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Friday, 13 June 2014

Vibrations by L.A. Witt

Nate Bard is at his wit’s end. There’s something living—or not living, as the case may be—in his house, and if he ever wants to sleep again, it needs to go. Ever the skeptic, Nate balks at his sister’s suggestion of bringing in a psychic, but after another sleepless night, he’s desperate.

Enter Isaac Lane, the hot psychic who immediately senses both the ghost and the homeowner’s doubts.

Within minutes of Isaac’s arrival, weird things start happening. Though Nate hasn’t had a clue what’s been making this ghost so restless, now it seems the ghost is bent on getting the two men together. And neither Nate nor Isaac is able—or willing—to resist.

Genres: Gay/Paranormal/Ghosts/Hauntings
Heat Level: 3
Length: Extended Amber Kiss (11k words) 

Read a short excerpt...

...Behind me, the sliding glass door closed, and footsteps approached. I spun around, certain I was about to be face to face with nothing again, but it was Isaac.

He stopped, showing his palms. “Easy. It’s just me.”

I slouched against the railing. “Fuck. I’m going crazy.”

“A lot of people think they’re going crazy when things happen that they can’t explain.”

“Well, that’s why you’re here.” I ran a shaking hand through my hair. “To explain this shit so I don’t lose my mind.”

“That’s what I’m trying to do.” Isaac touched my arm, and I expected electricity to shoot through my skin at the touch, but nothing happened. “Are you sure you’re all right?”

I met his eyes. That was strange. Now he was a few inches away from me, touching me, looking at me, and I didn’t have that weird flustered feeling anymore. That wasn’t to say I’d suddenly stopped being attracted to him. Quite the opposite. It was like something had been fogging my thoughts before, and now I was looking at him with a sense of clarity that had inexplicably abandoned me as soon as I’d laid eyes on him. And with the memory of that “oh my God I want you” attraction still simmering beneath the surface, I still wanted him. Badly. I just felt like I was a bit more in control of those thoughts. It reminded me of those wild nights in my younger days when I’d hook up with someone while we were both drunk, and the next morning, I’d realize, “Hey, I really am into you.”

Except I hadn’t been drunk when Isaac showed up. And if I had been, I sure wouldn’t have sobered up in the time it took a ghost to grab my balls and send me out onto my back deck to catch my damned breath.


I rubbed a hand over my face. “I’m sorry. Just…rattled.”

“It’s okay.” He released my arm, and I caught myself wishing he hadn’t. He gestured over his shoulder at the kitchen. “So what exactly happened in there?”

I swallowed. “I…I was making coffee, and there was someone in the room. I thought it was you. I was sure it was you.”

“Right, because there’s no one else here.”

“No, it—” My teeth snapped together. As I replayed that bizarre moment in my mind, I couldn’t explain it, but I had been certain the person in the room with me was Isaac. Even now, knowing Isaac had been elsewhere, my mind’s eye insisted that was Isaac...

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