Title:
The Haunting of a Duke
Author: Chasity Bowlin
Publisher: Wild Rose Press
Length:
290 pages
Sub-Genres: Paranormal,
Regency
BLURB:
Facing danger from both sides of the
grave, will two souls merge to find a love that conquers all? Communing with
spirits has been both gift and curse to Emme Walters. Now it's made her a
killer's target. Emme knows why the Dowager Duchess of Briarleigh invited her
to a house party--to investigate whether the duke, Rhys Brammel, murdered his
wife years ago. But Emme never imagined she would fall in love with the
brooding duke. Branded by society as a possible killer, Rhys is suspicious of
Emme and her alleged "gift." Then a late night encounter creates
awareness of her other, more attractive, aspects. When Emme's life is
threatened, Rhys becomes her protector. Emme and Rhys find passion and peril as
they join forces to solve the mysteries at Briarleigh. She made him believe in
spirits, but can she make him believe in love?
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EXCERPT:
The little girl smiled. “I’m Melisande. But
I don’t want to hear a story, I want to tell one.” Her voice had a slight lilt
to it, the singsong pattern of a child with a secret.
She was a bit odd, but she was a pretty
child and had an amiable nature.
Emme nodded. “I think I would like to hear
it very much.”
The little girl seated herself on the grass
and cocked her head to the side, and then began to speak.
“There was a princess who lived here, in
this house. But the princess was very unhappy. She was forced to marry a man
she didn’t love. He was a kind man though, or tried to be, but the princess was
angry at having to marry him, when her own love was so close by. She met her love
in secret. But the princess had loved unwisely, and her love had a price. A
very dear price.”
Emme shivered. It was not a story, at all.
It was thinly veiled gossip about the duke. “That isn’t a very nice story,
Melisande.”
The little girl nodded. “Not every story
can be nice, Emme.”
A chill swept Emme’s body. “I didn’t tell
you my name. Who are you?”
The little girl smiled again and her eyes
were knowing as she met Emme’s startled gaze. “You never have to tell us your
name. We always know who you are.”
Gooseflesh raised on her arms, Emme looked
at the apparition before her. It had never happened when she was awake; it had
never been so clear. She looked to be flesh and blood, but Emme had no doubt
the child before her was a spirit.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Chasity, a former ghost hunter and professional student, lives in
Kentucky where she works for a nonprofit agency providing family counseling. In
her spare time she reads romance voraciously, rescues stray animals and
occasionally stalks her favorite bands.
Twitter is @ChasityBowlin
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