Child of Frankenstein’s Bride, Book 5
Paranormal / Historical
Date Published: 07-23-2024
Will Tyra ever get out of the shadows?
Growing up isn’t easy for Tyra Smythe. Especially when you grow up in a
house with shadows. She and her friend Evelyn conjure up the ghost of a girl
who lived there 100 years ago and the mystery of the funhouse begins. While
her parents are away in England, the ghost Abby, begins to haunt. When more
ghosts appear at Tyra’s fourteenth birthday party, word that the house is
haunted gets out and draws unwanted attention to it.
Shortly Margaret has decided it is a good idea to make her home an
attraction for some extra money. It is 1929 and more haunted houses are
needed, the house is named the Shadows and creepy renovations are started
all at the expense of Tim Terror and his haunted attractions company.
As Abby haunts the halls and stairs, her hunger grows. Her legend says she
died there and appears during a full moon, and she even has a museum room.
Abby’s heart is close to Tyra, but they must move on though they feel at
home again once the remodel of The Shadows is complete.
Will she ever be able to leave, or will it leave her?
EXCERPT
“Don’t give him your address. I wonder if they can help you
find your father,” Evelyn said.
“They won’t. Jack isn’t any help. I’ll just look
myself. I’ll think about going to the police. We don’t have a
phone. I don’t like this.”
When they got home, it felt much cooler in the house. They grabbed drinks
and the telephone directory and went upstairs. Tyra did find a Nathaniel
Johnston—she actually found two of them. “Evelyn, another big
house to go look at later. I found Nathaniel.”
“Good.” Evelyn took everything out of her bag. They laid the
blue velvet table cover, the candles, and the Ouija board in front of them
on the floor.
“I’ll go get a couple candlesticks. We will try a séance
and use the board tonight,” Tyra said.
“Hattie, where are the candlesticks?” Tyra called.
“In the hallway by the kitchen!” Hattie answered.
She and Evelyn raced there and grabbed two.
Hattie appeared. “Be careful with those. Matches are in the
kitchen.”
“Thanks,” Tyra responded. “Have you ever seen a ghost in
here?”
“No, never,” Hattie responded.
“Hopefully, we will,” Tyra said as she headed for the kitchen.
She grabbed the matches.
“We won’t light them now, not until tonight,” she told
Evelyn.
“My mom is coming by in the morning to come and get me,” Evelyn
said.
Tyra nodded. “We’re going to try a séance. I read about
them in the paper.”
“I don’t want you to do that. I told you I haven’t seen
any ghosts here. When the wind blows, you can hear it loud. This is an old
house. Your dad said it was built in the 1790s,” Hattie said.
“We’ll just try. It probably won’t work.” Tyra went
to her room as Evelyn followed.
“Is it even worth the time?” Evelyn asked.
“No, but this is.” Tyra pulled out a rolled-up Ouija board that
looked like a map. She took the planchette out of Evelyn’s purse.
“I didn’t tell Hattie we had this.” They sat on the floor
and felt the beautiful soft velvet.
About the Author
Martha has studied writing with Writer’s Digest and has an
associate’s degree in Social Services. She has also written poems and
songs and even studied screen writing and horror. She still writes and likes
getting writing prompts. Her favorite author is VC Andrews. If you purchase
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