tundersora

In the rotting belly of a rundown hotel, a young woman named Amy meets a savage end—murdered by the twisted owner and his circle of degenerates. But death doesn't quiet her. Fueled by rage and resurrected through a forbidden ritual performed by her grief-stricken grandmother, Amy returns… no longer human. She is vengeance incarnate, a blood-soaked demon hungry for retribution.

Now bound to the decaying halls where her life was stolen, Amy lures the guilty and the unlucky alike into her deadly embrace—each victim drawn in by an eerie, unnatural charm they can’t resist. One by one, the hotel’s residents fall, their screams swallowed by walls already steeped in secrets and sin.

But one guest, Candice, isn’t so easy to kill. Haunted by her own past and desperate for answers, she dares to face the nightmare head-on. As the night unravels into terror, she must confront the horror Amy has become—and the dark truth that may tie them together.

Will Candice break the curse, or join the growing list of the damned?

Dead Alone; The Awakening.

Jamey bolted through the blood-streaked corridor, his shoes slapping against the wet tiles. Behind him, Dead Amy hissed and screeched like a banshee crawling out of Hell. Her limbs contorted in unnatural angles as she scurried across the walls and ceiling—an insect with human skin peeling at the seams. Her jaw hung loose. Her fingers twitched like antennae. 


He dove behind the reception desk, unaware that illusion cloaked the truth. He thought he was alone—but the guests were there, paralyzed in their seats, watching him. Eyes wide. Mouths stitched by terror. No one dared to move. No one asked what he was running from. 


Jamey’s chest heaved, heart jackhammering. The stench of rot clogged his throat—flesh left too long in a swampy grave. He dared a glance over the counter. Nothing. Silence. The kind that clung to the skin. 


CHAPTER 20: BRAVERY FOR FREEDOM.