"Sometimes the ghosts from your
past…are real."
past…are real."
Welcome to the Release Day Extravaganza
for VOICES by Clarissa Johal
Title: VOICES
Genre: Paranormal Psychological Suspense
Author: Clarissa Johal
Editor: Bobbie Metevier
Published by Permuted Press May 2015
ISBN: 9781618685698
ASIN: B00WAH55JW
Pages: 264
About VOICES:
Sometimes the ghosts
from your past…are real.
from your past…are real.
Moira Flynn is arrested for attacking a door-to-door
solicitor with a knife. She claims a voice told her the man was intent on
assaulting her. The trouble is, she was the only one that heard that voice.
Moira strikes a plea bargain and is sent to a psychiatric hospital for
voluntary treatment. Dr. Richard Cassano is hesitant to treat her as
schizophrenic, as she does not show the standard symptoms. As their sessions
progress, Moira confesses there are two voices—and they aren’t voices in her
head, but the voices of ghosts. Are they imaginary? Or are they actual spirits,
attached to her for reasons of their own? As Moira’s doctor uncovers more of
her past, he begins to realize that her ghosts are real. And one of them is
determined to drag Moira into the afterlife with him.
solicitor with a knife. She claims a voice told her the man was intent on
assaulting her. The trouble is, she was the only one that heard that voice.
Moira strikes a plea bargain and is sent to a psychiatric hospital for
voluntary treatment. Dr. Richard Cassano is hesitant to treat her as
schizophrenic, as she does not show the standard symptoms. As their sessions
progress, Moira confesses there are two voices—and they aren’t voices in her
head, but the voices of ghosts. Are they imaginary? Or are they actual spirits,
attached to her for reasons of their own? As Moira’s doctor uncovers more of
her past, he begins to realize that her ghosts are real. And one of them is
determined to drag Moira into the afterlife with him.
Excerpt from VOICES:
Moira choked
down a congealed glob of oatmeal. Bland,
like all the food here. She
picked up her plastic knife and smeared margarine onto a piece of dry toast.
Patients were only given plastic utensils. She washed the toast down with a
gulp of tepid decaf coffee and sat back, miserable. “I hate this place, I want
out.”
“At least your session was cancelled for tomorrow,” Jack said.
“One less thing I’ll have to sit through.”
Dr. Cassano didn’t say why, either, Moira worried. He
seemed nervous about cancelling too.
“We’ll get out.”
“Not we, Jack, me.
I want out.” She stared mournfully at the food on her tray. “I don’t care what
happens to you.”
“That’s not nice,” Isabella said.
“I don’t care what happens to you, either.”
“You’re mean!” She retreated to the corner of the room to pout.
“Don’t be mean, Moira,” Jack reprimanded. “Isabella’s just a
child.”
She let out a sound of frustration. They both knew Jack didn’t
care the slightest about Isabella. “I wonder why Dr. Cassano cancelled it.”
“Why do you care?”
Moira turned away pointedly and undid her braid, hoping to
dissuade the headache coming on.
“Don’t ignore me,” Jack said, his voice hardening. “I didn’t like
the way he looked at you this morning.” He grabbed her arm.” I don’t like the
way you look at him either. I see the way you look at him.”
She shook him off. “You’re paranoid, Jack.”
“You know what I’m talking about, don’t play dumb.” He sat back,
his eyes watchful. “Don’t trust him, Moira. Who knows what he’s planning?”
“If you do anything, Jack, I mean anything. They’ll lock the door
and throw away the key.” She moved away from his presence. “And don’t think
they wouldn’t medicate me with a dozen different pills, all guaranteed to make
you go away forever.”
“You know pills won’t make me go away, Moira,” Jack bit out. “They
might make you sleep, but they won’t make me go away.”
Silence filled the room. Moira picked up her brush and started
brushing out her hair.
“It would be his word against yours, if he ever tried anything.”
“Just drop it, Jack,” Moira said.
Jack narrowed his eyes. “He’d medicate you so you’d never remember
it, either.”
She shook her head in disgust.
“Maybe you could bust out of here!” Isabella jumped up. “I’ll bet
you could open the window with that knife.” She ran over to the window and
pushed against it.
“It’s completely sealed, Isabella.” Moira watched her, feeling
helpless to the noise from her efforts. “Stop banging on it! You’re going to
get me into trouble.”
“You could cut through the walls!”
“Hello? Plastic knife, it can’t cut anything.”
“It can’t?” Jack asked. “Have you tried?”
She caught his look and quickly turned her attention to Isabella,
who was still thumping on the window. “I’m not breaking out of here, Isabella.
Do you want me to go to jail?”
“But what if they keep you in here forever?” Isabella asked.
“They’re not going to.”
“But what if they do?” Isabella jumped up and down. “What if they
keep you here until you’re old and grey and all your teeth fall out?”
“It would be awful to be stuck here forever,” Jack said quietly.
“Wouldn’t it, Moira? Just awful.”
“They’re not going to keep me here forever!” Moira said.
“Isabella, stop it!”
The door opened. “Problem?” the nurse asked.
She glanced over at Jack. A slice of a smile crept across his
lips. “No. No problem. Just…thinking aloud.”
“Finish up your breakfast, then,” she said briskly. She shut the
door again.
Moira picked up her carton of juice and took a sip.
Jack pushed her hand upwards, sloshing juice into Moira’s face and
down her T-shirt.
Whoops!” Isabella giggled.
“Asshole,” she muttered. She went into the bathroom with Jack
trailing her. Their eyes connected in the mirror.
“Looks like you’ll need another shower,” he murmured.
She pressed her mouth in a straight line and turned her back to
him.
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About the Author:
Clarissa Johal has worked as a veterinary assistant, zoo-keeper aide and vegetarian chef. Writing has always been her passion. When she’s not listening to the ghosts in her head, she’s dancing or taking photographs of gargoyles. She shares her life with her husband, two daughters and every stray animal that darkens the doorstep. One day, she expects that a wayward troll will wander into her yard, but that hasn’t happened yet.
*Member of the Author's Guild
VOICES
(May 2015) Permuted Press
STRUCK
(January
2014) 1st Edition Musa Publishing, LLC
(March 2015) 2nd Edition Clarissa Johal
2014) 1st Edition Musa Publishing, LLC
(March 2015) 2nd Edition Clarissa Johal
*Second
place in the Preditors and Editors Readers Poll 2014
*Winner of the Indie Book of the Day Award
place in the Preditors and Editors Readers Poll 2014
*Winner of the Indie Book of the Day Award
BETWEEN
(December 2012) 1st Edition Musa Publishing, LLC
(March 2015) 2nd Edition Clarissa Johal
*Second place in the Preditors and Editors Readers Poll 2012
*Paranormal Reads gives BETWEEN 4 out of 5 Bats
(December 2012) 1st Edition Musa Publishing, LLC
(March 2015) 2nd Edition Clarissa Johal
*Second place in the Preditors and Editors Readers Poll 2012
*Paranormal Reads gives BETWEEN 4 out of 5 Bats
PRADEE
(2010) Clarissa Johal
*Second round finalist in Amazon's Breakthrough
Novel Award Contest 2012
Short stories:
(2010) Clarissa Johal
*Second round finalist in Amazon's Breakthrough
Novel Award Contest 2012
Short stories:
PIGEONS
Susurrus
Literary Journal
THE ROPE
Susurrus Literary Journal
Non-Fiction:
A WAY OF LIFE
The Sacramento Bee newspaper
Literary Journal
THE ROPE
Susurrus Literary Journal
Non-Fiction:
A WAY OF LIFE
The Sacramento Bee newspaper
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