These Haunted Hearts: A Regency Ghost Story - Plot & Excerpts
His dead man’s hands could gain no purchase on living flesh. Her eyes were dazed as she stared ahead, listening to voices he couldn’t hear. A fusillade of sparking red lights circled angrily around her like darting ruby swallows. Some disturbance in the air had drawn Josiah to the landing above the great hall, as though the encroaching evil demanded that he witnessed its latest triumph. He glanced up in despairing frustration and met Isabella’s anguished gaze. She stood just behind Miles and the furious sorrow in her expression scored Josiah’s heart. Miles hadn’t moved since Calista had struggled free and teetered toward the lip of the stair. “Calista, look at me.” When something in his commanding tone compelled the girl’s attention, the lights burst into a storm of flying vermillion. Jerkily, as though some force resisted her action, she turned to face him. In her loose white nightgown, she looked like she already hovered on the edge of the spirit world. “This is for the best.
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