The Drake House (paperback)

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ISBN Digital: 978-1-61217-657-4
ISBN Print: 978-1-61217-656-7
Page Count: 350
Word Count: 88606
Rating: Spicy(PG13)

In her dreams, a ghost demands to be heard...

Once plagued by mysterious nightmares, Trisha Eaton always chalked them up to childish nuisances--until they return with a vengeance. Something about the Drake house next door haunts her, and now her night terrors and sleepwalking seem to be luring her to something dark. After a series of strange events, Trisha turns to Nick Mackey.

As the new deputy in town, Nick wants to forget his traumatic past. His undeniable attraction for Trisha has him wondering if a shot at a normal life is possible. But Trisha has somehow struck a nerve in their small, superstitious town, and a long-buried secret threatens to surface again. A secret that someone will kill to keep veiled.

Answers only lead to more questions in a case where nothing makes sense, but one chilling fact remains...some nightmares are all too real.

Rating: Spicy
Page Count: 350
Word Count: 88606
978-1-61217-656-7 Paperback
978-1-61217-657-4 Digital


Her voice was inviting when she wasn’t mad at him. Like hot cocoa on a frigid day.

“You should smile more often,” he claimed quietly, glancing ahead at the orchard approaching.

She halted abruptly and tilted her head as if contemplating how to respond. “I smile all the time,” she said. No hint of irritation now.

Clearing his throat, he said, “I meant at me. You should smile like that more often at me.”

He couldn’t believe he said it. There was a very long awkward silence as she studied him, brown eyes widened. Talk about feeling like an idiot. Finally, she let out a laugh, smooth and rich from someone so small. She wove her arm through his affectionately like he’d seen her do with others and kept walking. “Give me a reason to smile and I just might.”

“I’ll take it into consideration,” he mumbled. He already had. From the first moment he walked into her house tonight, he’d been considering her. Before, really, but why argue semantics.

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