Welcome to my first time blogging. I’m a little nervous. You just never know what to say, but I’m glad you’re here. Thanks for coming.
I have a ghost protecting me. At least that is what my aunt from Cuba says. She’s like a thousand years old, so who am I to argue. Whenever I’m in trouble this dark shadowy figure shows up. Even though my husband’s a good guy he claims he’s seen it a few times. My aunt said the spirit doesn’t like him. So maybe I have a jealous ghost.
When I wrote Immortal Love I took it to another level. The spirit in my story is the tormented soul of the heroine’s mother, Isolde. The hero, Dominick the Immortal has never known defeat. Some believed he couldn’t be killed. He is haunted by the spirit world but tries desperately to shut them out. The heroine, Eleanor, mother’s spirit is too strong and breaks through the wall he’s put up against ghostly apparitions.
Dominick and Eleanor are forced to marry by the king to secure Godwin’s lands. Neither are happy about it, but it would mean treason to deny the royal decree.
McPhearson is a man obsessed with Eleanor and her land and will stop at nothing to obtain them both. Isolde warns Dominick whenever Eleanor is in trouble, and he comes to her rescue, which brings the two of them together.
Here is just a sample of the ghostly adventure:
Suddenly a chill ran up Dominick’s spine like a cold finger of ice. Sensing a presence close to him he drew his sword as he turned to the forest.
Randolf drew his own sword in readiness. “What is it?”
Scanning the trees, Dominick approached the woods. “I’m not sure.”
“Spirit or man?”
“Spirit, but she will not show herself to me.” He looked deeper into the tree line. “I sense she’s waiting.”
“Waiting for what?”
“I don’t know.”