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Dragon of Eriden

                                               
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Dragon of Eriden: The Complete Collection
Samantha Jacobey
Genre: Fantasy
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Whisper of Suffering 
(Dragon of Eriden Book 1) 
 
410 Pages 
 
King Ziradon… Supreme Dragon of Eriden. He is overthrown; imprisoned in a stone fortress to watch as his kingdom is plundered by his once trusted adviser, Gwirwen.
Princess Kaliwyn… Dragoness and heir to the throne of Eriden. She is cursed to human form, stripped of her memory and cast out of the magical kingdom. But her dragon heart is strong, and it is her destiny to return and set right the grievances her people have suffered.
And so, the Dragon of Eriden begins…
 
Amicia Spicer led a simple life, until she discovered it had all been a lie…
On her deathbed, Arely Spicer confessed to her only daughter that she had been found by, not born to her mother and father. Sad news to be certain, the idea of having a family of flesh and blood waiting to be reunited sent the young, independent woman on the adventure of a lifetime. Little did she know, a dragon’s heart beat within her chest and her journey would be more perilous than she could have imagined…
 
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Journey of Darkness 
(Dragon of Eriden Book 2)
410 Pages
 
Within Amicia’s chest beats the heart of a dragon, if she can discover it in time…
In her deathbed confession, Arely Spicer opened Amicia’s eyes to the truth about her past, sending the young woman running for her life. Fleeing the port town of Nalen, Ami quickly fell into a surreal nightmare, where dragons hunted her and her new friends to exhaustion, giving them little option but to hide in fear. 
Refusing to simply accept their circumstances, first mate Piers Massheby leads the group out of their refuge at Esterbrook, home of the nymphs and satyrs. Crossing the wilderness and vast desert of Peaswan, they are shadowed by their hunter, the great dragon who seeks to destroy them. 
Meeting friend and foe along the way, they question the wisdom of leaving the safety of the glen as they encounter new discoveries and dangers on their march to the north. In search of a way out of Eriden and back to their home in the Rim of Mortals, peril looms in the shadows, and they fear with each battle they face that it will be their last. 
Amicia’s magical powers grow, but will they be enough to hold off the trolls that yearn to tear them to shreds?
 
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Betrayal of Honor 
(Dragon of Eriden Book 3)
410 pages
 
The princess has yet to hear her dragon heart, but many have seen the truth within her…
Deeply disturbed by the deathbed confession of the woman who raised her, Amicia Spicer left her home far behind. She has crossed an impossible ocean and landed upon a magical shore, but a fierce dragon hunts her, putting all those who dare to walk by her side in mortal danger… 
The group has made a home in the north and formed an unlikely alliance with the trolls, but their peace is short lived. An evil has settled across the kingdom, one that must be faced if the group will have the means to survive, much less return to their families across the sea. Friends and enemies are difficult to discern, and the intentions of all they encounter are in doubt. 
On the move again, they are taken in by the dwarves, but King Baeweth has his own agenda. Forced to flee in the dead of night, no haven is safe as the battle between the dragons grows, engulfing all the kingdom and setting each against his own in every corner of the land. 
Will any take their side in the end, or will they be left to stand alone against the enemies of the realm?
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Kingdom of Ruin (Dragon of Eriden Book 4)
 
410 Pages
 
Amicia has discovered the secret of her line, and the heart of Kaliwyn beats within her chest…
Ami could not have faced the truth without the support of her dearest friends. Her plans for the future irrevocably altered, she must take on the dragons and stand for what is right over what is easy. Forgiving her mother and father for their deceit, she has made the choice to move against the dragons; but the price has already been high, and the battle has hardly begun…
Only through the help of her comrades can the civil war be brought to an end and the shadows that threaten all of Eriden be removed. The finale is near, but the danger will be greater than the group has ever faced. Her power matched by her resolve, Kaliwyn gathers her forces and prepares for the bloody stand they must make by enlisting unlikely supporters wherever she can.
Elves, trolls, dwarves and daemons all take sides in the battle that threatens to rip their kingdom in two. Friends turn and allies fall, but the will of the group to prevail remains strong, even in the darkness of all they have lost.
Can they survive the great war that threatens to leave both Eriden and the Rim of Mortals in ruins?
 
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Dragon of Eriden: The Complete Collection
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Anyone who knows me could tell you, I am a friendly kind of person, never met a stranger and take up conversations anywhere at any time. I work hard, and my mind never seems to shut down, as I wake up often in the middle of the night with ideas pouring out and demanding to be dealt with. Of course that means much of my books were written in the middle of the night.
I grew up and still live in the great state of Texas where everything is bigger, where we have warm weather and a central location. I love my state, my town, and my family, which includes my four sons, my significant other, and many friends as well.
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Going to Another Place

GOING TO ANOTHER PLACE

by Lauren Marie

Genre: Time Travel Romance

Publisher: Books to Go Now

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A man, from 2008, falls forty eight floors from a building in Seattle and wakes up in 1815 England.

A woman, in 1815 England, watches a bright star fall from the sky. She travels to the future, but can’t stay due to her lack of immunity to the 21st century diseases.

Michael Drury and Emma Wallace have fallen in love, but are torn between two worlds. He has family in the 21st century. She wants to stay with him, but continues to grow very ill, very fast.

Spanning almost 200 years, will their love be able to exist in the same time?

“Where am I?” Michael asked.

“This is Delancy Manor. We are an estate outside the village of Darlington in county Durham, England,” Mr. Delancy answered.

“What year is this?”

“1815, sir,” an older woman said from the foot of his bed.

“1815 is impossible. I was born in 1980 and working a construction job. It’s 2008.”

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Lauren Marie’s first published Going to Another Place in 2013. With Books to Go, Now’s help the book has been re-edited.

She is also the author of The Haller Lake series – A Demon’s Scheme – Book 1 and Magicks Pathway – Book 2, Big Mike-Little, Golden Ribbons – story 4 of the Miss Demeanor Private Detective Agency series, I’m Not What You Think, Love’s Embers – book 1 of the Canon City Series, Love on Ice – book 2 of the Canon City Series, One Touch at Cob’s Bar and Grill – story 3 of the Montana Ranch Series, Love’s Touch – Then and Now, Going to Another Place.

She lives in Western Washington State with three cats, Agamemnon, Jericho and Jasper.

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Everglades

EVERGLADES

by Petie McCarty

Genre: Contemporary Romance with Suspenseful elements

Publisher: Desert Breeze Publishing, Inc.

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Photojournalist Kayli Heddon is sent on an airboat safari for a photo essay and gets stranded deep in the Everglades with her ruggedly handsome guide. She is forced to learn some tough lessons — namely, trust means everything in the dangerous River of Grass and a skilled partner can make all the difference in her survival.

Skye Landers takes the airboat safari gig as a favor to his cousin. He doesn’t expect the governor’s photographer to catch his eye, but Kayli Heddon is unlike any woman he has ever met. Skye knows he should keep his distance, but common sense goes out the window whenever he gets near her.

Unfortunately, Kayli thinks honesty is the most important thing in a relationship — any relationship — and Skye Landers is a fraud. When secrets surface from Skye’s past, Kayli and Skye are soon on the run from more than just alligators.

Leaping over palmettos and tree roots and dodging half-buried cypress knees, they raced for their airboat as the whine in the distance grew louder. Kayli recognized the whine as a second airboat. She couldn’t stop running if she wanted to, Skye had a death grip on her hand.

“Tell me what’s wrong,” she shouted, “and why are we running?”

Twenty more yards and they reached the airboat. The approaching craft sounded closer by the second.

He dropped her hand to grab the bow line. “Get in the boat,” he ordered.

She stopped dead. “No.”

He whipped around with a fearsome glare.

“Not until you tell me why we’re running.” This was so unlike the man she’d come to know over the last two days at close quarters. He looked — well, scared.

“Crane Tennapin is on his way here with drug runners to make a pick up.”

She felt the blood drain from her face. “Who is Crane Tennapin?”

“Another cousin, now let’s go.” He pushed on the bow of the airboat. “I’ve got to get you out of here. I’ll leave you at Sally’s.”

“I’m staying with you.”

“You can’t. I have to come back to help Crane.”

The whine grew louder and closer.

She froze. “You’re coming back to help a drug dealer?”

“Hell no!” he roared and softened his voice when she flinched. “Crane’s in over his head. He got mixed up with the Colombians before he knew about the drugs. Now they’re threatening to hurt him if he doesn’t help with this drop.”

He motioned her over and held out a hand. “Come on, come on.”

“What if you don’t get back in time?” She couldn’t believe she wasn’t scrambling into the airboat.

He had her by the shoulders in two steps and stared hard in her eyes. “I can’t let anything happen to you.” The emotion in his voice wrapped around her heart like long tentacles, and she couldn’t pull free. She didn’t want to.

Her arms flew around his neck, and he crushed her to his chest, his mouth hard against hers. A flood of emotion rifled through her unlike anything she’d ever felt in her life. She wanted to fold her soul into his and never let him go. She had wanted this kiss from the moment she laid eyes on Skye. She wanted it to last forever.

Precious seconds were squandered. The airboat whine grew louder, and his head jerked up. “Damn.”

“There’s no time to get me out.” No way would she leave him, not with drug runners coming. She may never see him again.

He pulled back and gazed into her eyes. “You have to trust me.”

She nodded. “What’re you going to do?”

“Sink the airboat.”

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Petie spent a large part of her career working at Walt Disney World — “The Most Magical Place on Earth” — where she enjoyed working in the land of fairy tales by day and creating her own romantic fairy tales by night, including her new series, The Cinderella Romances. She eventually said good-bye to her “day” job to write her stories full-time. These days Petie spends her time writing sequels to her regency time-travel series, Lords in Time, and her mystery-romance-with-elements-of-suspense series, the Mystery Angel Romances.

Petie shares her home on the Cumberland Plateau in Tennessee with her horticulturist husband, a spoiled-rotten English Springer spaniel addicted to pimento-stuffed green olives, and a noisy Nanday conure named Sassy who made a cameo appearance in Angel to the Rescue.

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Stronger

STRONGER

by Suzanne Jenkins

Genre: Romantic Suspense

Karen Pruitt and friends came to New York on a long weekend holiday sponsored by the airlines she’d worked for, meeting FBI Special Agent Michael Calder at a bar in Greenwich Village. “I couldn’t help hearing your accent,” he’d said, a lame pick up line at best but truthful.

“We’re from England,” she replied, smiling, sweeping him off his feet.

His love for her took him by complete surprise. Not looking for a relationship, Michael was twice her age and a confirmed bachelor, which he later realized he should have stayed. Grumpy, crotchety, irritable were words used to describe him around the office. Everyone noticed the difference on Monday; he was glowing.

“Isn’t it the woman who is supposed to shine from within?” His boss, Jeremy Fisher asked, the other agents laughing at Michael’s expense.

“I don’t know, but I can tell you, whatever this is, I like it.”

But after eleven years, and three children later, Karen never adapted to life in New York, and she fled back to England without Michael. Broken-hearted, Michael isn’t alone for long, dating a woman young enough to be his daughter, who is obsessed by walking in New York Fashion Week.

When his team puts a mobster behind bars, no one in Michael’s circle of colleagues and family will be safe. Will Karen be able to forgive him when his job threatens her life?

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Leaving her three children home alone as usual, she’d get in an early morning run. The sun was just below the horizon, a thin line of brilliant magenta fading to purple then to black overhead. Seeing the beginning of a beautiful morning was worth losing the sleep. It was about an hour earlier than her usual run. She had so much work to do that day that when her bladder woke her, she would take advantage of it and get an early start. Rain was in the air; she could smell it, a mossy, metallic scent, and the little bit of light at that hour lit a boiling sea, the whitecaps rolling in from as far as the eye could see.

“Maggie,” she whispered to her fourteen-year-old daughter, the oldest, “I’m going to go out for a run. I’ll be back in an hour.”

“What time is it?” Maggie moaned, her arm thrown over her forehead.

“Just six. I’ll be back in an hour,” she repeated.

Kissing her on the cheek, Karen Calder tiptoed out of the bedroom, out of the house, and into the frozen mist. Close to Cherry Lane, which lay between the house and a waist-high stone wall separating it from the Atlantic Ocean, she paused at the opening to a path that wound down the dune to the beach. She’d taken the path a hundred times, a thousand times, but at that hour the tide was still up a little far for a run.

The lane dead-ended just beyond the last cottage, so traffic was rarely a problem outside of the few year-round residents. A lone car, a dark, nondescript sedan, was parked down a bit behind her, but the lights flicked on, and it drove past Cozy Cottage. Even from a distance, the driver looked like a caricature, an Elvis impersonator, with a thick head of hair and dark glasses—odd for dawn. A cloud of exhaust in the cold trailed behind the car. Karen pulled her scarf up higher, laughing.

“People are so funny,” she muttered before stepping back onto the cobblestones.

Pacing her steps along the dusty lane, the air was cold enough that she could see her breath. The way stretched out ahead of her. It took a full mile to warm up, each step torture even for Karen, who was in excellent physical condition, and she longed to return home to her warm bed. She fought the battle to keep going until her muscles finally warmed up. Her breath matched her pace: ha in, na out, ha na, ha na, ha.

Running in the morning forced order upon her life—first caring for body and mind made her a better woman, leading to a better mother, friend, and colleague. Singleness was growing on her after two years, and she had no desire to integrate a man into her life with her three children. They were thriving, too.

The warm-up almost complete, no matter how many years she ran for health, that mile mark lurked ahead of her, and when she passed it, it was like magic. Legs limber, her body temperature comfortable in spite of the cold, Karen increased her speed, breaking into a sprint that she’d maintain for the next five miles.

Her scarf was up over her mouth, and it was soon saturated with condensation, so she pulled it down again, the cold air hitting her wet chin. In that maneuver, she was distracted, and he came at her from behind, grabbing onto her arm, knocking her to the ground with a blow to her head, and before she could scream, her mouth made contact with the pavement, teeth jarring, the taste of blood, and within seconds, she was out cold.

Suzanne Jenkins Bio Suzanne writes page-turning contemporary romance, mystery, and women’s fiction with passionately gripping characters that stay with readers long after they turn the last page. The Detroit Detective Stories, beginning with The Greeks of Beaubien Street are a reflection of American fantasy with historical reality. Pam of Babylon books consistently rank in the Top 100 Best Sellers in American Drama with over 500,000 downloads. A retired operating room nurse, Jenkins lives in Southern California.

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Snow in July

SNOW IN JULY

by Kim Iverson Headlee

Official genre of book: Medieval Paranormal Romance

From the award-winning pen of Kim Iverson Headlee comes the exciting, poignant love story of a distressed damsel who wields a fierce fireplace poker and the smoking hot knight she must save from himself.

Sir Robert Alain de Bellencombre has been granted what every man wants: a rich English estate in exchange for his valiant service at the Battle of Hastings. To claim this reward, the Norman knight must wed the estate’s Saxon heiress. Most men would leap at such an opportunity, but for Alain, who broke his vow to his dying mother by failing to protect his youngest brother in battle, it means facing more easily broken vows. But when rumors of rampant thievery, dangerous beasts, and sorcery plaguing a neighboring estate reach his ears, nothing will make him shirk duty to king and country when people’s lives stand at risk. He assumes the guise of a squire to scout the land, its problems, and its lady.

Lady Kendra of Edgarburh has been granted what no woman wants: a forced marriage to an enemy who may be kith or kin to the man who murdered her beloved brother. Compounding her anguish is her failure to awaken the miraculous healing gift bequeathed by their late mother in time to save his life. Although with his dying breath, he made her promise to seek happiness above all, Kendra vows that she shall find neither comfort nor love in the arms of a Norman…unless it snows in July.

Alain is smitten by Lady Kendra from the first moment of their meeting; Kendra feels the forbidden allure of the handsome and courtly Norman “squire.” But a growing evil overshadows everyone, invoking dark forces and ensnaring Kendra in a plot to overthrow the king Alain is oath-bound to serve. Kendra and Alain face a battle unlike any other as their honor, their love, their lives, and even their very souls lie in the balance.

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Alain’s friendship with Sir Ruaud, his polished manners and speech, fighting skills, and scars—it made less sense than ever that he could be a squire. “Who are you, really?” she whispered.

His back stiffened, and he released her hand to give her a curious look. Finally, he smiled. “A complete fool.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Hardly that, if you possessed the wit to locate me. I mean, you must be a knight. Don’t bother to deny it. There can be no other reasonable explanation.”

He regarded her for a long moment. “Yes. I am a knight.”

“But why the disguise?” She recoiled as an unpleasant thought returned. “Sir Robert didn’t send you to test my virtue, did he?”

“Mon Dieu, no! Never once did that cross his mind.”

She felt her brow wrinkle. “How can you be so certain?”

“I have known Sir Robert my entire life.” His smile turned enigmatic. “He would never resort to such a ploy.”

“But he would send you and Sir Ruaud ahead to look me over, is that it?” Her ire rose on the wings of indignation. “To determine whether I am a worthy match for his lordship?” His smile inverted to dread. “Hah. I am right.”

Denying him a chance to reply, she shot to her feet. Her instinct suggested escaping into the maze, but fear of becoming lost in the mist pushed her toward the tower’s door. The bolt’s heaviness prevented her from locking him out, so she concentrated on making best speed. Pounding footsteps warned her of Alain’s pursuit.

He caught her wrist while she was still on the stairs, but she yanked it free and continued up. On the landing outside the upper chamber, she had to pause for air. He joined her before she could escape.

“Please, my lady,” he said between breaths. “Let me explain.”

“What’s to explain? Sir Robert sent you to scout me out, and you agreed. You Normans are a despicable lot. Every last, stinking one of you! I thought I had met one who wasn’t.” She blinked hard to fight off the welling tears. “I was wrong.”


Kim Headlee lives on a farm in southwestern Virginia with her family, cats, goats, Great Pyrenees goat guards, and assorted wildlife. People and creatures come and go, but the cave and the 250-year-old house ruins—the latter having been occupied as recently as the mid-twentieth century—seem to be sticking around for a while yet. She has been an award-winning novelist since 1999 (Dawnflight, Simon & Schuster) and has been studying the Arthurian Legends and literature for nigh on half a century.


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A Cemetery, a Cannibal and the Day of the Dead

Title: A Cemetery, a Cannibal and the Day of the Dead
Author: CC Dragon
Genre: Paranormal Cozy Mystery
Cover Designer: Viola Estrella
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Deanna has seen a lot of wild paranormal and supernatural things in New Orleans. But grave robbers? Dead bodies exposed and pieces removed… Who would do that?
Could it be cannibals? Are these hate crimes? Mentally ill criminals? Or is it an elaborate hoax staged by Walking Dead fans?

The Day of the Dead and Halloween are a big deal in the Big Easy. Ghost and cemetery tours mean major business from tons of tourists. This desecration of old graves has to stop.
When the monsters turn out to be real and the dead are being disrespected, the supernatural balance is thrown into chaos. It’s up to Deanna and friends to lock down the paranormal crazy before the veil between the living and the dead is destroyed.
A loyal Chicago girl who loves deep dish pizza, the Cubs, and The Lake, CC Dragon is fascinated by the metaphysical and paranormal.  She loves creating characters, especially amateur sleuths who solve mysteries. A coffee and chocolate addict who loves fast cars, she’s still looking for a hero who likes to cook and clean…so she can write more!
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A straight woman owning a drag club in the French Quarter might seem odd. After Katrina hit, there were some unexpected property opportunities. Only having Ivy around made it a smart move. She had the Long and Big Easy turning a profit and packed every night. The décor changed and now it was decked out for Halloween. Smoky grays and full moons. Neon orange and green lights marked the dancefloor.
As always, hot shirtless men served drinks. I walked in and found Greg at a corner table staring at the glass bar. Following his line of sight, I saw Gunnar talking with Ivy and a tall handsome man in drag. I’d seen a lot of drag but a black man dressed as a very pretty Marilyn Monroe was a first for me. He pulled it off well.
Before I was noticed by Ivy, I headed over to Greg. “That’s Brody?”
He nodded.
“You don’t like him? Her…what’s her drag name?” I asked.
“Brandy on the Rocks,” he replied.
“Okay then. What’s wrong with her?” I asked.
“I haven’t gone over. Ivy just does this all the time. Half of them she doesn’t bring here. She dates around,” he said.
“No law against that.” I knew Greg cared about his drag queen cousin. They were quite different but both adults.
“I worry about her. I want her protected. Another drag queen. In this political climate?” Greg asked.
“So, her getting married to a big burly guy is better?” I asked.
“Safer. Brody isn’t weak but lean. I keep looking at them. I think this might be the one.” Greg kept staring at them.
“Jealous? You can settle down whenever you want. Ex-priest wedding or gay wedding, I’m good with both.” I shrugged.
He smiled. “I can take care of myself.”
“Stern outer layer, always-so-tough Greg. Ivy wears her heart on her sleeve. Doesn’t mean she’s weaker than us. Sometimes she’s better at relating to people because she’s not pushing the emotions away.” I watched for a moment and saw what Greg saw.
The sparkle wasn’t just coming from Ivy. Brandy (aka Brody) stared at Ivy like she was a goddess.
“How long have they really been dating?” I asked.
“Gunnar asked around. Sounds like a couple of months at least. No one has a bad word to say about Brody, except an ex-boyfriend who seems bitter. He manages a bridal shop.” Greg sipped from a bottle of water.
“Sounds pretty normal for Ivy. Good.” I pulled out my phone and texted Ivy to let her know I was there.
Ivy looked around and I waved. She dragged Brandy over and Gunnar followed.
“Deanna, Greg, this is Brandy. Brody.” Ivy nodded.
“Nice to meet you.” I shook her hand.
Why were drag queen’s nails always so much better than mine? I needed to get to a salon. Her French tips had a pretty golden pattern over the nail.
“Hi, Greg. You’re Ivy’s cousin?” Brandy asked.
Her voice was a bit low but drag was about expression, not passing as the opposite sex. Still, it was a little jarring.
Greg nodded. “Yep. But she’s special and has a lot of friends.”
Brandy smiled. “The obligatory mess with my cousin and I’ll beat you up’? That’s sweet.”
Greg cleared his throat. “No. I’m not violent. I figured you’d know I used to be a priest. But she has a lot of friends who look out for her.”
“Including police,” I tossed in for fun.
“Be nice, you two.” Ivy smacked Greg’s shoulder.
“I already warned Brandy about Ivy’s inner circle.” Gunnar smiled.
My phone chimed and I checked it. A text from LeBlanc.
Just checking on you from last night. Feeling okay?
I replied: Fine. That was nothing.
A minute later my phone chimed. Where are you?
Was this guy serious? My club.
“Who are you texting now?” Ivy asked.
“LeBlanc. I had a vision last night at the cemetery and he got all freaked. He’s just supposed to be part of the clinic stuff. I don’t know why he’s following me around while I work.”
“He’s interested in you,” Gunnar said.
“No. He’s confused. Thinks he’s getting into business with a freaky psychic person. It’s fine. I should’ve taken you with me then he’d have left me alone,” I replied.
“Is he cute?” Brandy asked.
“Hot. Like reserved, stern Darcy hot.” Gunnar winked.
“He’s not.” I rolled my eyes.
“He’s hot.” Ivy took Gunnar’s side, of course.
I looked to Greg for support.
“I’m no expert on men’s attractiveness, but he seemed interested in you. More than just work. Or friendship. It’s subtle. He’s not obvious or crude. That’s good,” Greg encouraged.
Ivy grabbed my phone and started texting.
“What are you doing? Stop!” I ordered.
“I’m just giving him the address. He can come by and have a drink with friends. It’s a good test to see how a straight guy does in a gay bar,” Ivy insisted.
I got my phone back and reread the message. At least there were no crazy cutesy emojis in there.

Every October

EVERY OCTOBER

by Aubree Lane

Genre: Paranormal Romance

Being dead isn’t as easy as you think.

Tied to the cemetery where her remains came to rest, the ghost of Zoey Harris is stuck. The only bright spot in her miserable afterlife is that every October she gets to visit her daughter. It’s typically a quick fly-by to see what costume she’s wearing for Halloween, but this year the five-year-old can not only sense her mother’s essence, she can see her. The adventure begins when Zoey grows more confident in her newfound haunting abilities and decides to sneak a peek and see what her husband has been up to.

Until death do us part was all Caleb promised. To have the specter of his dead wife reappear the moment he finds the courage to take off his wedding band is the stuff nightmares are made of. Their daughter loves it when Zoey drops by each fall, but he’s tired of the sadness and grief. Caleb needs more…even if it means chaining Zoey to her headstone for all eternity.

THE PULL GREW EACH OCTOBER. The urge to check in on her family was overwhelming. Zoey leaned her wispy frame over her daughter’s bed and kissed her forehead. The little girl blew out a contented sigh and nestled deeper into her pillow.

The scar running down the middle of Amy’s brow had faded to white. A second scar across her nose was barely noticeable. Zoey smiled. The plastic surgeon did an exceptional job. In another year, both scars would vanish.

Her best and only friend appeared beside her. “Here you are. I should have known.”

“Hush. Don’t wake her.”

Prue rolled her eyes. “Please, she’s a kid. I could scream at the top of my lungs and she wouldn’t move a muscle.” She gazed down at the angelic five-year-old and the tone of the older ghost softened. “Look how much she’s grown. I have to hand it to you, Zoe, you gave birth to a cute little sweetie pie.”

Zoey glowed with pride at the compliment until the memory of the car crash rushed in. It had been touch and go for the toddler. Every time Amy’s chubby arms reached out for her, Zoey pushed her away and told her to be with her father. Shunning her child was worse than dying, but Amy was only three years old. She was far too young to pass through the barrier between life and death. Guilt and sorrow filled every inch of Zoey’s ghostly being. “Then I almost caused her death.”

Icy fingers gouged her arm. Prue pulled her aside and chided, “Zoe, I love you, but you have to let it go. The accident might have been your fault, but Amy and Caleb didn’t die. You did. They’re fine.”

Amy’s sleepy voice called out, “Mommy?”

Prue’s eyes went wide as saucers. She hesitated for barely a moment before evaporating into thin air.

Zoey glided back to her daughter’s bed. “Yes, baby. It’s me.”

The five-year-old’s eyes never wavered. “I knew you’d come.”

Amy could sense when her mother was near, but it wasn’t possible for Zoey to manifest her spectral self. She wondered what Amy saw when she looked at her. “Smarty pants.” Zoey chuckled. “What gave me away?”

“Daddy asked me what I wanted to be for Halloween. That’s when you come.”

Zoey’s heart swelled with love. Amy was so small when the accident happened, yet she still thought of her. “Don’t leave me hanging. What are you dressing up as this year?”

Cartoon princesses danced across the front of her daughter’s light blue pajamas when she sat up. “I’m going to be a birthday cake. Lauren is making it especially for me.”

Her ghostly ears perked at the unfamiliar name. Zoey hoped she was the new nanny, but she suspected her husband’s grief had passed and that Lauren was Caleb’s girlfriend. Jealousy flared white hot.

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Aubree Lane is a true story teller. This award-winning author has been writing in one form or another for most of her life and has loved every moment.

Aubree lives in the beautiful foothills of Northern California with her husband, two wonderful sons, and a super special peek-a-poo named Tanner. When not managing the pooper-scooper, Aubree can be found at one of her favorite vacation spots ranging anywhere from Lake Tahoe to Maui.

Her motto: Write Until Your Butt Hurts, And Your Eyes Are Crossed.

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