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Bryn McCaskey is young, naïve, and can talk to
ghosts...
Like her mother and grandmother, Bryn comes from a
breed of witches called The Keepers of the Lost Souls. Their main purpose is to
guard those spirits who are permanently or temporarily grounded in the world of
the living. Handling supernatural creatures is something which comes naturally
to Bryn, however, dealing with people is a whole different story.
As her 18th birthday approaches it's time for her to
take on her first assignment. Bryn is forced to confront her inability to
communicate with others in an effort to save the one soul that can mean the
difference between life and death for mankind.
Johnny Shaw is a lost soul with a personal vendetta
against witches...
A vendetta he has carried on even after death. As much
as he hate's them he must join forces with a keeper witch, in order to stop a
century old threat. When fate brings them together, not only will they be
forced to learn how to work as a team, but they will have to depend on each
other to stop an evil witch carrying a six hundred year grudge!
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“A
titillating tale of a guardian witch caught in a plot that would change her
life. Evil, good and powerful love become the focus as you wind your way
through this spellbinding work of fiction.”—James Long,
Amazon Reviewer.
“Keeper
of the Lost Souls by Kristy Centeno is a great paranormal read. Witches,
spirits and magic abound. I'm a fan of the paranormal genre, but lately haven't
found a book I really enjoyed. This book is it! I liked the characters and felt
the story line was unique. The romance between the characters is sweet.”
–Brooke Bumgardner, Amazon Reviewer.
“This
is a great book, I love the story line. The paranormal relationship with
Marianne is so funny, and the love interest with Johnny. The ups and downs keep
you wanting more!” –Tristan, Amazon Reviewer.
Before entering the property, I’d made sure I was
protected and no amount of demon magic could’ve bypassed that spell. Unless of
course, the demon happened to be hundreds of years old. This wasn’t the case,
however— of that I was sure. A demon looking to destroy a witch wouldn’t wait
so long to finish her off, especially when she was already down. With that in
mind, I lifted my bruised body off the ground and stared ahead of me.
“Well, isn’t that something.” Yes, I was pissed. And
yes, I wanted whoever or whatever attacked me to know it, too. “You must think
yourself really tough because of that surprise attack. But I’ll tell you one
thing, you’re not really original.”
When I received no response, I hurried to add, “Come
out and fight me like a man.” I was unsure of what I was dealing with, but
aware of the fact that somewhere ahead of me there were a pair of eyes on me. I
could feel them practically peeling my skin off. “You want to battle? Then show
yourself and let’s get to it! I’m not afraid of you.”
“Go away, witch!”
He
knows I’m a witch? How? None of my previous charges could
tell and even after I told them who I was and why I was there, they still had a
hard time believing me.
“You waste your time by coming here.” That voice was
as angry as any I’d ever heard.
“I’m not so sure about that.”
“Get the hell out of here,” the voice demanded.
“And if I don’t?”
“Leave! Or I’ll make you leave!”
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