Hoarfrost to Roses
Her parents are murderers, sentenced to hang. She must live on the charity of a wealthy aunt and uncle she barely knows. Her only hope is to marry but how can she when she has been forced into a society where she doesn't belong?
Grai Madison is on the brink of inheriting a fortune until fate steps in... Just before Grai can take command of his grandfather's estate, he is brutally stabbed and robbed. Left for dead, he is saved by his spirit.
When Adele stumbles into his hiding place, will they be able to unravel the mystery of their misfortunes before Grai's would-be murderers return?
Or will their heartstrings unravel instead?
Release date: February 14, 2021
Publisher: D.L. Gardner
Print pages: 198
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Behind the book
I must admit, my newest book Hoarfrost to Roses was incredibly enjoyable to write! After penning The Far Side of Heaven, I discovered how much I love a love story. Granted almost all my novels have a romance of some sort in them, but the novella and now Hoarfrost are true genre-valid romances.
Paranormal? How so?
It’s not that there are shape shifters or evil spirits in Hoarfrost. The whole intent, actually is to show the spirit world as a much more loving world than humanity. When our male protagonist Grai Madison is assaulted and nearly slain by a couple of thugs, he’s separated from his spirit in a near death experience. His spirit, however, nurses him back to life and helps him find shelter in what is now the remnants of his grandfather’s estate.
He may be a ghost, but he’s not evil. In fact, Grai’s spirit provides comic relief throughout the story and I truly did enjoy imagining what it might be like to speak to my “better half” when I’m depressed.
Grai is hiding out, afraid he may be assaulted again, day by day mistrusting the world. His spirit…not so much. In fact, it’s his spirit that woos Adele before Grai even sees her.
His spirit trailed him through the tunnel like a badgering old woman. Grai resented being told what he thought, what he felt, or what he should do. The spirit had no mind, no common sense, but prodded him with emotions he didn’t care to have—that he’d be better off not having.
“What are you going to do, Grai?” his spirit asked.
“I’m going to think. I’m going to make a decision and try to keep your opinion out of it.”
“A decision on what?”
“On whether I should drown you in the fountain.”
“You can’t do that.”
“I can,” Grai argued.
“You’ll die. I’ll live. It will give you no satisfaction.”
“I’ll take my chances.”