efforts to pierce the heavy blanket of fog skirting around the village of Keesbury. The mourners, though few, pulled their woolen cloaks tight around their bodies and gently stomped their feet to keep the chill of the wet grass from soaking through their socks and clamping down upon their toes. Save for the mother, no tears were being shed. He had been a mischievous little boy who had been known to wander precariously close to the cliff’s edge, at times, crawling to the edge and leaning over, tossing rocks into the swirling surf or flinging them into the air in an effort to hit a taunting seagull. There were gasps amongst his classmates when their teacher informed them of his death, and even a few nervous giggles, but no tears. All of the children who called Keesbury home had been warned from early childhood to avoid the cliffside at Devil’s Basin.

The local constable merely shrugged his shoulders upon peering down from the cliffside rising above the Noyo Bay. The fact the child had fallen from the area known as Devil’s Basin was not lost on him and it was a bit cruel, he thought, for the Lord to take the child in such a violent manner. The broken body of the boy lay awkwardly atop a jagged rock, referred to as the “Devil’s Table” which was seated just within the surf. The tide would be coming in soon and for a moment the constable considered letting the ocean take another soul away but then he thought of the child’s mother. He nodded to the gathering of men to lower a rope; he would climb down the cliff himself to recover the boy’s body.

 


Author Bio
L.B. grew up in a one stop-light town in central Idaho. After earning a Bachelor of Art’s degree in cultural anthropology from California State University-Chico, she uprooted herself to begin a new life in Washington, D.C., where she began a varied career in professional communications in private business and education.

 “I’ve always had a passion for photography, travel, writing, and history. I am thrilled to now be creating works of fiction that allow me to share these passions with others. One of my favorite parts of the writing process is the historical research required to bring authenticity to my characters’ lives.”

 This is her fifth book and the second in her standalone series: Tales from the Parlor Room–a collection of gothic and ghostly tales.

 She currently resides in Virginia where she enjoys cemetery walks, visiting abandoned and haunted places and working on more ghostly tales.


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