She saw it coming. She knew it would happen―but no one believed her.
Almost a year after tragedy shattered her family, sixteen-year-old Paige Thomas can't break free from her guilt. Her mother ignores her, doting on her annoying little sister, while her father is a barely-functioning shell. He hopes a move to the quiet little town of Shadesboro PA will help them heal, but Paige doesn't believe in happiness anymore.
On her first day at school, a chance encounter with a bullied eighth grader reawakens a gift Paige had forgotten, and ingratiates her into a pack of local outcasts. For weeks, they've been trying to cast a ritual to fulfill their innermost desires, but all they've done is waste time. After witnessing Paige touch the Ouija board and trigger a paranormal event, the girls are convinced another try with their new fifth member will finally work.
Once the darkness is unleashed, it's not long before they learn it will give them exactly what they asked for―whether they want it or not.
Matthew is a stable mate of mine at Curiosity Quills Press. I love the cover of his book to the point of jealousy and was thrilled to have it included in the bundle. Nine Candles is a gripping, scary read that comes highly recommended. – Simon Kewin
"Nine Candles of Deepest Black is a fantastic read filled with thrills, chills, and the moral that children shouldn't play with dead things... or books filled with dark magic they don't understand. I highly recommend it!"– Book Reviews By Jasmine
"Trust me, Nine Candles of Deepest Black is just as creepy and chilling as the cover and title suggest. It's as if the author had a list of everything I desired to read in a horror story plus a few things I didn't even know I wanted."– Never 2 Many 2 Read
"! I honestly found it hard to put down and that is rare for me with a book. It was like 'kids, cook your own dinner!' level of could not put down. I'm a good mum, they reheated left overs."– Janis Journal Reviews
Sorrow weighed down the lifeless morning sky and pressed heavy in the pit of Paige's stomach. Five dark toenails tipped a porcelain foot at the end of leggings the same shade of black as the polish. She scrunched her fingers into her second grey sock, not quite able to advance putting it on from concept to action. Cloud shadows crept across the wall in front of her, over posters of two bands she'd forgotten why she ever liked. Melissa's distant laughter at another one of Mom's lame jokes brought on a wave of blah that made Paige flop back on her bed. She didn't want to move. She didn't want to go to a new school. She didn't even want to leave her bedroom.
"You're gonna be late for school," said Amber.
Paige let gravity pull her head to the left and stared up through a tangle of jet hair at the sideways figure of her older sister and her Penn State sweatshirt. "So?"
"So… You're sixteen. You have to go to school." Amber walked around the corner of the bed, her jeans swooshing. "Come on. Don't do this to yourself."