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Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins – With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.
Comes An Outlaw by Keta Diablo – An outlaw returns to his childhood home to find his parents and brother dead, and the lovely widow in grave danger.
Long A Ghost, and Far Away by Andrea Downing – Ghosts are restless souls, and Lizzie Adams is one of them. How many lives will she get to find the perfect love?
A Ghostly Wager by Blaire Edens – Even a skeptical detective needs a little otherworldly help.
How the Ghost Was Won by Erin Hayes – There are ghost stories. And there are ghost legends.
McKee’s Ghost by Anita Philmar – The ghost living in his house might have saved him from an unhappy marriage and brought him the girl of his dreams but when his ex- fiancé returns, the same spirit turns his life upside down.
A Ride Through Time by Charlene Raddon – P.S.I. Agent Burke Jameson wants to find out if Eagle Gulch, Colorado has genuine ghosts. But he found far more than he expected, including a horse ride that could change his life forever
The Ghost and the Bridegroom by Patti Sherry-Crews – She’s sent west to solve a case. What she finds will change her forever.
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FEATURED: A Plague of Poltergeists
A Plague of Poltergeists in Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins
In my novella Wild, Wild Ghost, medium and spiritualist—and brand-new agent for the Tremayne PSI Agency—Ruby Silver is dispatched to Rittersburg, Texas to deal with an unusual haunting. When she meets up in town with her new partner, Trip Austin, they’re told that what they are dealing with is a poltergeist.
For Ruby and Trip, this is a new term. Although the idea of troublesome ghosts was certainly not new, the word poltergeist—from the German terms poltern, to create a disturbance, and geist, or ghost—was coined right around the middle of the nineteenth century. In fact, the only reason Ruby and Trip learn the term at all is that the town being disturbed by the ghost is a new German settlement.
The fictional town of Rittersburg is set in the Texas Hill Country, and is loosely based on some of my favorite places in Texas, like New Braunfels and Fredericksburg. According to the Texas State Historical Handbook, by 1850, German settlers and their descendants made up five percent of Texas’ population, and that percentage stayed steady throughout the nineteenth century. That they would have brought their new terminology—and their ghosts!—with them is perhaps no surprise.
As it turns out, Ruby and Trip have more than just a poltergeist to deal with, and a lot of learning to do, both about the town they’re trying to save and each other—all while ducking those flying objects that poltergeists love to toss around.
Artist conception of poltergeist activity. From the French magazine La Vie Mysterieuse in 1911.
Wild, Wild Ghost
by Margo Bond Collins
With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.
When Ruby Silver traded in her demon-hunting rifle for a Tremayne Agency badge, she didn’t want another partner—losing the last one was too traumatic. But when a new case in the Texas Hill Country pairs her up with the slow-talking, fast-drawing Trip Austin, it will take all their combined skills to combat a plague of poltergeists in this German-settled town.
Realizing that all the broken glass flying past him had been swept up into the whirlwind of glass around the woman, he dropped Demonio’s reigns. “Stay here,” he instructed. The stallion rolled its eyes at him, but nickered. Trip didn’t bother to tether the animal; his horse wasn’t going anywhere without him.
If exploding glass didn’t startle him, nothing would.
For that matter, neither did various ilk of ghosts and beasts. Demonio was steady, even if he had a tendency to bite strangers.
Was this woman really supposed to be his new partner?
When he’d gotten the telegram from the Tremayne headquarters back in St. Louis, he had laughed aloud. Trip knew there were lady agents—he’d even worked with one a time or two—but they had all been stationed back east. No lone woman in her right mind would want to come out here to work.
Not when there were plenty of ghosts to be exorcised in civilized places.
I guess maybe this one’s not in her right mind, then.
Might not be a bad idea to remember that.
He watched the glass-cyclone sweep up the dust around her, the cloud of dirt thickening until he couldn’t see the woman at all, and reconsidered.
If she can cause something like that to happen, maybe she’s plenty safe out here, after all.
As Trip made his way toward her, the glass-and-dirt devil rose into the air. He stopped to watch it ascend. Then, with a noise like a crack of thunder, it was gone. Trip had the vague impression that it had sped away toward the wilds rather than merely disappearing into nothingness, but he couldn’t have pointed to any particular evidence that made him think that.
Smoothing her hands down the sides of the painted horse’s face, the woman murmured something soothing in a tone that made Trip realize he had been hearing her voice all along, a soft alto hum rising and falling under the whipping and tinkling sound of the glass tornado, somehow more noticeable now in its absence than it had been during the strange events on the street.
The horse huffed out a breath, and the woman laughed. The sound of it sent an odd shiver up Trip’s back—not of anxiety, but of interest.
Don’t be stupid, man. You haven’t even seen her face yet.
And he couldn’t tell anything about her body under that horror of a dress.
Reaching up, she untied the bonnet from under her chin and removed it to shake off the dirt. A silken fall of blond hair cascaded out of it and down her back, and Trip stopped to stare, frozen by the glint of midday Texas sun off its golden sheen.
By the time he moved again, she had begun brushing off her skirt in sharp, efficient motions.
“Ruby Silver?” he asked when he was close enough to speak without shouting.
As she spun around, it occurred to him belatedly that it might not be a good idea to sneak up on a woman who could turn flying glass into a tornado and make it disappear.
About the Author
Margo Bond Collins is addicted to coffee and SF/F television, especially Supernatural. She writes paranormal and contemporary romance, urban fantasy, and paranormal mystery. She lives in Texas with her daughter and several spoiled pets. Although she teaches college-level English courses online, writing fiction is her first love. She enjoys reading urban fantasy and paranormal fiction of any genre and spends most of her free time daydreaming about heroes, vampires, ghosts, werewolves, and the women who love (and sometimes fight) them.
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