Will they discover the
truth of their ancient connection before it destroys them both?
Ilona continues to struggle with loss, as well as trying to
find where she fits in with other people, if she ever really will. She starts
taking dangerous risks.
Archer is desperate to protect Illona and discovers more
about himself in the progress. When Ilona is in danger of being mauled by a
dog, he desperately tries something that shouldn’t be possible. And yet he succeeds.
This is just the
beginning of his discovery of who—what—he truly is.
Ilona discovers what it means to
have a mother who is a modern woman and a father who is a 19th-century
gentleman ghost.
After being hit by a car and taken to the hospital, Ilona
starts to realize she’s different from other people, and that her mother has
hidden the truth from her. She sneaks out of the hospital in order to discover
the truth.
A mysterious boy named Archer guides her through Brooklyn and
introduces her to Hendrick, the man who claims to be her father—though he died
in 1890.
Ilona must
discover not only what she must do to rid the city of Soll, a sadistic and powerful
spirit, but also what it means to be half ghost. She proves what her mother
told her—love is stronger than death.
Now for a little excerpt to draw you in even more.
The blond
boy didn’t walk up to a urinal or into one of the stalls, or even up to the
mirror. He stood in the middle of the room.
Invisible,
Lettie watched curiously.
Something
moved backward away from him. Out of him.
She
recognized Archer’s shiny black hair and strong frame even before she could see
his face.
She
gasped. But ghosts can’t inhabit people.
The blond
boy shook his head and looked around. “Fuck.”
“I’m
sorry,” Archer murmured so the boy wouldn’t hear.
Lettie
stared at both of them.
The blond
boy turned, leaned his hands on the counter, and looked at himself in the
mirror…not the way people usually looked at themselves. It was more like he was
trying to see something more than was in the reflection.
Archer
watched him, as if waiting for him to see something.
Then
Lettie understood. Archer hadn’t merely inhabited the boy—he’d possessed him. But
there were only a couple ways that’d be possible—if he were half ghost, or if
he…
A memory
struck Lettie like a horse galloping across a battlefield. An ancient memory.
Lettie had been around since the beginning of time on Earth, but most of those
thousands of years she let slink around the crevices of her mind. It was mostly
just walking the bridge with the newly deceased. There were a few memories,
though, that burned into her every time she let herself pull them forward. And
burned was precisely the right word.
She
knew—or rather, remembered—why Archer would never leave Ilona.
****
Kaye certainly knows how to get your attention. And that cover just draws you right in.
Author Bio:
M.S. Kaye has several published books under
her black belt. A transplant from Ohio, she resides with her husband Corey in
Jacksonville, Florida, where she tries not to melt in the sun. Find suspense
and the unusual at www.BooksByMSK.com.
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