#releaseday #newrelease SKETCH, by Didi Oviatt #YAthriller #NextChapterPub #CreativiaPub #Slasher #excerpt

***John‘s wide awake now, standing just inside the doorway with his hair in a sleepy woosh to one side. He’s holding his shotgun, cocked and loaded, ready to fire if needs be. He isn’t about to let some nut job come storming into his house accusing him of anything. John loves Misty, and would never do anything to hurt her. If Mr. Crawl only knew how he felt, maybe he wouldn’t be making such crazy accusations.***



When the body of the local girl, Misty Crawl, is found dismembered in an underground bunker, the town is thrown into a whirlwind of panic and speculation. Times aren’t exactly smooth sailing with a depression in full swing. The spaced out community of farmers pull together as one, trying to uncover the guilty party.

Thrown smack in the middle of such chaos, is a group of teens. They’re known troublemakers, but have good hearts. Although they’re innocent, the local law enforcers believe otherwise, and the true killer is lurking far too close for comfort. Will the four be able to uncover the truth before one of them pays the price for Misty’s death? Or will the brutal killer strike again, attacking the heart of the four?

(Sketch is a young adult psychological thriller. It’s a quick easy read, appropriate and gripping for mid-teens and up with no sexual content and some bloody gore. Parent’s be advised.)




As soon as Steven’s dad, Robert Smith, pulls down the road, they look mischievously at one another and then take off in a sprint down the steps into his basement. Steven’s always wanted to know what’s locked away down here. His father told him years ago that it was just a room full of old newspapers. But, Steven’s always known there has to be more to this dingy looking door all locked away. It doesn’t take Chloe long to pick the lock. She’s getting better and faster at it with every lock she opens. The door creaks as it swings open, and there it is.

“Holy shit,” gasps John.

“This is the best day of my life,” says Michael.

“Look at the dust on all this stuff. I’ll bet this door hasn’t been open in years! No one will even notice if we take it!” adds Chloe.

Steven whispers in fear, “I don’t know guys, my dad will kill me if he finds out.”

“No he won’t, Red, I can take him,” jokes Michael.

Staring back at them from the wall to wall metal storage shelves are two small crossbows and an open chest of arrows. Along with old war paint, hatchets, a couple machetes, rope, and one box of newspapers setting on the floor.


4 Comments Add yours

  1. This sounds like a great story, Didi.

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    1. Thanks Robbie! I’ve added you as one of my authors to read this month! Any suggestions on where to start? 😊


  2. Congratulations. I just caught up on a few weeks of missed posts from your blog. Wow I am behind.

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    1. As am I, my friend lol!! Thank you 🤩🤓

      Liked by 1 person

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