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Each time an author writes a story, they dream of the day their book is finally published and available to readers. Today Ashley's dream comes true. Never Fear the Reaper is out! If you love supernatural stories, this is one for you. Chase has a problem in his home and hires Ryder to exorcise the ghost bothering his family. But Ryder has her own issues. You will fall in love with Chase's determination to find out the truth about the supernatural world. He gets some scary lessons pretty quick! Then there is Ryder. She's a girl with a chip on her shoulder. She kicks butt and doesn't take names. But you would as well if you had faced death as she had. A sequel is already in the works and will be available later this year!  In a world filled with darkness… Can true love spark just enough light to save it? When Chase hires the mysterious ghost exterminator, Ryder, to cleanse his house from a pesky poltergeist he gets way more than he’s paying her for… There’s just something about Ryder that has him mesmerized. Is it the fact that he’s witnessed her do the unexplainable? Or the fact that she’s absolutely breathtaking? Or perhaps it’s that eerie familiar feeling that they’ve met before, perhaps in another lifetime. Chase desperately tags along with Ryder on a whirlwind of life threatening adventures in exchange for a few precious moments of alone time with her. With the Grimm Reaper’s Scythe as their defense, Chase developing some supernatural gifts of his own and an intense crush developing between the both of them what crazy supernatural force will target them next? EXCERPT: “Who the hell are you? How the hell did you get in here? I didn’t let you in. Get out of my houseeeeee!” He screeches and shoves me with the strength of a two-hundred-fifty-pound wrestler. I go flying through the air, then I slam into the wall, and then I land on top of his precious dresser. All of the decorations on top of it topple to the floor and a few drawers fall out, exposing their contents. I gasp for air, having the wind knocked out of me. A woman’s bra and a tank top hang over my knee and elbow. Debris is everywhere from the fallen drawers. I hear Ryder’s laugh cackle over the sounds of the dresser settling back into place. “Haha, perhaps I underestimated him. He’s a strong one. He seems very touchy if you disturb his routine.” She muffles her giggles by covering her mouth. I can barely breathe and my back aches with pain. But slowly I fight to stand up. Where my body slammed into the wall is a round, foot-long dent with tiny, vine-like cracks protruding outward from it, probably where my ass impacted it. Jesus, I hit that hard, to cause a dent like that? “Collateral damage,” she shouts over my faint whimpers. “Get back in there, you’re not done yet!” Buy Today |
