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Fractured Legacy  

Available on Amazon Kaylyn Anderson's fascination with abandoned places and dark creatures kindled her work as a paranormal investigator. But when dreams begin to distort reality, she questions what is real and pulls away from everyone she trusts. The opportunity to investigate the Teague Hotel--a long-abandoned landmark that has always piqued her curiosity--provides a chance to redeem herself. Unraveling the hotel's secrets won't be easy, but Kaylyn soon finds herself the target of a dark entity that has been trapped in the building for decades. If Kaylyn stands any chance of defeating the spirit, she'll have to accept that her fears are real and convince fellow investigators that she hasn't lost her mind. Goodreads |Wattpad

 

About the Author: Skye Callahan

Skye Callahan was born and raised in Ohio and has seen enough unbelievable stuff to feed a lifetime of paranormal stories. When not writing or working at the dayjob, she hangs out with her ethnomusicologist husband and pet ferrets, reads, and takes long walks through the cemetery. Facebook | Twitter | Goodreads | Blog


Excerpt: 

As soon as Jonah’s foot hit the top stair, he heard Kaylyn’s voice in the first office. “What gives Sir Ass the right to come here and piss on everything?”

He crossed his arms over his chest and waited in the middle of the hallway. If either of them bothered to look around, he’d be in plain sight.

“Kay,” Cole said, “He wasn’t that bad. He’s doing his job.”

“His job is to be a condescending jack-ass in suit pants? Who does he think he is? He’s barely older than me. And his last name is Troyer. He must be Nathan Troyer’s son. “

Jonah’s jaw clenched tighter.

Cole looked up, meeting Jonah’s gaze. Her eyes went wide as she tapped the back of her pen against the desk. “Um, Kay—”

“So, what?  Being a council leader’s son, gives him the right to walk in, take over our office, and critique everything we’ve done? We may not do it his way but—”

“Kay!” Cole shouted.

Kaylyn froze, then her body went slack. “All of the signs we came up with growing up and we never invented one for ‘he’s standing right behind you’?”