Since childhood, I’ve been fascinated by things that go bump in the night. Some of my earliest memories are of eating popcorn and Kraft caramel squares alongside my dad while we watched Dark Shadows, Night Gallery, and The Night Stalker.
I was in heaven when cable TV came to my area. WTBS out of Atlanta became my favorite channel because they showed old horror flicks at night. Vincent Price quoting Edgar Allan Poe. Tony Perkins looking innocuously innocent as a mild mannered roadside motel owner. Bela Lugosi commanding an ethereal heroine to gaze into his eyes. Lon Chaney staring wide-eyed at the gypsy fortune teller and all those fog laden movie sets! I was in my element.
Much to my chagrin, these macabre tales ended in the tragic death of the other-worldly hero. Didn’t the writers see that the vampire needed to get the girl? Didn’t they realize the werewolf just needed to go on and bite his lady-love so, together, they could roam the Transylvanian forests under the light of the full moon?
In the early 90s, I attended a workshop with Michael Garret. At the time, I was penning a vampire novel, one I’m sure will never see the light of day. 120K+ words of passive voice and melodramatic love scenes… But I digress. Mr. Garret looked at the gargantuan manuscript and declared it a romance.
He told me paranormal romance was the new trend and that I should go read a few, tailor my story to those that were already on the shelves and target those publishers.
Long story short, two months later, I was on my way to my first RWA chapter meeting in the company of Beverly Barton and Rhonda Nelson.
But it wasn’t until I encountered a real-live ghost, in a half-century old piano business I’d just bought, that I was inspired to write paranormal romance with ghostly heroes. I made my first sale in that genre at Ellora’s Cave and penned a three book series called Phantom Lovers.
My oldest daughter enjoyed Twilight and the Vampire Diaries and came to me with the idea of writing a Young Adult paranormal, featuring a ghostly hero. I drew from my historical knowledge of the Civil War, my family’s roots in the plantation capitol of the world, Maury County, Tennessee, and of course, ghosts, to write Eternal, the story of a young woman whose world is forever altered when she moves to Mt. Pleasant, Tennessee, and falls in love with the ghost of the young soldier who haunts her house.
My hopes of having a normal life died when I did. Especially since my near death experience turned me into a clairvoyant with a disfiguring scar. Not exactly most-popular material.
Now, because of me, my whole family has been forced to move to some small town in Tennessee. My parents think a quiet new school and a new set of friends will heal me of the scars I carry both inside and out.
There’s just one problem. I’m being haunted by Jeremiah Ransom, the charming ghost of a Civil War soldier who lived and died in my house. His presence makes me feel perfect. As if there’d never been a wound in the first place.
But I’m afraid that loving him will result in my death all over again.
He seemed almost human in the shadows, as if his form had taken on more substance.
Looking at him in the dim light, I found it all too easy to forget he was a ghost. I gnawed my bottom lip, wild with the desire to touch him.
“What was it like?” he asked.
My gaze found his and then dropped away. “It felt like…like you.”
He stared for so long that I thought my hasty remark had embarrassed him. At the very least, I’d embarrassed myself. A hot blush crept into my cheeks. “I…I should be getting back downstairs. If Ella wakes up—”
“She’s not awake,” he interrupted quickly.
My lips closed. Shaking from head to toe, I realized he hadn’t given me a choice. Hope welled that he might be as interested in me as I was in him but I refused to think past this enchanted moment.
“Hold your hand up,” he said.
Cold chills washed over me but I complied with his request, bringing my right hand up, palm facing Jeremiah. My resolve swerved as his gaze held mine whole. He lifted his own hand.
He intended to touch me!
It was going to happen, and waiting for it was the most intense, torturous pleasure I had ever known. Some part of me knew this moment would remain indelibly etched in my brain for the rest of my life and even beyond. The breath left my lungs in a ragged rush as he moved his hand closer and closer until our palms faced each other a mere two inches apart.
Eternal will be release at Amazon, B&N, BAM, Smashwords, ARE, and others October 31, in both digital ebook formats and trade paperback. But you can WIN A COPY by commenting about any ghostly experience you’ve had, or not had. *Please be sure to leave your contact info so when I draw a winner on Wednesday, October 3, I’ll be able to let you know you’ve won.
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About the author: Growing up in the south where the air is thick with stories steeped in legend and truth, Debra came by her love of romance novels honestly. Well...sort of. At an early age, she pilfered from her grandmother's extensive library and has been a fan of the genre since.
A full time freelance writer, Debra especially enjoys combining history, mystery and a touch of taboo to weave stories with unforgettable, haunted heroes.
She lives in Alabama with her sexy real life hero, a couple of smart-aleck ghosts and a diabolical black cat.
For more information about Debra’s books, visit http://DebraGlass.com
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