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Exclusive Excerpt :: Dangerous Spirits
Terror lent him speed. He didn’t dare look over his shoulder, too afraid of what he might see. Branches whipped across his face, nearly tearing his spectacles free. His shoe caught on a root, and he almost pitched forward, barely catching himself on the tree it belonged to.
Leaves crunched beneath his feet. His breath scraped in his throat, too loud for him to hear whether anything gave pursuit. Any moment, he expected to feel a skeletal hand grab the back of his coat, or a blast of cold against his neck. His lungs burned and his sides ached, but he didn’t dare stop.
The trees fell abruptly away—thank heavens, he’d made it back to the construction site.
Except there was no large expanse of raw earth and half-built walls. Just trees, outlining a clearing in an eerily perfect circle.
Damn it. He’d gotten turned around and ended up where he began. If only he hadn’t left the compass with Jo, but he’d hardly imagined he’d need it. Barely breaking stride, he raced back into the trees. He’d make certain he went in a straight line this time. Eventually it would take him back to the work site, or the railroad tracks. Anywhere these accursed trees didn’t hem him in.
He ducked, dodged beneath branches, jumped a small gully, and—
Found himself back in the clearing again.
“No,” he said aloud. It wasn’t possible. He knew he’d gone, if not in a straight line, at least not in a circle.
The ghost wanted him here and didn’t intend to let him leave.
A shriek escaped Henry, and he spun, hands up to fight off whatever horror had come upon him.
Vincent caught his wrists. “Henry, stop, it’s me!”
Relief weakened Henry’s legs. “Dear lord, don’t do that again!” he gasped. “You nearly gave me apoplexy.”
Vincent pulled him close. “Thank God you’re all right.”
“I…yes. I’m fine.” But he must have sounded as shaky as he felt, because Vincent tightened his arms convulsively.
“I’ve got you, sweetheart.” Vincent whispered against his sweaty hair. “Tell me what happened.”
When Henry finished, Vincent caught his chin and tipped his head back. “I’m glad you’re all right,” he said, and kissed Henry tenderly.
Henry knew he must reek of sweat after his frantic run, but if Vincent didn’t care, neither did he. Just the taste of Vincent’s mouth, cinnamon cachous and faded coffee, calmed his racing heart.
“Thank you,” he managed, when the kiss ended. “Not to sound ungrateful, but what are you doing here?”
“Lizzie convinced Norris’s parents to lend her one of his possessions.” Vincent sighed and ran his hands lightly up and down Henry’s arms. “He’s dead. He died here in the woods, disoriented, attacked by the ghost. And I…I panicked.”
Not good news. Even so, Henry said, “Vincent Night, panic?”
Vincent’s dark eyes remained sober. “Yes. I was terrified the same fate might have befallen you and Jo. When Jo said you’d gone into the woods and not returned…” He took a deep breath, and the faintest hint of his usual smile touched his lips. “At first I thought I’d have no hope of finding you amidst the trees, but fortunately I heard you crashing about like an elephant in a glassworks.”
Of course Vincent would have worried for them…and yet hearing it out loud sent a foolish warmth through Henry’s chest. “I’m glad you came along when you did,” he admitted. “If you hadn’t…”
“I don’t think Rosanna could have done you any real harm, not during the day,” Vincent replied. “Just play nasty little tricks to frighten you and keep you disoriented.”
“And my fear gave her energy to continue.” Henry had stupidly lost his head—he should have stayed and confronted the spirit. Instead he’d panicked. What must Vincent think of him?
“It is odd she kept directing you back here.” Vincent let go of Henry and stepped back. “The clearing doesn’t seem entirely natural, does it? Too free of undergrowth in just this area. And—what’s that?”
Henry turned. Burned into the bark of the nearest trunk was the letter H.
“The devil?” Curse it, if only he had his instruments with him. He bent over to inspect it more closely and spotted another letter on the trunk behind it.
“There’s more,” he said.
Vincent started forward, but Henry held up his hand. “Wait.” He stepped back again, shifting for a better angle.
In the right line of sight, the letters spilled across the trunks. “H-E-L-P-M-E,” he read. “Help me?”
Dangerous Spirits (Spirits Series Book 1)
Published ~ 15th September
Genre ~ Paranormal M/M Romance
After the events of Reyhome Castle, Henry Strauss expected the Psychical Society to embrace his application of science to the study of hauntings. Instead, the society humiliates and blacklists him. His confidence shaken, he can’t bring himself to admit the truth to his lover, the handsome medium Vincent Night.
Vincent’s new life in Baltimore with Henry is disrupted when a friend from the past asks for help with a haunting. In the remote town of Devil’s Walk, old ties and new lies threaten to tear the lovers apart, if a fiery spirit bent on vengeance doesn’t put an end to them first.
Restless Spirits : Book One
After losing the family fortune to a fraudulent psychic, inventor Henry Strauss is determined to bring the otherworld under control through the application of science. All he needs is a genuine haunting to prove his Electro-Séance will work. A letter from wealthy industrialist Dominic Gladfield seems the answer to his prayers. Gladfield’s proposition: a contest pitting science against spiritualism, with a hefty prize for the winner.
The contest takes Henry to Reyhome Castle, the site of a series of brutal murders decades earlier. There he meets his rival for the prize, the dangerously appealing Vincent Night. Vincent is handsome, charming…and determined to get Henry into bed.
Henry can’t afford to fall for a spirit medium, let alone the competition. But nothing in the haunted mansion is quite as it seems, and soon winning the contest is the least of Henry’s concerns.
For the evil stalking the halls of Reyhome Castle wants to claim not just Henry and Vincent’s lives, but their very souls.
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Jordan L. Hawk grew up in the wilds of North Carolina, where she was raised on stories of haints and mountain magic by her bootlegging granny and single mother. After using a silver knife in the light of a full moon to summon her true love, she turned her talents to spinning tales. She weaves together couples who need to fall in love, then throws in some evil sorcerers and undead just to make sure they want it bad enough. In Jordan’s world, love might conquer all, but it just as easily could end up in the grave.
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