First Chapters, Gambling Ghosts

Confessions of a Pirate Ghost – First Chapter

” What could be more fun than a sexy Pirate Ghost that has mob hit men running scared?” Amazon Review

This is the first chapter in my latest, lighthearted ghost story; a fusion of fantasy, adventure and romance.

Escape

“Who says life is fair? Where is that written?” ~ the Princess Bride

 

Well past midnight, Harley Davis crept up the long, creaky staircase to the front entrance of the Victorian teahouse, leaving a puddle on each step. Swimming to shore in the frigid, ocean water had chilled her to the bone, but she had no time for self-pity. Everything should be easy now that I’m on land, she told herself. A light inside the house shone brightly through the front window, a warm glow that promised sanctuary. It had been the only light visible in the small sea-side town. Slowly, she curled her stiff fingers into a fist and knocked on the old wooden door.  Silence. Shivering in the brisk night air, she tapped again. Nothing. She called out, “H-hello. Anyone? I need help.” Her teeth chattered. With a blue hand she reached for the door handle. It felt ice-cold, and as she turned it, a chill spiraled up her arm sending a dark sense of foreboding flowing through her senses and settling into her heart. But she had no choice. She pushed on the door and entered.

“H-hello.” She said it louder this time.

The sound of faint laughter and people talking came from further inside. They must not have heard her. But the sense that all was not right sat heavily on her shoulders.

“H-hello. M-my name is …” There was no point saying her name if no one was listening, and enunciating words was so darn hard. Her eyes felt heavy. If only she could lie down. Nausea rose in her throat.

She took a step inside and the door slammed shut behind her. Darkness surrounded her, and a tingling sensation crawled along her scalp. And I thought I was too cold to feel anything. The silence in the entrance way had a graveyard quality that she didn’t trust. Desperate to stop her creepy thoughts, she reached for the wall and fumbled for a light switch. Finding one, she flicked it on.

The noise of people continued, a distance away.

In a glance she took in her surroundings. Beyond the entrance alcove, there was a sitting room with faded rose wallpaper and a collection of well-worn wing chairs, small tables and a sofa. An antique, Tiffany lamp stood in one corner and a chandelier hung from the middle of the ceiling. The air smelled of cinnamon and coffee, and beneath that lay a note of mustiness, as if the house breathed its age.

“H-hello,” she called out again.

It was warmer inside the house, but her body continued to shudder. Hypothermia had set in. She needed to get warm. A blanket would help. She would give all her worldly goods for a blanket and a wood fire.

A loud chorus of laughter broke out and she turned towards it. Light leaked from beneath the door of the room where the sound originated. They must be really busy not to hear her. Surely someone would help her, if they knew she was in such bad shape.

Her heart raced and her breathing with it, yet her darned feet moved slower than the last drops of molasses in a bottle, so painfully slow she wanted to scream, but she knew she shouldn’t waste her energy for that. Step by step she willed herself forward, hoping she wouldn’t fall before she reached someone. “H-hello,” she continued to call in a slurred and raspy voice. “H-hello.” The light called to her.

When she reached the door, she didn’t bother knocking. Desperate, she grabbed the door handle. Again, its ice-cold surface sent swirling vibrations up her arm, vibrations that carried with them dark, haunting images. But she would not be stopped, by tricks of her mind. She opened the door so wide it banged against the wall.

Silence. The room was empty. A single candle burned in an elaborate candelabrum.

She wanted to scream at the horror of the moment. This room had been her last chance. The laughter must have been a recording or maybe a radio. This would be her end. “N-no,” she screamed, hearing the hysteria in her voice. This can’t be the way I die.

Out of the dark emptiness came a man’s voice. “Woman, you’re dripping.”

Harley turned towards the sound, but no one was there.


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Back Blurb:

Confessions of a Pirate Ghost

Gambling Ghosts Series, Novella 3

Everyone has secrets.

Escaping the clutches of a mobster, art forger Harley Davis dives off a yacht in the middle of the night and swims ashore to Sunset Cove, a small town in the Pacific Northwest, where the only light she sees comes from inside a haunted teahouse. Soaking wet and shaking, she pauses at the door. No one in their right mind would enter such a creepy place, but she has no choice. She needs to hide.

Pirate ghost, Three-Sheets, enjoys his extended life on earth, gambling and flirting with the ladies, but when he meets Harley, he discovers he wants more out of death than a good gambling hand.

As the charming Three Sheets woos Harley, her former boss puts a contract on her head. What do you get when you mix a saucy thief, a pirate ghost and an angry godfather? Another fun, Gambling Ghost story.

contests, Gambling Ghosts

Winner of the Pirate Review Contest

The winner of the Review Contest Draw for Confessions of a Pirate Ghost is [drum roll] Angel Crum. I’ve sent her a $25.00 Amazon gift card, which I hope she will have fun spending.

How did I do it? I put numbers in my skeleton cup and drew one. Each number corresponded to the number in my email list. While I had many reviews, only seven people emailed me a link, so they each had a one in seven chance of winning.

A huge, thank you from the bottom of my heart thank you, to all my readers and reviewers. You’ve helped me push my novella higher than any other story I’ve published. I reached a ranking of 4,223 in Amazon books sales, 7 in short reads Sci fi and Fantasy (and two of the spots ahead of me were taken by JK Rowling and another by a Nebula award winner), 43 in short reads, ghosts and 85 in short reads romance. I also made 2nd in short reads, sci-fi and fantasy hot new releases. I’m pretty excited. Please, keep spreading the word.

Now, I’m going to make myself a cup of coffee, pick up a book and have a good read.

Gambling Ghosts, giveaway

Launch Day * Confessions of a Pirate Ghost!!!

Everyone has secrets.

Escaping the clutches of a mobster, art forger Harley Davis dives off a yacht in the middle of the night and swims ashore to Sunset Cove, a small town in the Pacific Northwest, where the only light she sees comes from inside a haunted teahouse. Soaking wet and shaking, she pauses at the door. No one in their right mind would enter such a creepy place, but she has no choice. She needs to hide.

Pirate ghost, Three-Sheets, enjoys his extended life on earth, gambling and flirting with the ladies, but when he meets Harley, he discovers he wants more out of death than a good gambling hand.

As the charming Three Sheets woos Harley, her former boss puts a contract on her head. What do you get when you mix a saucy thief, a pirate ghost and an angry godfather? Another fun, Gambling Ghost story.

BUY LINK – early-bird price $0.99

Confessions of a Pirate Ghost is the third novella in the Gambling Ghosts Series.

 


 Are You Interested in a Draw for a $25.00 Amazon.com Gift Card?

To enter the draw: purchase Confessions of a Pirate Ghost, post a review for it on Amazon  and send me the link (connect@jo-anncarson.com). You need to post the link before April 7th. By doing so you will help me push the novella to the top of the rankings.

Your chances of winning, I guestimate to be 1 in twenty, and you get the added bonus of helping me promote my ghost stories.


Until next we meet,

May the Ghosts be with you,

Jo-Ann

cover reveal, Gambling Ghosts

Cover Reveal – The Biker Ghost Meets His Match

The pre-order will go up soon and the book will launch in July. Here’s my new cover by Steven Novak.

Comments welcome.

Gambling Ghosts, YouTube clips

A Viking Ghost on You Tube #Paranormal #99c

What can I say?

I like to try new things. So today I present my first reading on You Tube. It starts with a blooper, but I can live with that. Every time I redo the video it becomes more starchy, and I figure a little bloop trumps a lot of bland.

I’m wearing a fedora, because I tell myself that you are looking at it and not me. We all have our coping strategies.  lol.

Enjoy (I hope)

cover reveal, Gambling Ghosts

Confessions of a Pirate Ghost – Cover Reveal #MondayBlog

pirateghost_cvr_lrgNeed I say more?

Pre-order mid January,

Launch mid April

I love this cover, and can’t wait to tell you more about the story.

The back blurb will be released when it goes up for pre-order in the middle of the month.

I just had to share the cover.


Cover Designer: Steven Novak


Psst: On a ten point scale, ten being totally awesome, how would you rate the cover? 


vikingghost_cvr_smlBTW

While you’re waiting for the pirate ghost to show up, consider pre-ordering the story about his buddy, Eric the Viking for the early-bird price of 99 cents, which launches Jan. 17th.

Pre-Order Link

 

Gambling Ghosts

#3 in Hot New Releases for 4 Days!

Color me dazed. And oh so grateful to my readers.

A Highland Ghost for Christmas is selling well. Here are my current stats:

#2,673 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)

While it has bounced around a bit, it has held onto 3rd place in Hot New Releases for Kindle Short … Science Fiction & Fantasy  most of the time. Squee.

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Had to share.

Thank you.