All this week we're celebrating the release of Ghosts of New England: Skullery Bay, an anthology of four complete paranormal novels, by three award-winning and best selling authors. Today, we'll take a peek at the overall anthology. Then, starting tomorrow, we'll go book-by-book to let you in on a few of Fairwinds' best-kept secrets!
An anthology unlike any other...
4 Different Centuries
4 To-Die-For Romances
The Same 2 Ghosts!
About the Anthology
Widow’s Walk (1737) by Author Lisa A. Olech
He’s the infamous pirate, Captain John Jacob Wilder. She’s the daughter of his fiercest enemy. Their love is the beginning of the legend.
Cast to the Wind and Waves (1837) by Author Kathryn Hills
She’s the heiress determined to restore Fairwinds to its former glory. He’s the solicitor working as a caretaker because of the deadly curse. Their love will rebuild the legend.
The Bootlegger’s Daughter (1924) by Author Nancy Fraser
She’s the daughter of one of the FBI’s most wanted criminals. He’s her bodyguard, and not at all what he seems. Their love will return dignity to the legend.
Jilly’s Dilemma (Present Day) by Author Nancy Fraser
She’s the new owner of Fairwinds, a flaky artist who talks to ghosts. Repeatedly. He’s the staid, young professor there to document Fairwinds' history.
Their love will make you believe in the legend.
The Last Kiss (Anthology Epilogue by Author Lisa Olech, with a little help from Captain John Jacob Wilder
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Meet the Authors
LISA A. OLECH—loves
art, pirates and a cranky curmudgeon she affectionately calls the Wizard of O.
Currently the author of eight Romance titles in both the contemporary and
historical genres, she uses witty dialog with a side order of sexy to bring to
life multi-faceted, adventurous, smoldering characters you’ll not soon forget.
A 2018 RITA Award
nominee for her book, Within A Captain’s Soul, the final book in her Captains
of the Scarlet Night series, Lisa’s won a variety of writing contests and
achieved the ranks of Amazon Best Seller with her debut book in 2014.
Living on the
shores of On Golden Pond, Lisa shares a drafty, old Victorian house with a
wizard and two schizophrenic cats she brought into the house in an attempt to
fill her empty nest and keep her from talking to herself in a British accent.
As an author, artist, Justice of the Peace, and aspiring beekeeper, Lisa finds
true inspiration in the beauty and love that surround her. And, she takes full
credit for three homes on her quiet New England street now proudly flying the
Jolly Roger from their flagpoles.
KATHRYN HILLS—The
rich history and many mysteries of New England are the perfect backdrop for
many of Kathryn’s books. Winding roads lined by old stone walls, forgotten
cemeteries, grand homes with shadowy pasts...all sparks for her imagination.
Whether it’s a quaint seaside town or the vibrant city of Boston, it’s easy for
this “hauntingly romantic” author to envision the past mingling with the
present. No surprise, some of Kathryn’s favorite stories involve time travel.
And ghosts! Sprinkle in some magic, and you’re off on a great adventure.
When not writing,
this best-selling author is researching, gardening, or cooking up something
special in her chaotic kitchen. She shares her colonial home in the north woods
with those she loves most – her wonderful husband and daughter, and three crazy
dogs.
NANCY FRASER—Jumping
Across Romance Genres with Gleeful Abandon—is an Amazon Top 100 and
Award-Winning author who can’t seem to decide which romance genre suits her
best. So, she writes them all.
When not writing
(which is almost never), Nancy dotes on her five wonderful grandchildren and
looks forward to traveling and reading when time permits. Nancy lives in
Atlantic Canada where she enjoys the relaxed pace and colorful people.
A
time of innocence, and the not so innocent. From “I Love Lucy” and “Willy” to
“Private Secretary”, “Father Knows Best” and “Bachelor Father”, television and
music from the fifties gave us inspiration. Come take a trip down memory lane
with these five vintage reads!
Get
your romance on, and make grandma proud!
Ed Loves Marnie ~ 1955 - Can this
handsome military man convince the single mother to take another chance at
love? Or, will their shared memory put a wall between them?
Willa Thomas, Attorney-in-Love ~ 1956 -
Will these co-workers be able to tow the company line and forego a chance at romance?
Or, will they risk everything for love?
Professor Knows Best ~ 1957 - Will this
freaky trip back in time to 1957 give her the answers she seeks? Or, only more
confusion? How difficult will she find it to navigate being best friends with
the college-age version of her own mother?
His Private Secretary ~ 1958 - Can she
run interference between her handsome boss, his needy family, and the scores of
women trying to bed him and wed him and still remain unaffected by his many
charms?
The Bachelor Father ~ 1959 - Will Nanny
#5 be the one to finally ace the job, and coax him out of his shell and back
into life? And, will a family vacation to Paris fulfill their wildest dreams?
Read an Excerpt
From His Private Secretary ~ 1958
The
desktop exactly as it should be, Eleanor stepped into the private kitchenette
next to her office and started a pot of coffee. Finally, she set up a serving
tray with two china cups and saucers, a sugar bowl and cream pitcher and two
silver spoons. From the cupboard, she took a serving plate and placed it on the
tray.
She was
about to reach for the linen napkins when her boss’ private phone line rang.
Glancing briefly at her watch, Eleanor walked quickly to his desk and lifted
the receiver to her ear. “Good morning, Mrs. Norton,” she said without
hesitation, “Mr. Norton has not yet arrived.”
“It’s just
as well. He’s angry with me and probably wouldn’t speak to me anyway.”
Eleanor
could hear the near hysteria in the woman’s voice and wondered what the problem
was today. “I’m sure Mr. Norton will be more than happy to speak with you.”
“Oh, I
don’t know,” the woman said sadly.
Eleanor
felt a rush of compassion for her employer’s mother. The woman doted on her
sons, sometimes a bit too much. “Why don’t I have him call you as soon as he
arrives?”
“Well,
all right, my dear, if you think he will.”
“I’ll
dial the number myself,” Eleanor told her.
“I don’t
know what Jessup would do without you, Miss Martin. You are a godsend, you know
that.”
“Thank
you, Mrs. Norton. I appreciate the compliment.” Eleanor paused for a moment and
then asked, “Is there anything else, Mrs. Norton?”
“No, I
don’t think so.”
“Well,
then—”
“Oh yes,
there was one other thing.”
Eleanor
waited, and waited. Finally, she asked, “Mrs. Norton, what was the one other
thing?” When no immediate response came, Eleanor could almost picture the
woman’s puzzled expression.
“You
know, dear, I can’t remember.”
“I’m sure
it will come to you. When it does, please don’t hesitate to call back. In the
meantime, though, I’ll make sure Mr. Norton calls you as soon as possible.”
“The
charity ball,” the older woman said quickly. “That was it.”
Eleanor
reached for her boss’ calendar and flipped the page, asking “The one on April twenty-sixth
for Children’s Hospital?”
“Yes, my
dear, that’s the one.”
“Was
there something special you wanted to know about the ball, Mrs. Norton? It is
on Mr. Norton’s schedule, if you were concerned.”
“I don’t
mean to seem nosy, Miss Martin, but do you have any idea who my son is taking
to the event?”
Eleanor
closed her eyes for a brief moment, picturing in her mind’s eye the parade of
beautiful women who routinely danced through Jessup Norton’s life. Summoning
her best smile on a deep breath of air, she said, “It isn’t marked on his
calendar. He hasn’t mentioned anything to me, so I’m afraid I can’t say.” To
herself, she thought, not that I would
even if I could. There were some things a private secretary kept private,
even from her boss’ mother.
“I just
hope it’s not that dreadful Carpenter woman. She’s got her sights set on my
son. It’s shameful. She’s divorced, you know. And, you know what they say about
divorced women.” When Eleanor failed to respond, Mrs. Norton added, “It’s like
buying a lollipop with all the red licked off.”
Eleanor
stifled a chuckle and listened patiently while the Norton family matriarch
bristled over the thought of her son dating a divorced woman. When she finally
stopped for air, Eleanor asked, “Is there anything else, Mrs. Norton? I really
need to finish preparing for Mr. Norton’s arrival.”
“No, my
dear; I’m sorry for bending your ear so much. It’s just I worry about Jessup.”
Eleanor
wanted so desperately to remind Edith Norton that poor little Jessup was a
thirty-five-year-old man and could take care of himself. Instead, she said,
“Worrying is what mothers do, Mrs. Norton. Or so I’ve been told.”
“One of
these days, Miss Martin, you’ll meet that special man and quit your job to
raise a family. Once you’re a mother, you’ll understand completely.”
