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 and read Martha's books a review on this web site will be greatly appreciated. She can also be found at www.marthawickham.com.
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