Upcoming New Release: Hearts at All Hallows’ Eve

My paranormal Halloween historical, Hearts at All Hallows’ Eve, should release next week! It’s a holiday short story with a paranormal twist that’s new for me. I certainly hope you like it!

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When Miss Cecilia Powell attends her very first masquerade on All Hallows’ Eve, she’s thrilled when a mysterious reveler pays court to her. As their encounter continues, Cecilia is charmed, then smitten with this masked stranger, even though she senses something odd about him. Is he truly the man of her dreams, or will Cecilia find her dream a true nightmare?

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EXCERPT:

Gazing about the room, still hopeful she could catch someone’s eye, Cecilia glanced into one of the darker corners of the room. The black wall hangings stirred, as by a breeze, and a hooded figure emerged, as though a shadow had come to life.

A thrill of fear shot through her and she pressed her back against the unyielding marble, trying to melt into it. Goose flesh rose on her arms as the apparition continued forward. Toward her. Her breath stopped and she stood as if rooted to the floor, unable to move or speak.

The black form reached up to its head and suddenly gold glinted in the candlelight. A glittering half-mask of intricate design concealed the gentleman’s face, though it revealed black, curly hair and the strong chin and jaw of the wearer.

Cecilia gasped, unaware until then she’d been holding her breath, as realization struck that the man—for certainly it was a normal man who stood before her—wore a black domino as his costume. Most revelers had chosen more colorful clothing. This gentleman wore one of the simplest and most elegant of costumes, the classic hooded cape that enveloped him in black entirely, save for his glittery gold mask.

Relentlessly, he continued toward her creating new flutterings within. Excitement rather than terror she was sure. Did she know the gentleman? His dress gave her no clues, of course. Perhaps his voice would give him away, as had the others, like Lady Haversham’s, when she’d heard her speak tonight.

His graceful, light carriage as he strode onward, sent more anticipation buzzing through her. Cecilia could not stop staring as he halted in front of her and made a deep bow.

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Look for the release early next week!