Cry of the Banshee: A Krewe of Hunters Novella <— PEOPLE ARE DYING IN THE MOST UNSUAL WAYS: drowning where thereβs no water, falling from heights that donβt existβ¦ But before every death, the banshee lets out a cry. <— GASP!!! π± I LOVE the sound of this! And to celebrate this release, Heather Graham (as well as her publisher,Β 1,001 Dark Nights Press) are sponsoring todayβs newsletter! π
So what’s it about?
From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Heather Graham comes a new story in her Krewe of Hunters seriesβ¦
Strange things are happening at Castle Darien, the legendary home of Angela Hawkins Crowβs family just outside of Dublin, Ireland.
People are dying in the most unusual ways: drowning where thereβs no water, falling from heights that donβt existβ¦
But before every death, the banshee lets out a cry, warning that loved ones are in danger. The Irish death ghostβs haunting shrieks and sobs echo within the ancient stone walls and travel up and down the hillsides.
Terrified and broken after the death of a friend, Moira Hawkins, Angelaβs second cousin, turns to her family for help, convinced that evil is at work and sure the Krewe of Hunters can determine what is happening and put an end to the strange and deadly haunting.
Angela is mystified and stricken, but she and Jackson travel to the Emerald Isle to investigate, certain that someone very much alive is behind whatever is going on.
But she and the Krewe just might need the dead to uncover the truth.
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Angela heard it. A sound so soft in the night it almost wasnβt thereβ¦
It could have been the memory of a song, replaying in her subconscious mind, something on the whisper of a night breeze.
But it wasnβt.
She opened her eyes. Jackson slept peacefully at her side. She hesitated. He was a man who heard the slightest rustle, the smallest nuance of movement.
No one moved in the room. Yet she still heard the sound. It seemed to be coming from the courtyard.
But they had tried to find ghosts in the castle. If any resided here, they didnβt care to make an appearance. She wasnβt sure Jackson believed in the concept of the banshee.
But he believed in her. She knew it. And stillβ¦
She wondered if she could possibly slip from the room, go down to the hall, and then get out into the courtyard for a look.