Have A Haunted Halloween

It’s the spookiest time of year, and that means lots of delicious ghost stories to enjoy. Two of the themes I love writing about most are the paranormal and rock bands, and in The Ghost of You, I had the chance to do both (and borrow a title from My Chemical Romance, because they kind of deserve it…)

Good evening, horror lovers…

The Ghost of You follows what happens to Casey when his lover, rock star and recovering alcoholic Fisher Kelty dies from an overdose of booze and pills. The press think it was suicide, the coroner rules it an accidental death, and Casey tries to pick up the remnants of his life. But when strange things start happening to him, is Fisher trying to get back in touch with him, and if so, why?

Here’s an extract from the story that will hopefully give you chills of the nicest kind

Stepping under the steamy spray, I couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh of contentment. I reached for the bottle of shower gel, poured a generous amount into my palm and rubbed the creamy lather over my skin. The heady scent of lavender and chamomile, designed to relax and soothe, filled the little shower stall, and the steady pulse of the water beat down on me, like dozens of fingers gently massaging my scalp and back.

I relaxed into the sensation as it grew more intense, resting my palms against the tiled wall. It really felt as if someone were kneading the muscles in my shoulders, using their thumbs to ease out the knots of tension that had built while I’d hunched over the racks in Boardwalk Sounds, sorting the recently acquired albums.

“Mmm, that feels so good,” I murmured to no one in particular, overcome with the temptation to reach down and grab hold of my cock. Go on, a seductive voice in my head whispered, do it. You need this. How long is it since you jerked yourself off?

I let my hand drop to the base of my shaft and skim lightly along its length. Pleasure rippled through my belly and my knees went weak as I gave myself over to stroking and caressing myself. I closed my eyes and lifted my head, letting the hot spray trickle down my face and neck.

It had to be my imagination, but I swore I felt the press of a body against mine. The phantom touch moved lower, gliding down the planes of my lower back and coming to rest on my ass cheeks before digging in hard. I gasped in shock and stopped playing with myself. No imagining things now. The hard length of a cock nestled between my butt cheeks and something—or someone—had squeezed my ass.

When I glanced behind me, for the briefest moment I caught a glimpse of Fisher, hair wet, broad chest bare and so insubstantial I saw all the way through it to the clear glass door of the shower stall. Then he disappeared, and so did his grip on my ass.

Shocked, I shut off the water and leaped out of the shower. As I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me, my cock stood up hard, proof of how turned-on I’d been—still was, if I were honest.

There’s no such thing as ghosts, I told myself as my hard-on wilted and my heart rate slowed to something approaching normal. And if even if they did exist, they’d roam the halls of ruined castles, or spooky old Gothic mansions, not this modern, glass-fronted home overlooking the beach. But try as I might to make myself believe otherwise, in my heart I knew I’d been up close and personal with a specter bearing Fisher’s face.

You can find The Ghost of You at First For Romance, Amazon US and Amazon UK. Have a happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween!

Tonight’s the night when all the ghosts and ghouls come out to play, the trick-or-treaters knock on doors in the hope of collecting sweets and chocolate, and the rest of us curl up with a good spooky erotic romance. If you’re in the Amsterdam area, there may still be time to book yourself on the ghost tour offered at the Muiderslot castle, where you can explore the dark side of this amazing building. In an article in today’s edition of Dutch newspaper, Het Parool, the organiser of the event, Imre Besanger explains that the staff who close the castle up for the evening sometimes hear creaks, moans, and footsteps, and have to take care not to let their fantasies run away with themselves because otherwise they’d run away in fright.

I mention all this partly because the Muiderslot is the setting for my my mediaeval hot romance novella, One Knight In Muiden, where all the thrills are purely of the flesh and blood variety, and partly because if you follow this link, you get to see a fabulous shot of the castle lit up for a ghostly celebration. Have fun tonight, and don’t let anything put the willies up you!

Have A Hot Halloween With Pride Publishing

To celebrate Halloween, Pride Publishing is running a special offer on all horror, paranormal, wereshifter, vampire and shapechanger books. You can get 30% on ebook titles with those themes between now and November 1st, and the list includes my Lionhearts MF lion shifter books. You can find out more about the Lionhearts series here, or to browse the Pride Publishing books store, just click on the cover below.

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