Mid Week Tease - The Bone Flute - Stuck on You

Welcome to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for a new year of Mid Week Tease hosted by Sandra Bunino.

Authors: this is a great opportunity to spotlight a few lines or even a paragraph or two from a new release or backlisted title. Readers: you get to sample some delicious snippets! We’ll do our best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.

I'm working on a new paranormal romantic suspense set in Las Vegas, entitled The Bone Flute. In this unedited snippet, Jozsef Kiraly is the ghost cursed into the bone flute. Rain takes him out of the offices and out to the foyer, not realizing she's the only one who can see him. And that she's stuck with him.

“Here’s my card if you need to contact me directly, but please make an appointment and I’ll be happy to meet with you.”

She handed him a little rectangular piece of thick paper and gave him a politely dismissive smile before retreating back through the door. It closed behind her with a final-sounding click.

Jozsef stood there for a few moments, gaping at the closed portal. She dismissed me. He huffed out a breath in disbelief before he dropped his gaze to the little card he held in his hands. A wolf’s skull and white writing on a black background covered its surface. Most of the writing was incomprehensible to him, but the largest writing at the top of the card was clear.

Rain Szép.

Jozsef staggered against the wall and clutched his gut.

Holy God in Heaven, she’s a Szép! He moaned and closed his eyes. The story of my treachery has probably been told to all members of the family far and wide.

Jozsef wallowed in his misfortune for a few moments. Thank God Rain didn’t seem to realize his spirit was locked in a twilight existence connected to the bone flute. He had no desire to remind her of her ancestor’s curse. Oh, Marika, I’m so sorry.

Jozsef scrubbed his face with his hands and tucked the card into his belt pouch. By the saints, I’ll have to tell her. She’d told him to go, but there would be no chance of that.

Dark humor rolled through him and he snorted again, this time ruefully. If Rain kept the bone flute, she’d be keeping him, however inadvertently. He’d go for now and try to keep his presence invisible even to her, but they’d have to face each other sooner or later.

I just hope she can forgive all my trespasses.

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