"Here she was, the girl who didn't believe in ghosts, standing in the middle of a set of stone steps waiting at a mirror for a ghost to appear."
Sebastian Ashcombe has been trapped behind the mirrors of Ashcombe Manor almost 150 years. He can view the manor using the mirrors as windows to the solid world but he can’t communicate with anyone and no one can see him.
Until Now.
Mattie Holmes visits Ashcombe Manor in Dunmore England after her mother marries Alex Ashcombe. The last thing she expects is a man in the mirror. Bastian is not a ghost. He didn’t die. He was cursed behind the mirror on his wedding day in 1869. As they start to unravel the mystery they realise they are running out of time. If they don’t break the curse before February 29th Bastian will simply disappear.
Breaking a centuries old curse is hard enough, but Mattie is starting to fall for Bastian. Not only is his very existence in jeopardy but to love a man in the mirror may only lead to a shattered heart.
Until Now.
Mattie Holmes visits Ashcombe Manor in Dunmore England after her mother marries Alex Ashcombe. The last thing she expects is a man in the mirror. Bastian is not a ghost. He didn’t die. He was cursed behind the mirror on his wedding day in 1869. As they start to unravel the mystery they realise they are running out of time. If they don’t break the curse before February 29th Bastian will simply disappear.
Breaking a centuries old curse is hard enough, but Mattie is starting to fall for Bastian. Not only is his very existence in jeopardy but to love a man in the mirror may only lead to a shattered heart.
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Excerpt
Mattie smiled. Bastian made him sound more approachable, less of a mystery and more human. Even if he was dead he could still be human.
Can I ask you a question?
You have just done so.
How did you die?
Suddenly a great clattering came from the hallway. Rising from the dresser she went to investigate.
“Shh. You’ll wake Mattie.” She heard Jonathan whisper.
His door closed with a bang and the hallway was silent once more.
Looking at the mirror again she was disappointed to see that Bastian was gone. With a sigh she picked up the exercise book from the dresser.
As she was about to close it she saw the final words Bastian had written.
I didn’t.
Meet the Author
G’Day, I’m TP Hogan.
I’m an Aussie born and bred and I’ve lived both in the bush and in a Capital City; with a couple of stops along the way. Right now I live on the coast in Far North Queensland, which is an interesting experience; since swimming in surf, battling jellyfish and removing sand from all sorts of places are not favourite pastimes.
Writing on the other hand, is a favourite pastime. I write down the voices in my head & call them Characters. When they interact I call them Stories. Once published I call them Books.
When not writing, I have a full time day job, a full time husband, practice the violin, make jellies & am an occasional Radio DJ.
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