Title: Howl of Hereafter
Author: L. M. Quirke
Genre: Paranormal Romance
WHEN DEATH IS FREE, PEACE WILL COST MORE THAN YOUR LIFE. Joseph grew up surviving the only way he knew how. Life gave him nothing and a cycle of crime meant he took what he needed. The day that life is snatched from him with a burst of fate, his soul that was bound for the depths of Hell ascends into Heaven. But Heaven comes with its own trials. His refusal to bend to Heaven’s order and the so-called freedom of Bliss leaves him discarded back on earth. Left to walk the streets he grew up in as a ghost, Joseph seizes a glimmer of hope when Sylvia crosses his path. Sylvia sees life for the twisted charade that it is. She’s straddled life and death for so long, she’s forgotten what it’s like to truly been seen and heard. Joseph sees behind the mask that has hidden her, but there is a limit to what Sylvia will reveal. Her painful truth remains guarded. As their worlds become entangled, they find a semblance of peace within one another. Sylvia must choose between burying her dark secrets or claiming Joseph for eternity. When death is not a sanctuary but a curse, Sylvia will not let the promise of a life she can call her own slip through her fingers.
‘OK, I’m not waiting any longer.’
Before I could register what was happening, she grabbed the knife from my hand and slashed it across my wrist. I stared in amazement as the blade slid through the pale skin. With the amount of force she’d used she should have severed an artery, so I waited with bated breath as she removed the knife, anticipating the impending blood flow. But there was nothing.
I glanced up at her and saw her staring down at my wrist, eyes wild with fascination, and I too looked down at my wrist once more. There was no sign that a blade had slid threw it a mere moment ago – only the smooth skin on my wrist stared back at me. I let out the halting breath I hadn’t realised I’d been holding, my body relaxing with the release of air. ‘So, now will you tell me your name?’
L. M. Quirke is a quiet observer with an overactive imagination that’s grown with her from a young age. She began her journey as a writer in her early teens, filling stacks of notebooks with scrawly handwritten stories. Nowadays if she’s not writing her head is stuck between the pages of a good book or tackling a new recipe in the kitchen whilst she dances to her eclectic playlist.
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