Spiritlovers Stories

Evelyn Hart loses her corporate job overnight when her company is acquired-and her department erased like it never existed. With rent due, savings shrinking, and LA swallowing her whole, she applies to a too-perfect listing in the middle of the night: Estate Caretaker - live-in. Discretion required. Excellent compensation. She gets the contract in thirty seconds. No interview. No company name. She signs anyway. A plane ticket arrives minutes later. Eldermoor House waits for her outside Edinburgh-an ancient mansion with modern amenities, a forest that refuses to stay silent, and a black lake called Loch Glass that reflects things that shouldn't be there. Evie tells herself she doesn't believe in ghosts. She's just a modern witch-salt, wards, herbs, rituals. Nothing supernatural. But Eldermoor isn't interested in what she believes. The house has men in it. Three of them. All dead. And all of them want her.

There once was a land ruled by horses. A land were horses still ran the meadows free. Free. This land was guarded by horses. As long as they guarded it. Mistria would be safe. Then the CowMen came. They took every one of them to their rodeo grounds, and Mistria was doomed. Life faded. The birds stopped singing and wildlife left. Plants stopped growing and rain became scarce. Soon, the heir of the guardian of Mistria, will take the dangerous journey to restore peace in Mistria.