Happy New Year! May it be a fun and exciting 2014!!
The heroine of my latest book, Sidelined Afterlife, is a psychic-medium. She can communicate with the dead and the almost-dead. It’s a “gift” she despises, but one that comes in handy during the course of this haunted story.
I don’t have this sort of “sixth sense” talent, so I had to reach out to friends and acquaintances who see ghosts on a regular basis when researching psychic powers. It made a believer out of me! Some of these psychics have ghosts who live with them in their homes. Others have almost had car accidents because ghosts (who appear as real as any human) jump in front of their vehicle. Imagine cruising the highway at 55 MPH and then “seeing” a figure run from the grassy knoll beside the road and in front of your car. Freaky, huh?
But do we all have this talent to “see” ghosts or other beings? I don’t profess to have the answer to that question, but it sure is an interesting topic. When we think we see a shadow…and then turn—to see nothing. Was it a ghost? When we dismiss that noise in the next room as being caused by the cat. Was it a spirit trying to make a connection? Maybe spirits are trying to communicate with us but we’re not open enough—or capable enough—to know how to listen.
Veronica Matthews, the heroine of Sidelined Afterlife, wishes she could ignore the ghosts who appear to her. But when a handsome ER doctor comes needs her help getting rid of a spirit that haunts him, she finally understands that her psychic powers truly are a gift. How about you? Do you believe in psychic powers, or have such powers?
Hope you’ll enjoy the following blurb and excerpt from my latest book, Sidelined Afterlife.
Sidelined Afterlife, Blurb
Communicating with ghosts has only ever brought Veronica Matthews pain and grief. Afraid to love and lose again, Hunter Anderson needs her help, but she resists risking her heart. Can a ghost help them break through a barrier of mistrust and guilt?
“I am an idiot. The biggest idiot ever. If you want me to pierce something for you, to prove I’m an idiot, I have some sterilized instruments upstairs in my apartment.”
Her tongue poked against her cheek, signaling a laugh that wanted to erupt. Suddenly, he really wanted to be the one who could make her laugh. “Maybe I could do your lower lip?”
Her short laugh erupted. A sweet, melodic sound that filled the small apartment.
His gaze stayed on that full mouth and he lifted his fingers closer, compelled to touch her. She stared at him with wide eyes as he traced the corner of her mouth lightly with his finger.
“I’m a liar. I could never tarnish something as beautiful as this.”
Christ. What a line. Where had those words come from? But he meant it.
Her breath was hot against his finger as he traced the line of her lower lip. Her gaze held his. His stomach growled again, breaking the spell, and she blinked and leaned against the sofa.
“You know what? We never had dessert,” she said.
He had room for dessert. But not the food kind. He swallowed to quell his appetite for her. “Uh…how about I make an ice cream run? Then we’ll get to work.” Enough of this temptation. He needed to get away from her, from this pull she had on his body and emotions.
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Joya Fields has had over 100 stories and articles published in local and national magazines. Her debut novel, a romantic suspense, was a NJRW GOLDEN LEAF WINNER FOR BEST FIRST BOOK OF 2012 and was nominated for RT Book Reviews 2012 Indie Press/Self-Published Contemporary Romance award. Since then, she’s published four more books with even more on the way.
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