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Description

What would you do if you could speak to the dead?

Cassie Newbold tries to use her gift in a positive way although, sometimes things happen that are out of her control.

This is a collection of short stories featuring Cassie, who is sassy, quirky and sometimes doesn’t know her own powers.

“I like how the author draws the reader in to her story. I felt as if I was witnessing what the writer was talking about. Some stories were more eerie than others but they each felt real,” says a reviewer.

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Author Bio and Social Media Links

 

Karen J Mossman comes from a family of journalists with her grandfather and uncle having been newspaper editors. Further back a 2x grandfather wrote for his local paper and also published a book based on those articles. Karen is the only one to go into fiction.

Karen is also an avid blogger and book reviewer, “It’s especially important to me to have feedback from my readers, so please leave a review when you have read one of my books.”

Karen lives on the beautiful Isle of Anglesey off the North Wales coast with her husband and two dogs. She has two grown up children, who were both born on the same day, two years apart.

 
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https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/9814921.Karen_J_Mossman
https://twitter.com/KarenJMoss
https://magicofstories.net/
http://karenmossman.weebly.com/

 

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Excerpt 1. (Please choose one to post)

 

From Steps of a Killer

The man’s companion got up and I heard him say, “Thanks for the coffee.” My eyes burned into the side of the killer’s head. He glances around as he raised the cup to his mouth.

My blood boiled. How dare he just sit there and act normally! He thinks no one knows what he had done but he is wrong. I know! I couldn’t help myself as I stood and moved over to his table to sat in the empty seat. He looked surprised as I said nothing.

“Can I help you?” he asked sounding like a regular guy. Normal voice open expression, friendly even.

Seb was going to be annoyed. He says I’m a loose cannon and unable to contain my feelings. He’s right. I shouldn’t be taking risks like this.

“I know,” I said quietly.

He stared at me and says, “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about.”

I wish I could throw the fabric I still have clutched in my fist at him, asking if he remembers it, but because of where it came from, I can’t.

“Yes, you do. I can see it in your eyes.”

He continued to stare, and I could hear the sound of him breathing. “I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”

“No, I haven’t. I know who you are, or rather what you are.”

His Adam’s apple bobs. “And what’s that?”

I looked around. “Do you want me to say it out loud?”

He leaned forward and I flinched as my back pressed into the chair. In a whisper, he said, “You’re crazy, I don’t know you.”

As his breath washed over me, I realised she wasn’t the first one he’s killed.

 

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