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Squatter 2 Released

Squatter 2 was just released in the new bookstore. If you’re a customer of the old bookstore who subscribed to the newsletter, check your email. There’s a coupon code being sent out for those making the switch.

It should be released at other retailers and in paperback later this week.

Here are the particulars…

Squatter 2 book cover

Blurb: After a quiet year in the house she inherited from her aunt, Trinity MacNeil feels as though her life may finally be coming together. Her clairsentience remains in check when she abides by certain self-imposed rules. Her relationship with Maisie Beckett has deepened, and they’re soon to move in together. She has even agreed to let her Uncle Gene and his construction crew renovate the upstairs.

The renovation, however, rouses within the house a very forceful spirit determined to get Trinity’s attention by any means. Who is she? What does she want? And, why is she so desperate?

Refusing to use her clairsentience to solve the mystery, Trinity embarks on a mission to research the house and its past inhabitants. What she learns, though, only enrages the spirit, who violently lashes out at her. Almost too late, she realizes the situation requires the skill she has refused to master.

Can Trinity overcome her fear of going to the membrane, the layer that barely separates the living and the dead, that place where anyone can appear?


Groovin’ on Thievin’

It sure as hell seems an eternity since I’ve been able to swipe anything, huh? I forgot the rush of creeping to the author’s spot and stealing away, chapter in hand.

While the following stolen property is not our preferred LAC, it’s still a piece of the bridge that will get to that.

From Squatter 2…

Chapter 1

Ready to seize, large, thick fingers neared her face. She struggled to dodge their blurry path, but she couldn’t move. Something held her in place—something that twisted the skin at her wrists and made them sting.

“No!” she screamed, elongating the word that was at first loud, then muffled, then completely muted. She gasped for air, but there was none to be had. Her cheeks pushed hard against her teeth as she tried again and again and again.

“Trinity!” she heard her named called as though from very far away. “Breathe, Trinity! Damn it, breathe!”

I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!

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