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Bullitt County Author Fair

Pamela Turner — Thu, 16 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

10-2 PM

Central Library
740 Conestoga Parkway
Shepherdsville, KY 40165

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Demon Gate Deleted Chapter

Pamela Turner — Tue, 10 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Demon Gate is almost here! Today, I'm sharing a deleted chapter, featuring a fight between the archangel Gavri'el and the demon Abigor against three other demons. And yes, handcuffs are involved.

(Photo by Tima Miroshnichenko via pexels.com)

Gavri’el

I vowed to never set foot in a soup kitchen again.

The place reeked of despondency and resignation. Volunteer servers wearing white plastic aprons and hair nets stood behind a polished silver counter, large pots before them. In a corner, a man sang “Amazing Grace,” his baritone heartfelt. I would’ve enjoyed the song if I believed its message. Right now, I was meeting the demon Abigor to learn about tonight’s match.

I made my way through the line. Before me, homeless people, many in tattered sweaters, grimy pants, and faded knit caps, held up their trays to receive ice cream scoop servings of mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables.

Carrying my tray to a rectangular table, I searched faces for any sign of Abigor. He had fifteen minutes, then I’d leave.

A dark shape loomed over me. I looked up, a forkful of mashed potatoes halfway to my mouth. A tall, muscular man in a black duster stood there. Light from the overhead fluorescent bulbs glinted off his shaved head.

I lowered my fork. “Abigor. So Beelzebub’s lined up another fight.” Good. Another chance to kick some demon ass. “Where?”

“You’ll find out. Meantime, want to spar?”

“Sure.” If Abigor wanted to fight, I doubted he’d be my opponent. Unless he wanted to know what he was up against.

Outside, we entered a fenced off vacant lot down the street. I set up a barrier while the demon removed his duster and hung it over the chain-link fence.

“Suppose I can’t use my scythe.”

“Right.” Abigor assumed a fighting stance. He raised his fists. “Ready when you are.”

I grinned. “I won’t hold back.”

“Don’t expect you to.”

This was what I lived for. Every muscle pulled taut, every nerve burned. My opponent attacked first. I dodged the blow and swept out with my right leg, hooking Abigor’s ankle and sending him sprawling. I pounced, knees slamming into the small of the demon’s back. A surprised grunt filled me with satisfaction. I wrapped my arm around Abigor’s burly neck in a chokehold.

“Give in?”

Instead, my opponent rolled onto his back, knees bent, and pushed his feet against my mid-section, shoving me aside.

I fell back but got up. Abigor didn’t play. Like me, he took fighting seriously. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be my opponent in this next fight.

We continued sparring for the next half hour. When we finished, Abigor brushed leaves, dirt, and grass from his clothes. He held out his hand. “I’m looking forward to our actual fight.”

Foreboding chilled my blood. A malevolence tainted the air.

The demons had arrived. Had Abigor hoped to wear me out, making his victory almost certain?

“Ready?” Abigor asked.

“Bring it on.”

“Good.” The demon summoned a pair of handcuffs.

I stared at him. Manacles in hand-to-hand combat? What the hell?

Abigor snapped a cuff on my wrist. To my surprise, he fastened the other shackle onto his. “Beelzebub wants us to work as a team.” He tugged at the manacles, as if to test their strength. “He wants to see how well you can work together with a demon, since teamwork doesn’t seem to be your strong point.”

Before I could answer, two demons appeared in a flash of smoke, accompanied by the acrid odor of sulfur.

They moved fast.

I barely had time to react when some invisible force knocked me backwards. I fell, and the handcuff pulled tight around my wrist. Something jerked me back.

“Careful!” Abigor hissed. “Keep your eyes open.”

“Like I’m not?” I preferred fighting alone. Beelzebub’s teamwork kick seemed geared toward getting me killed. Big surprise.

“Get behind me,” Abigor ordered. “Fighting side-by-side won’t work.”

“Yeah, so I figured.” I obeyed. Problem? I could only fight with one arm. This battle was going to need some fancy footwork.

I caught a human shape speeding toward me out of the corner of my eye.

Wait for it…

My leg shot out, booted foot catching my assailant in the stomach.

The demon doubled over, gasping for breath. Staggering back, he stared at me, eyes wide with surprise.

I pummeled him into the ground, but Abigor pulled me back, engaged in his own fight. I tried to lunge forward, but my partner’s muscular bulk proved too strong.

A third demon appeared, courtesy of the smoke and sulfur. He rushed me, his grin malicious.

At least they wielded no weapons. In one smooth movement, I treated this newcomer to an uppercut.

These fights bored me.

I should’ve remained focused. Not only did my opponents have speed and agility, but they had remarkable recuperative powers. I should’ve realized the fight wasn’t over…

The blow hit hard and fast, knocking me off my feet and slamming Abigor face-first into the dirt.

I cursed as I struggled to stand, ignoring Abigor’s muffled curses.

Confident in our defeat, the demons stalked toward us, eyes filled with malice, mouths twisted in mocking sneers.

“Get up, dammit!” I jerked on the cuffs, yanking me and Abigor back to standing. No way I’d lose to those smirking assholes. If only I could reveal my true power—but again, something prevented that. Was it the handcuffs? I’d no idea.

I ran forward, not caring if my demonic partner kept up or not. A vicious kick to the groin, and one demon went down, writhing and clutching his crotch.

My next target tried to dodge out of the way, but I’d seen the slight shift in his body and swept my leg out, catching the demon’s ankle with my boot. He face-planted into the dirt.

Two down. One to go. I glanced around, but the third demon had vanished. Had our opponent given up?

An “Oof!” from Abigor, and I pitched forward. Palms pressed against the ground, I pushed myself back into a standing position.

I reeled, sending Abigor stumbling behind me. Like I cared. I had the last demon in my sights. A hook punch knocked him back. Without giving my assailant time to recover, I pommeled the demon’s solar plexus.

He writhed on the ground, holding his stomach and glaring at me. The handcuffs fell off. The officiating demon, who had kept quiet until now, stepped forward. He grabbed my arm and Abigor’s and raised them. Again, cheers and jeers from an invisible audience filled the air.

I summoned my scythe and separated three demon heads from their torsos.

I’d passed the second test.

Would there be a third?

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Meet the Characters: Sera McClain (Demon Gate)

Pamela Turner — Sun, 4 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Welcome! Glad you could join us. Today I’d like you to meet Sera McClain, the main character in my paranormal suspense novella, Demon Gate, the first book in the Seraph Chronicles. Welcome, Sera.

Sera: Thanks for having me.

Interviewer: Tell us something unique about yourself.

Sera: I’ve got this strange mark on my upper left arm. It’s a six-winged fiery serpent. Kinda like a birthmark but not really. Not a tattoo, either. Anyway, as long as I can remember, I healed faster than most people. Can’t say if the snake has anything to do with it. When I turned 21, things really started getting weird.

Interviewer: How so?

Sera: I was looking for a place to sleep after getting locked out of the homeless shelter for missing curfew. That same night, a cathedral materialized out of thin air before me on what I knew was a vacant lot.

Interviewer: Wow. Why do you think that happened?

Sera: To be honest, I’ve no idea. And then I heard a man’s voice in my head. He needed my help. Apparently, he was a prisoner inside the cathedral and was being tortured.

Interviewer: What did he want you to do?

Sera: Break the rose window and free him. Somehow, I found the strength to do so, but now I wished I hadn’t.

Interviewer: Why?

Sera: Turns out the prisoner was an archdemon, Beelzebub. And the guards were the archangels Mikha’el and Gavri’el. And Gavri’el wasn’t happy. I’m like sorry, how was I supposed to know?

Interviewer: Not like you meant to do it. What happens now?

Sera: Mikha’el’s invited me to stay as a guest. But I’m expected to help them recapture Beelzebub.

Interviewer: How do you plan to do that?

Sera: Good question. Not like I have the ability to bring down a demon. But Gavri’el’s pretty insistent.

Interviewer: What do you think about him and Mikha’el?

Sera: Gavri’el scares me. He’s cold, dismissive, and would probably kick me out at the first opportunity. Luckily, Mikha’el’s in charge. Gavri’el may not like it, but there’s nothing he can do. And while Mikha’el is nicer, that doesn't mean he’s a pushover. At least he didn’t give me an electrical shock like Gavri’el did after I broke the rose window.

Interviewer: Well, Gavri’el is an angel of death and vengeance. Some people see him only as an angel of the Annunciation.

Sera: I didn’t know that about him. The death and vengeance thing, I mean. But it makes sense in this case.

Interviewer: Now your life has changed, what do you plan to do going forward?

Sera: First, help recapture Beelzebub. Not sure how, but we can’t let him come back with a demon army and destroy the cathedral. This is my home for now.

Interviewer: What’s the most surprising thing that’s happened to you since you broke the rose window and freed Beelzebub?

Sera: Never thought the Devil would become an ally. Except he calls himself Lucian now. He lives in the cathedral after Mikha’el rescued him from Hell, following an uprising led by Beelzebub. That’s why the archdemon was imprisoned in the cathedral.

Interviewer: Sounds like you’ve got a solid team with Gavri’el, Mikha’el, and Lucian. Best of luck bringing Beelzebub back to prison.

Sera: Thanks. I’ll probably need it.

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Manga Reads for Halloween

Pamela Turner — Fri, 31 Oct 2025 00:00:00 +0000

It's Halloween, time for celebrating all things spooky. If you're looking for some dark manga reads, these are some of my favorites.

Hellsing (Kohta Hirano)

The vampire Alucard is loyal only to Integra Hellsing, head of the Royal Order of Protestant Knights, and his protegee Seras Victoria, whom he turned early on. His enemies often make the mistake of underestimating him with bloody and violent consequences. Even innocent bystanders caught up in his battles risk severe injury or death. In this 10-volume manga, an old enemy emerges from the shadows, intent on turning the world into a never-ending battle ground. As the saying goes, heads will roll.

Vampire Princess Miyu (Narumi Kakinouci)

Time to switch the proverbial gears from the violent Alucard to the beautiful and ethereal young vampire, Miyu. She's the guardian of beings known as Shinma (god-demons). When they escape into the human realm, Miyu hunts them down and returns them to the darkness. As a vampire, she's drawn to those humans who are grieving and will often offer eternal happiness in exchange for their blood. But with this happiness comes a detachment from reality.

Mermaid Saga (Rumiko Takahashi)

The mermaids in Rumiko Takahashi's manga are renown for their supposed ability to impart eternal life on whomever eats their flesh. But only a few lucky people survive the transformation. Yuta, a 500-year old fisherman is one, along with his companion, Mana. Most people die a horrible death or turn into monsters, known as lost souls. The Mermaid Saga spins cautionary tales of immortality and the horrifying results that can occur when people attempt to achieve eternal life.

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My First Solo Author Signing

Pamela Turner — Tue, 14 Oct 2025 00:00:00 +0000

This past Saturday, I celebrated a milestone many authors aspire to. I had my first author signing at From the Ground Up Books in Shepherdsville, Kentucky.

Did a lot of people show up? No. And that's okay. I remember going to an author signing at the Fort Knox library years ago. They'd just finished renovating the building and weren't sure if anyone would show up. The author himself said even if only one person came, it'd be worth it. Maybe not everyone would agree but sometimes the smaller audiences make for a more personal exchange. (There was a huge turnout by the way.)

So thank you to those who came and bought my books. I hope you enjoy them. I'm also sincerely grateful for every reader.

And if you live in the Louisville/Shepherdsville, Kentucky area, stop by From the Ground Up Books. Discover a new read or an old favorite.

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