A Ghost Rider in the Sky?
What happened here, on a historic ranch outside Nashville, during the Civil War? And whatâs happening now?
Olivia Gordon works at the Horse Farm, a facility that assists patients with mental and physical recovery; her specialty is animal therapy. Sheâs always loved her job, always felt safeâ¦until now.
People are dying, starting with the facilityâs founder, whose body is discovered in a ravine on the propertyâsite of a massacre in 1862. And before every death, Liv sees a horse and rider, wearing a soldierâs garb, in the night skyâ¦. Warning? Omen? Or clue?
Liv calls in her cousin Malachi and his Krewe, an FBI unit of paranormal investigators, to discover the truth. New Krewe member Dustin Blake knows they need Livâs involvement in the case, yet heâs worried about her safety. Because he and Liv quickly become more than colleaguesâ¦and he doesnât want to lose her to the endless night.
Praise for the novels of
New York Times bestselling author Heather Graham
âGraham deftly weaves elements of mystery, the paranormal and romance into a tight plot that will keep the reader guessing at the true nature of the killerâs evil.â
âPublishers Weekly on The Unseen
âSuspenseful and dark.â¦The transitions between past and present flow seamlessly, and the main characters are interesting.â
âRT Book Reviews on The Unseen
âA fast-paced story, involving history and ghost stories. Graham is skilled at creating intriguing, mature characters involved in challenging situations.â
âLesaâs Book Critiques on The Unseen
âI am amazed at Grahamâs ability to create a magical story that works so well in the present when part of the facts lie in the past. The Uninvited is a saucy romantic murder mystery with ghosts taking center stage.â
âJoyfully Reviewed
âThe paranormal romantic mystery is exhilarating and fast-paced.â
âGenre Go Round on The Unspoken
âIf you like mixing a bit of the creepy with a dash of sinister and spine-chilling reading with your romance, be sure to read Heather Grahamâs latest.⦠Graham does a great job of blending just a bit of paranormal with real, human evil.â
âMiami Herald on Unhallowed Ground
âThe paranormal elements are integral to the unrelentingly suspenseful plot, the characters are likable, the romance convincing.â
âBooklist on Ghost Walk
âGrahamâs rich, balanced thriller sizzles with equal parts suspense, romance and the paranormalâall of it nail-biting.â
âPublishers Weekly on The Vision
âThis book captivates its reader. [Itâs] one the reader will not want to put down until finished.â
âParanormal Haven on Let the Dead Sleep
Dedicated with love to Al Perryâ
for his patienceâno matter what we drag him into!
And especially for
Bryee-Annon Victoria Pozzessere, my daughter, who first showed me the wonders of Nashville and Tennessee and introduced me to something equally wonderfulâhorse therapy.
Love you so much, baby!
Prologue
There he was, Marcus Danby, dead in the ravine.
His eyes were open and he stared up at heaven. His limbs were twisted at odd angles, making him look like an image created by a mad artist.
âMarcus!â Olivia Gordon cried his name as she dismounted and swiftly scampered down the rocks to his side. Like an idiot, she hunkered down by him, touching him, speaking, praying that somehow he was still alive as he lay there.
But, of course, he wasnât. She studied his faceâweathered, worn, beautiful with characterâand silent tears slid down her cheeks.
âMarcus,â she whispered, closing his eyes. Maybe it was the wrong thing to doâmaybe the medical examiner needed to see him exactly as heâd been found. But she wasnât leaving him now and she couldnât bear to see his eyes open. Heâd been staring up at the heavens, she thought. Staring up at the sky above him.
Ironically, the sky was exceptionally beautiful tonight. It was one of those twilights when the moon rose before the sun set completely, and as the sun continued its fall, sinking lower and lower into the horizon, a soft, opaque glow seemed to settle over the landscape. The hills here, just outside Nashville, Tennessee, appeared to be part of some kind of fairy-tale kingdom. Their rich shades of autumnâthe gold, orange and crimson leaves on the treesâhighlighted the emerald-green grasses. A slight coolness touched the air, making it clear and comfortable to breathe.
The sky and the landscape were what Marcus had seen as he died, Olivia reminded herself. It was why Marcus had loved this area so much, this place where heâd been born. Maybe there was something fitting in that, something poetic.
And yet... No question, Marcus had loved this countryside. Heâd known it intimately. For that very reason, it seemed impossible that heâd fallen into this rocky ravine when heâd followed these same paths, on foot or on horseback, almost every day of his life.