Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Onyx Webb Book One by Richard Fenton and Andrea Waltz




Our Most Evil Characters: A man in a wheelchair, a housewife, and a nun. 


We can’t have light without the darkness and you can’t have a great suspense without some evil characters. We introduce three pretty evil characters in Book One all who seems like they would be fairly normal.  

#1: The man in the wheelchair.
It’s June, 1979 in Savannah and Juniper Cole is not having a good time at her prom. She skips out on her date and decides to take a walk outside the hotel and mess around in the fountain across the way in the park. She is confronted by a man in a wheelchair who claims he works for the Savannah PD.  All is not what it seems. Because we wanted to stay PG-13 and have desire to write full on horror, what happens to Juniper next is implied. That is probably why someone described Onyx Webb as PG-13 horror.

#2: The housewife.
In another time and place, it’s 1904 at the World’s Fair, Obedience Everhardt is volunteering to help fair goers explore the expansive grounds. She’s also ready to get a new girl for her collection. Ever since her daughter Lucinda died years ago, she’s been replacing her with a young girl, keeping her for about 6 years, then getting a new one. This time, Onyx Webb, is her selection. The big issue for the ‘new’ girl is that Lucinda had a significant facial defect from an accident which Obedience feels the need to recreate so that she can best resemble Lucinda. And of course the biggest issue for the ‘old’ girl is that, well, they can’t just walk away and go back to their parents can they?

See the real button from the 1904 World’s Fair that Obedience would’ve worn to lure fairgoers into speaking with her.


#3: The nun. Sister Mary Margaret allows herself to do whatever she wants at the Open Arms Orphanage including playing music (frowned upon by Father Fanning), wasting water taking long hot baths, and even smoking. She also feels the need to keep her boys at the Open Arms Orphanage in line with punishment and never kindness. The good news is that Sister Katherine Keane also believe she’s doing God’s dirty work, even if it means getting rid of a bad nun. 


Onyx Webb
Book One
Richard Fenton and Andrea Waltz

Genre: Paranormal Suspense

Publisher: Lust for Living Press
imprint, Courage Crafters Inc

Date of Publication: April 2015

ISBN: 0990751813
ASIN: B00VIP8KLC

Number of pages: 216
Word Count: 47,000

Book Description:

A multi-genre mash-up that combines elements of supernatural suspense, crime, horror, romance, and more. The Onyx Webb series follows the unusual life of Onyx Webb along with a central group of characters in various locations and times. The billionaire Mulvaney family, piano prodigy Juniper Cole and her brother Quinn, paranormal show hosts Cryer and Fudge, and a few others make up the core of the series.

Written like a book version of a supernatural soap opera, each character’s story moves forward with most every episode. It may appear that the characters are entirely unrelated and yet episode by episode, the connections will become clearer. Like being an inch away from a spider web, with each book, the web will move further and further away revealing the full story of every character and most importantly, the stunning conclusion for Onyx Webb herself.



Excerpt: Onyx Webb: Book One

Orlando, Florida
January 25, 2010
I
t had been two days since the Restoring Savannah banquet, and the girl in the mirror was all Koda could talk about.
“Think what you want, Dane, but I saw her,” Koda said for the third time, getting up from the leather sofa in the center of the penthouse apartment in the 55 West building and starting to pace.
“You gotta get a grip, man,” Dane said. “Mika is still fuming about your speech, and I don’t want to be around when word gets back to your dad.”
“I saw her, Dane.”
 “How many vodkas did you have?” Dane asked. “Five? Ten?”
“I… saw… her,” Koda said again.
“Okay, okay. You saw a girl in a mirror,” Dane said. “But I don’t get why you’re so freaked out?”
“We’re best friends, right, Dane?” Koda asked.
“You gotta ask?” Dane was tempted to mention the fact that Koda had punched him in the face when they were at the bar at the Mansion on Forsyth Park, but didn’t.
“And in the four years you’ve known me, have I ever lied to you?” Koda asked. “About anything?”
Dane shook his head. Like most people, Koda Mulvaney had a variety of character flaws, but being a liar was not among them.
“Then listen to what I’m saying, okay?” Koda said. “I’m not telling you I saw a girl’s reflection in a mirror—I’m telling you I saw a girl in a mirror. She was in… the… glass.”
Dane went silent and took in what he’d just been told. “Okay, what color was her hair?
“Gray.”
“So it was an old woman,” Dane said.
“No,” Koda said, shaking his head. “She was young, like late teens or early twenties maybe.”
“With gray hair?”
“Not just her hair,” Koda said. “Her face, her clothes, everything. It was all gray.”
“A gray girl in a gray place with gray clothing,” Dane repeated, trying to make sense of it. “What was she wearing?”
“I’m not sure,” Koda said. “Wait.” Koda closed his eyes, tried to summon a mental image in his mind. “A dress. No, not a dress, more like a fancy gown, like someone would wear to a wedding.”
“Weren’t there a couple of weddings…?”
“Don’t go there,” Koda said.
“Okay, okay,” Dane said. “Did she say anything?”
Koda shook his head from side to side.
“Was she pretty?” Dane asked.
“Oh, yeah,” Koda said. “She was stunning, mesmerizing. But there was something about her, Dane…”
“What?”
“It’s hard to explain, to put into words,” Koda said, closing his eyes again, trying to form a picture of the girl in his mind. “It was her eyes. There was something in her eyes—a combination of sadness and innocence and confusion—like she was…”
“Lost?” Dane asked.
“No, not lost,” Koda said. “Like she was dead.”
*     *     *

Savannah, Georgia
January 30, 2010
T
he hotel manager of the Mansion on Forsyth Park was waiting in the lobby when they arrived.
“Good morning, Mr. Mulvaney, Mr. Luckner,” he said in a tone that made it clear he did not appreciate the scene the young men had made a week earlier in the hotel lobby bar. “You wish to discuss something of an urgent nature?”
“I want to buy one of your mirrors,” Koda said. Four consecutive sleepless nights had driven Koda to the point where he could think of no other option.
“One of our mirrors?” the hotel manager asked. “I don’t understand.”
“I’m not in the position to explain,” Koda continued, pulling out his checkbook and pen. “I would appreciate it if you could just give me the price, so I can write you a check and get on my way.”
“Hotel property is not for sale,” the hotel manager said.
“Of course it is,” Koda said. “Everything is for sale.”
The hotel manager stayed silent.
“I’ve had a rough week, and I’m in no mood for haggling,” Koda said. “Just tell me the price.”
“Which mirror?”
“In the hallway upstairs, near the piano lounge,” Koda said.
“That mirror is a one-of-a-kind piece,” the hotel manager said. “I would think the price would be nothing short of $10,000, assuming the hotel…”
“Is that your best price?” Koda asked.
“It’s my only price,” the hotel manager said.
Koda pulled out his cell phone, pressed a button and waited. “Hey, Mika. Listen, I’m here at the Forsyth to buy the mirror you wanted and the hotel manager says ten grand is the best he can do. Uh huh, uh huh, I’ll ask…”
The hotel manager went gray.
“Ms. Flagler wants to know if…”
“Please tell Ms. Flagler I had no idea the mirror was for her,” the hotel manager said. “I’m sure we can go down to $5,000.”
“He’s telling me $5,000 now,” Koda said into the phone, then made a face. “Uh huh, uh huh…”
A look of realization—or perhaps it was a look of fear—flashed across the manager’s face. “Tell Ms. Flagler we’d be thrilled to offer the mirror as a gift for her years of patronage,” the hotel manager said. “Please ask her where she’d like it delivered.”
“He says the hotel is gifting it to you,” Koda said into the phone. “Which house do you want it delivered to? Uh huh, uh huh, okay, will do—I love you too, sugar-lumps. Bye.”
Koda clicked off. “Mika says I should just take it with me.”
 “You and Mika sounded pretty lovey-dovey,” Dane said once they were outside. “I didn’t even know you two were talking after the speech thing.”
“We aren’t,” Koda said. “I was talking to my voicemail.”


About the Authors:

Richard Fenton and Andrea Waltz are best known as the authors of Go for No! (which hit #1 on Amazon’s Sales and Selling list and has remained in the Top 10 for the last five years.) They are also professional speakers who speak internationally to audiences on how to overcome fear of failure and rejection. 

Although all of their business books are fables, the Onyx Webb series is their first serious dive into fiction.

But Richard and Andrea have been in love with creating stories together since they met almost twenty years ago and even spent some time in Hollywood writing screenplays, being represented by the producer of Breakfast at Tiffany’s.   








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