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Review by: penderm on Aug. 26, 2018 : Couldn't put it down!
If you liked the hit television show, 'Ghost Whispers' then you're going to love, 'Connects', it's a page turner. 'Connects' is a labor of love to the spirits who needed Abigail Morrison's help. The dirty little secret had been buried for sixteen years by most of the town folk in the sleepy town of Gardner. That is, until Abigail purchased her dream house in the country,a little slice of heaven, and hell. The house was haunted with spirits who died on the land. Spirits who wanted help and some who wanted revenge. Based on a true haunting and the murder mystery of Gardner, 'Connects' is written as fiction to protect the Innocent and even the Guilty. That's because sometimes the truth is stranger than fiction and this time the drug dealer's wife found dead on the railroad tracks and the secrets that he tried to keep, wouldn't keep any longer once Abigail Morrison began to dream of the past.
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Snippet from Connects-Ghost Story
Up until this spring, I have never flown back through time and space in some sort of dream machine to catch a glimpse of this woman. I am convinced that I did not know her in her lifetime, and our paths have never crossed. You see I am fairly certain this woman is dead, and I have been transported to the year 1983. My name is Abigail Morrison, when I tell my story to others many times their first reaction is to gasp, but mostly they want to know how I survived. My house was beginning to scare the hell out of me from all of the spirit activity, yet I cannot leave when I'm convinced my house won't let me. The words the stranger in the library blurted out to me were true, "Someone is trying to get your attention." She knowing something about my house is creepier than the spirit trying to attack me, and I wonder if the word is out in town that I'm onto something? The thought of my house having up to ten spirits caught me utterly off guard. Having the wind knocked out of me last night also caught me by complete surprise. I felt it enter, but I didn't feel it leave. I can't get the gun out of my head, or maybe I should say the lack of gun. The digital clock above the bar read 7:00 p.m. I knew it was time for me, and the spirit posing to be me to leave the smoke filled tavern. It's hard to say how I feel about everything, my ribs ache and I find myself looking for an attorney. Never in a million years did I think this would happen to me. It was 2002 when I began to dream of the drug dealer's wife found dead on the railroad tracks, except her dream told me something else. Although, Connects is fiction it is based on true events and how I interpreted my dreams, premonitions, the paper trail, and the chatter from the town folk on what could have happened Memorial Weekend in 1983.