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Title: Spooky
Sojourn
Publisher:
Totally Bound
Genre:
Contemporary Erotic male-female contemporary paranormal romance
Book Length:
50,000 words
Blurb:
Someone’s trying to kill Deanna, but is it the ghosts she doesn’t
believe in, the rich socialite who might be a murderess, or someone else with a
beef against The Gilroy Hotel and Resort that Deanna has just been hired to
manage? The Gilroy’s owners want the
ghosts, or whoever is causing the trouble at the hotel eliminated, and they are
pressuring Deanna to do the job as quickly as possible. Harry DeVeaux,
paranormal investigator comes highly recommended to do the job and against
Deanna’s better judgment, she hires him.
Although Deanna thinks Harry’s crazy for believing in ghosts and Harry
thinks Deanna has a closed mind to the possibilities of ghosts and they highly
annoy each other, sparks fly. Deanna can’t help but fantasize about Harry and
inspired by a romance convention visiting her hotel, writes her fantasies in a
private blog that Harry finds, hacks, and reads. Ooh la la!
Excerpt:
Breathlessly, Tabitha said[FB1] , “There’s freaky
activity in the bowling alley again. Pins started falling in front of the
guests. Worse, they flew out and started flying straight at them, like they
were going to attack them.”
Damn. Like they’d done with me. “Is anybody hurt? The pins didn’t strike
anyone, did they?”
“I don’t think so but the guests are hysterical. They ran out of the
bowling alley screaming bloody murder. Other guests rushed in to see what the
commotion was about and witnessed it too. Our workers George and Joel refuse to
go [FB2] anywhere near the
lanes. They’re threatening to quit. Several guests are checking out and
demanding their money back for their stay. Should I comp them a night’s stay,
or what?”
Hating to comp rooms, she didn’t see any way around it. If inanimate
objects started chasing her, threatening to bash in her skull, scaring the
living daylights out of her, she’d demand her money back too. “Comp them a
night’s stay and apologize profusely.”
“Yes, boss. Will do.” Tabitha sounded less than sure despite her words.
“Tell the lane
[FB3] attendants I’ll be
right there and for them not to leave.” Groaning, Deanna tugged the bow on her
kitty cat pajama bottoms loose, preparing to kick them off. She signed off, undressed,
jumped into her uniform and tied her hair up in a high pony tail. Almost ready
to go, she slipped on her shoes before calling Harry.
“I need you.” She’d meant to say, ‘I need your help’, but the Freudian
slip had gotten the better of her. “Can you join me at the bowling alley right
away? Pins are flying around, following people again. At least they were until
they scared everybody out.”
“I’m on my way.” Glee and excitement tinged Harry’s voice.
Those weren’t exactly the emotions overcoming her at the moment.
Apprehension, worry and even some anger that somebody would dare endanger her
guests and her staff, strafed her. “Did you set up your surveillance cams like
you were planning?”
“Of course. We should have some good footage to view. I almost forgot to
tell you that we captured some video of knives flying about the kitchen last
night too.”
Annoyed, pushing her hair errant behind her ear, she asked, “When were
you planning to tell me?”
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Author
Bio:
Ashley Ladd lives in South Florida with her husband, five
children, and beloved pets. She loves the water, animals (especially cats), and
playing on the computer.
She's been told she has a wicked sense of humor and often
incorporates humor and adventure into her books. She also adores very spicy
romance, which she weaves into her stories.
How you can contact Ashley:
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3 comments:
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