It’s LIVE! Mia’s Books – A Ghostly Obsession, is out now in ebook AND audio book
– a sexy ghost story just in time for spooky season.
Cosy in, light some candles and snuggle in tight with your favourite blanket and treat yourself to a delicious paranormal experience…
If you met a lonely spirit on a quest to find its lost lover, would you follow its every command?
A sexy ghost story like no other…
Insomniac Mia needs the comfort of reading spicy romance to help her relax enough to fall into slumber. Things have become so desperate that she sneaks in to a library one night to cocoon herself in the books she craves. As she flits in and out of sleep, one dusty tome seems to take on a spectral human form, the words sculpting and winding out of the pages. The entity reaches out to Mia, touching her in ways she’d never thought possible.
Believing the experience to be a dream, she returns home to find the book under her bed and the ghostly seduction continues. Mia finds herself falling in love with the beautiful spirit that knows exactly how to please her.
But the apparition becomes more demanding, instructing Mia to seduce other people on its behalf.
As Mia falls for one of their conquests, will they be able to form a paranormal love triangle, or will her ghost unleash a jealous wrath?
Sexy ghost story snippet of Mia’s Books
Mia cast the flashlight around to find one of the couches that adorned the big room. As the light caught the end of the sofa, Mia thought she saw a shadow flit around behind it.
“Hello?” Her voice quivered, and a chill ran down her neck. She thought she heard an intake of breath and flung herself around the shelf, sweeping the flashlight back and forth over the books. Nothing. As a non-sleeper she was used to prowling the night alone, but she was most definitely not immune to freaking herself out.
She shrugged and took a seat on the cool, hard leather of the couch. She was cocooned in darkness, and it made her feel a little more comfortable. Taking off her sweater, she placed it at the small of her back, and stretched out her legs down the length of the sofa. As she took a deep breath and got ready to read, the same chill ran through her, over her chest this time, and Mia was amazed to feel her nipples stiffen under her blouse. She aimed the beam at her chest and sure enough, there they were standing proud and erect like frozen little buds. She reached up to one and rubbed it between her fingers. It really was cold. It was the oddest sensation, but one she was keen to explore further.
Holding the flashlight in her mouth, she untucked her top from her waistband and slid her hand up onto her bare breast. She opened the book with her other hand while softly massaging her nipple around and around.
The story began, setting up the characters and plot, but Mia skipped on until she found the words she was looking for: pussy, cock. She felt a flush deep between her legs as the sensation in her nipples intensified to both breasts now. The stimulation from her fingertips was being mirrored onto the other. The icy touch in her left breast was magnifying, as if it was being massaged by another person. She maneuvered the flashlight between her teeth to see the fabric of her shirt being pulled and puckered in time with the sensations. She shrieked, dropping the book and flashlight, and scrambled onto the floor.
“What the fuck was that?” Her voice was breathless and trembling. “Where are you?”
She was met with deathly silence, and she gulped in air to keep up with her heartbeat.
Warmth reclaimed her nipples, and her breathing slowed. She picked up the flashlight and swung it around, knowing that she wouldn’t see anything. Don’t be ridiculous, she kept telling herself over and over again. Shaking with both fear and arousal, she took her place on the sofa. She put the flashlight back in her mouth and picked up the book. As she brought it up to lean on her thighs, she realized it felt different. Her fingertips detected leathery raised text on the cover where before it had been smooth and pristine. She leafed the edge of the pages to feel them soft and worn, and inhaled the musty scent of an ancient tome. Mia was trembling when she finally shined the light on the title.
Ghost Lover.
The beautifully embossed gold font was bordered by strange dark symbols and patterns. Mia was still shaking as she opened the first page. It was blank, but as she looked more closely a smudge of black ink began to form and take the shape of perfectly handwritten words on the page.
My gift to you, Mia it spelled out in stunning calligraphy.
If a sexy ghost story isn’t for you, check out all my book list – there’s sure to be something you fancy!
Here’s to the season of the witch.
Love Tabitha x x