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When artist, Kira McGovern mixes paints with the ashes of the dead, she discovers her psychic gifts, but it also leads
her to some horrifying crimes in this psychological thriller of a novel. It seems innocent enough
at first, thought Kira McGovern---mixing her dead mother’s ashes with paint to create a tribute painting. What a way
to personalize and immortalize her mom’s memory! The idea so ensnares her that she forms a new business, Canvas of Life,
to do just that for others. As she begins with her first clients, something inexplicable occurs: Kira experiences segments
of the dead person’s life. In dreams and visions she begins to receive images, some are gratifying, some unpleasant
and some of them are downright deadly.
Sean Easton is a Kansas farm boy with a special talent he is just beginning
to understand. His father, too, has recently died, but something sinister still lingers on the farm. When he takes his father’s
ashes to Kira as a pretense to meet her, he not only falls in love but makes some startling discoveries about his own life
as well, and as Kira begins to paint with Sean’s father’s ashes the real terror begins….
In
Dark Canvas, join Kira and Sean as they realize they must quickly find the meaning and the source of her dreams and visions
before both their love and their lives are destroyed.
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Excerpt
The giant bulge in the corral was now recognizable as a face. The same vile visage she’d
seen before. Its mouth was open with lips pulled back from the teeth. … That face, which now resembled a corpse’s
skull being forced through a thick rubber balloon slowly turned its gaze on her. The features contorted in the turn and somehow
those empty sockets seemed to focus on Kira’s heart.
“NO!” It said and a shard of the giant easel
separated itself and flew straight at her. Her chest clenched and she couldn’t breathe. She just stood, watching, as
the face cast its malicious stare upon her. Feeling a sharp stab, she looked down. The shard had struck her in the chest.
Feeling like a hapless rabbit she watched as that hideous gaze shifted again and seemed to stare back up to the sky. The
lips slowly spread to form a tremendous “O” shape and the entire painting seemed to stretch and pull until it
was being sucked into that giant mouth. Kira’s stasis finally broke, and her mouth opened, imitating those unearthly
features as she attempted to vent a scream. No sound, however, escaped her.
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