Step back into the magical world of Pendleford with Sarah Painterâs new book The Secrets of Ghosts. Donât miss the magical, heart-warming story from the bestselling author of The Language of Spells!
On her twenty-first birthday Katie Harper has only one wish: to become a real Harper woman. Mystical powers are passed down her family generation after generation â some even call them witches â yet every spell Katie attempts goes disastrously wrong.
When her magic does appear, itâs in a form nobody expected and suddenly Katie is thrown into a dangerous new world with shadowy consequences. For the realm of the deceased is not as peaceful as she once thought. The dead are buried with their secrets and only Katie can help the ghosts of the past finally find peace.
If that is what they are looking forâ¦
The Secrets of Ghosts
Sarah Painter
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First published in Great Britain by HQ in 2014
Copyright © Sarah Painter 2014
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E-book Edition © February 2014 ISBN: 9781472054807
Version date: 2018-10-30
Sarah Painter has worked as a freelance journalist, editor and blogger for the last thirteen years, while juggling amateur child-wrangling (aka motherhood) with her demanding Internet-appreciation schedule (aka procrastination).
Born in Wales to a Scot and an Englishman (very nearly a âthree men walked into a barâ joke), she now lives in Scotland with her husband, two children and two cats. She loves the work of Joss Whedon, reading in bed, salt and vinegar crisps, and is the proud owner of a writing shed.
Sarah gives writing advice at www.novelicious.com and writes about craft, books and writing at www.sarah-painter.com
Acknowledgements
This book put up a bit of a fight and it truly wouldnât exist without the encouragement and editorial support of Sally and Victoria at HQ Digital.
Thank you, also, to my wonderful agent, Sallyanne Sweeney, for her continuing enthusiasm and guidance.
Iâm so grateful to all my friends and family for their understanding while I wrestled with this book, and to Holly and James for putting up with âDeadline Mumâ with love and good grace.
Finally, thank you to my brother, Matthew, for the pep talks and delicious beer.
Chapter 1
Katie Harper closed her eyes as the last lines of âhappy birthdayâ finished and blew out the candles on her cake. She concentrated with every ounce of her being, and wished more fervently than sheâd ever wished before. More fervently than when sheâd been in the middle of her horse phase and been hoping for a pony. More strongly, even, than when sheâd thought sheâd been in love with Luke Taylor and had tried her first real spell. She squeezed her nails into her palms and bit the inside of her cheek to provide a spark of necessary pain, biting hard enough to draw blood. Wishes could come true. There was magic in thought and intention. Katie knew this and when she opened her eyes, she expected the world to have changed.
It hadnât.
The disappointment thumped through her. She saw a flicker of concern on her aunt Gwenâs face and hastily slapped a smile in place.
She kept the smile while the cake was cut, while her uncle Cam gave her a hug and a cheque, and while she thanked everyone in the little group for coming.
Her face was beginning to ache by the time her mum and dad were saying goodbye. Her mum kissed her on both cheeks and apologised for the millionth time for rushing away. âItâs an early start tomorrow,â she said. âAnd you know I get travel sick.â
âI know, itâs fine.â Ruby and David were going on a cruise, their third in two years. They were taking their duties as empty nesters seriously and, honestly, Katie couldnât blame them. She hadnât been the easiest teenager to live with. She hugged them both, inhaling the scent of Rubyâs perfume and moisturiser. âIâm not staying late, either. Iâm working tomorrow.â