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The Continuing Saga of the Ghost Hunters
A mystery-detective writer is recruited by two enticing young spirit guides, who are capable of transporting him through space and time to solve the problems of ghosts stuck in this dimension.
A follow-up anthology with their continuing adventures, as they further explore the unseen enemies they face who want to keep the ghosts haunting here.
As well, the relationships between a young man and two very female guides develop as they continue working side-by-side. All learning from their various adventures and mysteries.
This anthology contains:
The Haunted Ghost Faith Harpy The Ghost Who Loved
Excerpt from The Haunted Ghost:
Jude and Sal phased in like before. They phased me outside, on a rock outcropping outside a second floor window opening. Narrow, but still wide enough if there wasn’t a harsh wind or earthquake.
The apparition started as before, with the lady in white with the single rose walking toward the two. I could see the whole scene from outside.
Then the floor dropped out, but Sal and Jude kept standing like nothing happened.
The walls had returned to their actual state, and a bright moon was shining down from above, lighting the open walls.
The face on the lady was one of shock. She had quit screaming once she saw that Sal and Jude hadn’t changed position, but were smiling at her. This was my cue.
Hey, over here! Can you help me? I just had some simple questions for you. Please come here, I’d like to hear your thoughts and your story, I said, as enthusiastic as I could, given that I couldn’t move anywhere safely on that narrow ledge.
The lady glided towards me and again put the rose between her two hands. My asking questions, from what should have been a solid wall, really threw her off her game.She was puzzled, a slight frown on her face. Why do you want to ask me questions? No one has ever wanted to know my opinion…
