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    Briarcliff, Volume One
    Briarcliff, Volume One
    Briarcliff, Volume One
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    Briarcliff, Volume One

    By Lorraine Beaumont

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    "The paranormal romance that centers the story and pulls you into its embrace like a lover you had forgotten how much you enjoyed kissing. There is mystery and more than anything there is the need to find out what dark secret lies at the core of it all.” Sookie Stackhouse Reviews

    Briar Cliff Township might look like any other picturesque New England town, but it harbors a dark secret. For much of the year it is indeed like so many of the little towns of privilege tucked away amongst the forests of the New England coast. But when the winds change old stirrings arise from forgotten misdeeds and a thirst for vengeance.

    BOOKS IN THIS SERIES
    Briarcliff, Vol I
    Briarcliff, Vol II
    Briarcliff, Vol III

    Other books by Lorraine
    #1 Bestselling Time Travel Romance Series
    Ravenhurst Series
    Forgotten Time
    Shadows of Yesterday
    Time to Remember
    Dreams of Tomorrow
    Now and Forever
    RAVENHURST: A Victorian Christmas
    Lucian
    RAVENHURST: A Modern Day Christmas

    Special Readers Choice Editions
    Ravenhurst, Vol I
    Ravenhurst, Vol II
    Ravenhurst, Vol III

    #1 Bestselling Scottish Time Travel Series
    Lost in the Highlands, Volume One
    Lost in the Highlands, Volume Two
    Lost in the Highlands, Volume Three

    Edenbrooke Hollow Series
    We three Withes, A Good Spell Gone Wrong
    We three Witches, Something Wicked
    We three Witches, Toil and Trouble

    New Series in the Works

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLorraine Beaumont
    Release dateDec 31, 2013
    ISBN9781311109255
    Briarcliff, Volume One
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    Lorraine Beaumont

    Lorraine Beaumont is a #1 International Bestselling, #1 Amazon Bestselling Author and an Award-Winning Poet. All of her books are written with an ensemble cast of characters, filled with plenty of twists and turns that will keep you guessing until the very end. She has four different series to date written in multiple genre'. Ravenhurst, Briarcliff, Edenbrooke Hollow, Lost in the Highlands. She loves hearing from her readers - Connect with her online anytime: Website: www.lorrainebeaumont.com Email:lbeaumontbooks@gmail.com Twitter: @Lbeaumont_

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      Briarcliff, Volume One - Lorraine Beaumont

      PROLOGUE

      A 1971 Grasshopper-Green Gremlin tore down the pothole-ridden road as Jay Z’s ‘Forever Young’ warbled out of the blown speakers of the car stereo.

      Heavy branches of ancient towering trees cast shadows across the worn pavement, blocking out the late afternoon sun.

      Ruby Hudson slammed on the brakes and her little car skidded to a halt on the faded pavement.

      Not ten feet in front of her was a worn, weathered sign covered in a deluge of bird droppings and briars, nearly impossible to see if you weren’t looking for it. It read: We come to Briarcliff, the letter L getting lost at some point over the years.

      "Gotcha!" she hooted merrily.

      The little bobble-headed figure of Ponce de Leon tilted sideways on the dashboard as she made a sharp turn down the narrow strip of road hidden within the folds of a remote part of the New England forest.

      Not too much longer, she assured herself and then made a face, catching a glimpse of her aged reflection staring back at her in the side view mirror.

      Ruby had seen better days, that was for sure. Her once vibrant red hair had nearly turned white and the lines around her lips were a reminder that she used to smoke and still did when the mood struck her.

      Slowing down, she turned one last corner and hit the brakes. Warning signs were posted to the gate and on the surrounding trees.

      Ignoring them, she turned off the engine and popped the tab of her ‘special occasion’ can of Diet Dr. Pepper. Her doctor had told her she needed to quit drinking so many diet sodas because they would kill her faster than cigarettes. She tended to agree so she had given them up, mostly, unless there was a special occasion. And this she thought as she stared past the gate into the woods, this auspicious moment certainly qualified as a special occasion.

      Lifting the can, she made a silent toast and then then drank down every drop.

      The sound Cicadas and rushing water greeted her when she opened her door. Reaching into the car, she grabbed her backpack and her empty can along with it.

      Climbing over the gate with more ease than a woman of her advanced years probably should, Ruby made her way down the path leading into the woods.

      There were no bugs buzzing here or birds making a ruckus. No. This particular part of the forest was void of any sound with the exception of running water.

      Not wanting to give credence to her growing sense of unease that she was being followed she moved quickly down the path, pushing her way through overgrown brush until she made it to the edge of the embankment. As she set down her backpack, a heavy thud sounded behind her.

      This one was so close she felt the earth shake under her feet.

      She turned and her eyes widened in disbelief. I’ll be damned…

      A bright flash of light stole her sight and then everything turned black.

      Ruby Hudson crumpled to the ground… the can of Diet Dr. Pepper still held firmly in her grasp.

      1-PROVIDENCE

      A bloodcurdling scream echoed out in the night, starting a similar chain reaction across the blanket-filled park. Pieces of popcorn showered down as two young girls frantically hopped across empty patches of grass, trying to get out of the park before the next victim was murdered.

      Chance widened his eyes for emphasis as Colton gave him a look of disbelief. I swear!

      "Dude, you lyin’? Did he really piss himself?"

      Chance nodded.

      Colton scoffed, shaking his head. What a girl!

      Chance pushed his shaggy blonde hair back from his face. I can’t judge man. That place is messed up.

      Yeah, it sounds like it.

      Kingston stepped up to the edge of the blanket. What are you two girls crying about?

      About how mess up Briarcliff Manor is, Chance said.

      I don’t care what it is or isn’t, that’s where my party’s going to be next weekend.

      No way, Chance said.

      Kingston lifted his brow. Yes way. He finished off his drink. Barnaby, you got anymore jungle juice?

      Barnaby picked up the thermos and shook it. Sorry dude, Colton drank the rest.

      Colton gave Barnaby a nasty glare and mouthed douchebag.

      Barnaby shrugged his shoulders.

      You want some of mine, Colton asked.

      No. Thank. You. Kingston made a face and laughed.

      What’s so funny, man? Colton frowned.

      Colton is such a baby, Moriah whispered.

      I didn’t think so. I didn’t even hear what he was saying. I was too busy being mesmerized by his beautiful face.

      Colton turned in my direction and my breath caught. Then I realized he wasn’t exactly looking at me, but instead at my best friend Moriah, a big-busted Barbie look-alike. Yeah, I had thought Barbie was just a pipe dream too, until Moriah came to town.

      Sighing, I crawled down to the end of the blanket and grabbed up a bag of chips.

      Boys were idiots, I thought, staring at them all lined up like wannabe rock stars at the end of the blanket. Kingston Hayward, the leader of the pack was smiling stupidly at Moriah while Chance and Colton smacked at each other’s hands like girls—stupid.

      I grabbed out a handful of chips and shoved them all in my mouth. No one was paying attention to me anyway.

      Barnaby plopped down on the blanket. Can I have some? He leaned back on his elbows. His head was near my lap and his dark curls skimmed my thigh.

      He had nice hair; I wondered if it was as soft as it looked. Sure. I held out the bag. "What’s

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