Blurb:
Twelve months ago, Hal’s world crashed and burned, taking the love of his life with it. He’s waited all year for that one special night when the souls of the departed come home, hoping his candle will summon back one in particular to heal his broken heart. But the forbidden knowledge he’s learned could call something far worse, and put more than his own soul at risk...
And now, without further ado, here's the TITLE and COVER for Pippa Jay's newest paranormal romance release!
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8th October, Hallow’s Eve will be available in all digital formats from Amazon,
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Excerpt:
The thud and chink of beer bottles and glasses on the bar announced
Dan’s return.
“So?”
Hal shook his head. “Not tonight.”
“Oh, c’mon, man. Just one beer.”
Hal dropped his gaze to the glass he was still drying with a vehemence
it didn’t deserve, avoiding his friend’s pleading stare. “Thanks, but I’m not
in the mood.”
Dan made an exasperated sound. “Look, I know it’s nearly a year—”
Pain lanced into his chest. “Stop.” He looked up.
A frown creasing his tanned face, Dan glared back, but he shut up.
Hal sucked in a breath. He didn’t want to fight with Dan over this. The
guy had stopped Hal’s life completely falling apart after last Halloween. “I
know what you’re trying to do,” he murmured, and relief flickered in Dan’s
brown eyes. “But I’m not ready to let it go.”
“I’m not saying you should, man. But how about getting back into some
social interaction? You can’t spend the rest of your life as a recluse.”
“I won’t.” Hal smiled. Dan had no idea.
“Then come out for a beer.”
“Another time.”
“Tomorrow then. I know you’ve got the Halloween shift off.”
Hal put down the glass he’d abused. “I’m busy.”
“Oh, yeah? Doing what? Trick or treating?” Dan scoffed. “What is it with
you and Halloween? You never struck me as religious enough to find it
offensive, but you don’t go out and have any fun either. So how come you always
take the night off?”
Hal looked around the bar at all the tawdry holiday decorations, and
debated how to answer. Maybe Dan thought he was a closet Christian or
something. The truth would shock the hell out of him. Especially with what Hal
had planned this year. “My...family don’t see it as something to joke about.”
“Oh. Strict Catholic or something?”
“Something like that.” Hal smiled at the thought of his parents taking
Holy Communion. But let Dan interpret it any way he liked.
About the author:
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After spending twelve
years working as an Analytical Chemist in a Metals and Minerals laboratory,
Pippa Jay is now a stay-at-home mum who writes scifi and the supernatural.
Somewhere along the way a touch of romance crept into her work and refused to
leave. In between torturing her plethora of characters, she spends the odd free
moment playing guitar very badly, punishing herself with freestyle street
dance, and studying the Dark Side of the Force. Although happily settled in the
historical town of Colchester in the UK with her husband of 21 years and three
little monsters, she continues to roam the rest of the Universe in her head.
Pippa Jay is a
dedicated member of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade, blogging at Spacefreighters Lounge, Adventures in Scifi, and Romancing the Genres. Her works include a YA science fiction novel—Gethyon—published
through BURST (Champagne Books), a scifi romance novella—Tethered—published
by Breathless Press, a YA paranormal romance—Restless In Peaceville—published by Lycaon Press, three self-published short stories (Terms & Conditions Apply, The Bones of the Sea, and Reboot), and she’s one of eight authors included in a
science fiction romance anthology—Tales from the SFR
Brigade. She’s also
a double SFR Galaxy Award winner, been a finalist in the Heart of Denver RWA
Aspen Gold Contest (3rd place), and the GCC RWA Silken Sands Star Awards (2nd
place).
You can stalk her at
her website, or at her blog, but
without doubt her favorite place to hang around and chat is on Twitter as @pippajaygreen.
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Thanks Cate!
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