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    Death's Dance: Deathly Encounters, #1
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    Death's Dance: Deathly Encounters, #1

    By Crymsyn Hart

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    Being a psychic, you would think talking to the dead was a walk in the park. However, it's not always that simple.  The hooded specter haunting me is one I've been dreaming about since I was a kid. One day, he appeared in my bedroom mirror. Good. Evil. I don't know what his true intentions are.

    Enter Jackson, ghost hunting show host extraordinaire, and my ex, to save me from the big bad ghost.

    From there…well…it's been a world wind of complications. My house burnt down. I'm being stalked by an ancient evil and gotten myself back into the world of being a ghost hunting psychic. Jackson dragged me, along with a few other psychics, to a ghost town wiped off the map called Death's Dance.

    From there things went from bad to worse.

    Death's Dance is Book One of the Deathly Encounters series.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSeventh Star Press
    Release dateJun 24, 2014
    ISBN9781941706145
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