A warm welcome to author Sean Michael joining us today to talk about new release “The Librarian’s Ghost”.
Sean talks to us about writing ghost stories, shares an excerpt and brought a giveaway for our readers!
Welcome Sean 🙂

Thank you to Love Bytes for hosting me with The Librarian’s Ghost today!

 

The Supers are back! I really enjoyed writing these guys the first time around, and I think I had even more fun with them in this second book. You can read it stand alone, but it’s likely richer if you have read the first one already.

 

Writing ghost stories is a muscle I don’t use very often and I had to remind myself as I started writing this one that there are different rules when writing ghost stories. Once I did, I really got into it and even had to pull myself back a time or two (and I may have had to rewrite some parts because I got carried away). But all in all it was a great experience and the characters were noisy and boisterous and shared the story like a dream. Or should I say nightmare?

 

This is a romance as well as a ghost story, though, so there is a happy ending and there are some romantic scenes to enjoy.  I hope you have as much fun reading the latest adventures of the Supers as I had writing them.

 

Sean Michael

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Blurb:

 

Can love survive the perils of MacGregor House?

 

The Supernatural Explorers are back and looking for their next big paranormal case. They might’ve found it in a plea from Payne, a mild-mannered librarian who has inherited the family mansion—MacGregor House. Since moving in a few months ago, Payne’s exhausted the list of ghost hunters and experts in his quest for help. The Supers are his last chance.

 

So why does normally good-natured cameraman Will take an instant dislike to Payne? For that matter, why has he felt irritable and angry since they arrived at the site? It soon becomes clear that the answers they seek will be found in the basement—where nobody has gone since Payne was a little boy. As the haunting grows deadlier, things get sweeter between Will and Payne, but all hell’s about to break loose when they breach the basement door.

 

Will they be ready?

 

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Payne felt a little like an idiot, calling for a group of actors and con artists to come investigate the house, but he’d done his research—he was a trained librarian, after all—and there were a number of reasons to go with these guys. To start with, there was the fact that they advertised an interest in hauntings with a gay element, which he imagined meant that some or all of them were gay themselves. At any rate, even if they weren’t, it had to mean they wouldn’t object to having a gay client. Second, and most importantly, there were rumors that these boys had actually seen something. A real something.

God knew he had seen things.

He’d inherited the big old MacGregor manse two years ago, and he’d finally made it livable about three months ago. The fourth floor attic was scary as hell. He wasn’t sure what had gone on up there, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know, but it kind of looked like they’d padded the walls and maybe kept someone up there. The padded walls suggested that someone had been crazy. And as for the basement, where there were supposedly servant’s quarters, he hadn’t ventured down there yet. Every time he thought about checking it out, something seemed to come up to make him decide to put it off.

Payne had been handling the way things moved around and the opening doors and the way he kept hearing whispers, even the tossing of books and dishes. He put his head down and worked. But the whole pushing thing was new. Down the stairs, in the shower, across the newly mopped floor. That was too much.

The doorbell rang around ten minutes past their appointment meeting time of 7:00 p.m. He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised that these so-called ghost hunters weren’t punctual.

He opened the door, or tried to. The lock wouldn’t turn. “Hold on! I’m coming!” He fought with it, but it was like the damn thing was rusted closed. Except he’d opened it not more than an hour ago, and it hadn’t been rusty or sticky at all. “It’s stuck!” Goddamn it. He hated this shit, and it was happening more and more.

“Your door is stuck?” The disembodied voice came from outside. “You want us to push or something?”

“The lock. Just a second.” He stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath; then the goddamned door unlocked. Just like that. Boom. Unlocked. Audibly. All on its fucking own.

He opened it, his hand trembling, and discovered a motley crew of five guys on his doorstep. The tall, lanky one with acne—he was what, fifteen?—thrust out his hand. “Supernatural Explorers, at your service.”

“Payne MacGregor. Pleased to meet you.” Breathe. In and out. The worst that could happen was that these guys were the con artists he was expecting, and they’d be on their way in short order.

“Pleased to meet you. I’m Jason. We spoke on the phone and via email. This is the team. Blaine, Flynn, Darnell, and Will. Can we come in?”

“Please do. Come on in.” He held the door open wider, trying to find a smile. “Welcome to the MacGregor house.”

“Thanks.” A guy who looked more like a biker than a ghost hunter—what did a ghost hunter look like anyway?—was the first in. He’d always found the bad boy look hot, and this guy was no exception. He hadn’t expected that. The guy offered his hand.

Payne reached out, and pure lightning seemed to jolt up his arm. “Oh. Static. Sorry.”

The guy looked at his own hand, shook it a moment. “Weird. I’m Will, by the way. This is Jason, Darnell, Blaine, and Flynn. We’re here for your ghost.”

Strange, it was like Will had totally missed Jason introducing everyone not thirty seconds ago. Payne decided to ignore that—after all, what was a little more weirdness?

“Well, I hope you can find it.” What was he supposed to do next?

“If there’s really a ghost here, we’ll find it.” The guy named… Flynn, he thought… said cheerfully.

“I wouldn’t have called if I didn’t know there was a ghost.” Whether these guys could tell or could do anything about, there was no doubt in is mind that the ghost existed.

 

Best-selling author Sean Michael is a maple leaf–loving Canadian who spends hours hiding out in used book stores. With far more ideas than time, Sean keeps several documents open at all times. From romance to fantasy, paranormal and sci-fi, Sean is limited only by the need for sleep—and the periodic Beaver Tail.

Sean fantasizes about one day retiring on a secluded island populated entirely by horseshoe crabs after inventing a brain-to-computer dictation system. Until then, Sean will continue to write the old-fashioned way.

 

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