GRL Featured Blogger : Rhys Ford Launches A Hellsinger File, Guestpost & Giveaway

Today we welcome here at Love Bytes , author Rhys Ford as a featured GRL blogger.

She is here to kick of her Hellraiser File!  offering part one and a great giveaway

Welcome Rhys!!

Hey! I am Rhys Ford… speaking to you in my own… okay that doesn’t work. Does anyone else remember Don Carnage!? He’s speaking at you in his own voice! Ah, the esoteric memories. You’ll probably want to skip this part during the next few…*coffs*…okay, a dozen blogs as I parcel out a short tale featuring Wolf and Tristan!

Welcome to a Hellsinger Investigation!

There will be prizes and giveaways. Be sure to hit up each blog for an update on the investigation. I have brought in for this tale of ghosts and shenanigans two special prizes (well many of them…but two!).

You might have seen them already; a pair of cuddly alpaca and a braided leather Wolf sigil bracelet. You’ll be able to win one or both at each stop with a Grand Prize to be given away at the end of the tour.

 

 

The giveaway for this spot is: A Pair of Alpaca Plushies and a Wolf Sigil Bracelet!

Enter the rafflecopter below for a chance to win!

Hellsinger Investigations

File #241
Residence: Hazel Maplethorn-Bocker
Paranormal Activity: Objects Relocating
Location: Eureka, CA

The residence is occupied by Ms. M-B and ten cats. Client is retired school-teacher and has no history of psychic or paranormal activity either personal or in residence. Residence is 1940s bungalow with no recorded deaths. Land cleared of any prior paranormal activity; formerly undeveloped acreage. No structures or causalities reported at location. Cannot discount native population or transitory inhabitants prior to establishment of city boundaries.

Team: Gidget and Matt
Consultant: Tristan Pryce

PART ONE

Wolf imagined Eureka was exactly as he’d last left it—damp, crawling with quinoa-munching yoga moms and brimming with a sticky resonance more due to the area’s large scale artisan pot fields than any ghostly echoes. Green dappled with hunter hues and sienna made up most of the blurry landscape as Wolf wove through the road leading to the town tucked into a curve of California’s choppy coastline. He was tired and a bit worn out, confined to an SUV with Tristan was one thing. Having Gidget and Matt in the back seat stretched out every thread of his patience, especially when one of them came up for air in between their giggle fest.

“Not that the 299 isn’t pretty but why didn’t we just take the 101?” Gidget piped up after another five minutes of driving. “We’d have been there by now.”

“He’s avoiding the coast. Probably because relatives live there.” Matt joined in, shifting enough to kick the back of Wolf’s seat. “Oops, sorry.”

“For the last fucking time, I’m not avoiding the coast. I had to go to Redding. Did you not remember stopping at Redding?” Wolf growled at them, glancing over his shoulder when Gidget snorted under her breath. “’Sides, I wanted Tristan to eat at one of my favourite restaurants.”

“It was a café. That served Asian-French fusion food. And most of it was frozen out of a bag.” Gidget leaned forward, resting her chin on Tristan’s shoulder. “Don’t you think going over a hundred miles out of our way to avoid Humboldt is a little extreme? Even for Kincaid?”

“You don’t have to answer that, Tris.” Wolf glanced back at his employee. “And one more peep out of you and you’re going into the trunk.”

“Hah! This is an SUV.” Matt’s snark lathered his response. “There is no trunk.”

“There are two trunks.” Wolf met the young man’s gaze in the SUV’s rear view mirror. “I will pull over onto the side of the road, dump out the equipment and shove both of you into one. And if you’re wondering how the hell you’d fit, I don’t necessarily have to keep you in one piece to do it.”

“Are you going to let him talk to us like that, Tristan?” Gidget edged her chin closer to Tristan’s face, battering her eyelashes at him playfully.

“I don’t think I’d notice.” He shrugged, dislodging her from his shoulder. “I see the dead. I’d probably just see you in the back seat and wouldn’t even realize he’d chopped you up.”

“And threw them into the ocean.” Wolf added for good measure. “Tristan wouldn’t notice. You two would probably just disappear out of the back seat and I could tell him I stopped to let you out because you wanted to go have hot rock star penguin sex in a treehouse.”

“I’d believe that,” Wolf’s lover murmured. “They certainly worked their way through the Grange. I think they had sex places I didn’t even know existed.”

“Hey, just the ballroom!” Matt grumbled softly. “And we said we were sorry.”

“And the… um… elevator.” Gidget pulled back quickly from between the front seats as Tristan turned to stare at her. “What? How often does someone get the chance to have sex in an old fashioned bird cage like that? It’s all brass, gears and glass—”

“I have the chance every day and yet I can stand the pressure not to.” Tristan glared at Wolf. “Why did I let you bring those two into my house?”

“If it makes you feel any better, I ask myself that every fucking single day.” The freeway’s sides fell away and the car crested a hill. Spread out before them was a sparkling vista of coast, fog-shrouded church spires and Hellsinger Investigations’ next assignment. Shooting Tristan a quick glance, Wolf winked when his lover gave him sly smile. “Just say the word, Thursday.”

“Better leave them alone,” Tristan snorted. “Knowing them, they’d just spent their afterlife fucking on your back seat and you’d never get rid of them.”

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Duck Duck Ghost by Rhys Ford

Paranormal investigator Wolf Kincaid knows what his foot tastes like.

Mostly because he stuck it firmly in his mouth when his lover, Tristan Pryce, accidentally drugged him with a batch of psychotropic baklava. Needing to patch things up between them, Wolf drags Tristan to San Luis Obispo, hoping Tristan’s medium ability can help evict a troublesome spirit haunting an old farmhouse.

With Wolf’s sister handling Hoxne Grange’s spectral visitors, Tristan finds himself in the unique position of being able to leave home for the first time in forever, but Wolf’s roughshod treatment is the least of his worries. Tristan’s ad-hoc portal for passing spirits seems to be getting fewer and fewer guests, and despite his concern he’s broken his home, Tristan agrees to help Wolf’s cousin, Sey, kick her poltergeist to the proverbial curb.

San Luis Obispo brings its own bushel of troubles. Tristan’s ghost whispering skill is challenged not only by a terrorizing haunting but also by Wolf’s skeptical older cousin, Cin. Bookended by a pair of aggressive Kincaids, Tristan soon finds himself in a spectral battle that threatens not only his sanity but also his relationship with Wolf, the first man he’s ever loved.

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About Rhys Ford

Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.

 

My Blog: www.rhysford.com
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/rhys.ford.author
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Rhys_Ford

And at the Starbucks down the street. No really, they’re 24/7. And a drive-thru. It’s like heaven.

My books can be purchased, folded and first chapters read at Dreamspinner Press

 

 

The giveaway for this spot is: A Pair of Alpaca Plushies and a Wolf Sigil Bracelet!

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