Sunday, January 26, 2014

Love in Adversity With Victoria Roder

Love in Adversity 

Has your love life always been perfect, smooth sailing? Yeah, mine either. That’s why I create characters that struggle in their relationships. I write about vulnerable men and women with insecurities that major in misunderstandings. I toss in adversity, murder and mayhem that can pull people lovers apart or cause them to rely upon each other and grow closer.
In the Haunting of Ingersull Penitentiary Hailey Price and her soon-to-be-ex-husband still care about each other, but Hailey’s workaholic ethics and Nate’s lazy get- rich schemes clash. Converting the former federal prison Ingersull Penitentiary, into the “The Big House Inn” swallowed Hailey Price’s inheritance from her murdered mother and deceased father’s estate. But, with any luck, the rumors of the federal complex being haunted will boost interest of the Inn. The abandoned Penitentiary, cursed by a witch, is in a constant battle of good versus evil, an eternal struggle for the souls that enter the complex. 
The residual haunts are the least of the frightening occurrences at the Inn. An electrical storm traps the visitors with a possessed Ouija board and the spirit of a condemned witch with an ancient curse. Hailey, Nate and several guests spend a heart pounding night in the battle of good verses evil. It might be Heaven checking into “The Big House Inn”, but it’s Hell checking out. 

Haunting of Ingersull Penitentiary Excerpt
Turning toward the desk, her heart jumped in her chest. Upon it sat an Ouija game board which she would swear had not been there a moment ago. Holding her breath she closed her eyes for a second. Slowly opening them didn’t change the fact. The game remained perched on the desk. 
Talking out loud calmed her shaking hands. “I just overlooked it when I walked in.” We signed papers on that desk. I would have seen it.  No. No it had to be there the whole time. The dumb game was there the whole time. Shake it off. 
She glanced at the framed pictures of former wardens lining the far wall. The portrait representing 1963 to 1972 caught her attention. It was the only photograph of a warden pictured with his wife. Through her research, Hailey discovered that Maryann Armstrong was a direct descendent of Jonat Ingersull, the man the penitentiary was named after. 
“Charles and Maryann Armstrong. Oh, so serious. They don’t look very happily ever after. At least I’m not the only one that didn’t get the fairytale.” 
Turning from the portraits she made her way to the registration desk. Picking up the Ouija game, she opened the drawer. Tossing it inside, she slammed the drawer shut. 
“There. I hate those creepy games.”  
A dark shadow darted past. A cold shiver rocked her body. Jerking her head, she followed the dark mass’s movement. It disappeared. 
WhatWhere did…? Overactive Imagination? Or were the rumors about Ingersull Penitentiary true? 

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  1. Thanks for hosting me on your site, Christina!

  2. Sounds like a really scary book!

  3. It was a blast to write. I based the prison on Eastern State Penitentiary and researched a lot of hunted prisons and asylums.

  4. Relationships are a lot of work, but with the right person it's worth it!
    Best of luck with the book, Vicki!

  5. Your idea is novel and well executed, Vicki. But a book about relationships and prison? Sounds like I might have written it (g).