Hey! I am Rhys Ford… speaking to you in my own… okay that doesn’t work. Does anyone else remember Don Carnage!? He’s speaking at you in his own voice! Ah, the esoteric memories. You’ll probably want to skip this part during the next few…*coffs*…okay, over a dozen blogs as I parcel out a short tale featuring Wolf and Tristan!
Welcome to a Hellsinger Investigation!
There will be prizes and giveaways. Be sure to hit up each blog for an update on the investigation. I have brought in for this tale of ghosts and shenanigans two special prizes (well many of them…but two!). You might have seen them already; a pair of cuddly alpaca and a braided leather Wolf sigil bracelet. You’ll be able to win one or both at each stop with a Grand Prize to be given away at the end of the tour.
The giveaway for this spot is: Alpaca, bracelet AND a $50 gift certificate to the etailer of your choice AND become a minor character in Rhys’ novella pairing with JP Barnaby.
THIS CONTEST IS CLOSED
Hellsinger Investigations
File #241
Residence: Hazel Maplethorn-Bocker
Paranormal Activity: Objects Relocating
Location: Eureka, CA
The residence is occupied by Ms. M-B and ten cats. Client is retired school-teacher and has no history of psychic or paranormal activity either personal or in residence. Residence is 1940s bungalow with no recorded deaths. Land cleared of any prior paranormal activity; formerly undeveloped acreage. No structures or causalities reported at location. Cannot discount native population or transitory inhabitants prior to establishment of city boundaries.
Team: Gidget and Matt
Consultant: Tristan Pryce
EPILOGUE: “God, I’m glad to be home.” Wolf flopped onto an antique velvet loveseat set near the Grange’s reception desk. Boris looked up from his sprawl on the floor and contemplated the man sitting nearby. Schlepping himself across the floor in a lazy flop of fur, claws and tail, the wolfhound flopped into a heap at Wolf’s feet, resting his head on Wolf’s shin with a contented grumble. “The dog’s glad I’m home too.”
“You don’t live here,” Tristan reminded him as he went through the journal Ophelia Sunday left for him, documenting her impressions of the spectral guests the Gilded Age mansion had while he was gone.
“We could change that.” Wolf laughed at Tristan’s skeptical glance. “Okay, yeah maybe we shouldn’t be underfoot all the time yet.”
“Yeah, probably a good idea. Let’s wait until I don’t want to stuff you in a teapot every other hour.” The journal was fascinating. Wolf’s sister left him pencil sketches of faces and clothing where she could. One man in particular had come in missing his nose and he’d wondered for a moment if she just couldn’t see it before he read the annotation that it’d been bitten off by an enraged donkey.
“Got a call from Andrea. Hazel’s doing well.” Stretching out, Wolf scratched at Boris’ ear. “She’s home…and other than the unfortunate death of her rose bush, everything’s back to normal. Like…normal normal.”
“And that asshole ex-student of hers?” Tristan frowned, despite reading about the young Victorian girl who’d spent her three days joyfully cooking puddings and treats with Cook in the kitchen. “If he’s what Hazel ran up against, I don’t blame her for retiring. A C on a five-year old report card isn’t the reason you can’t get a job. Maybe because you’re an asshole.”
“Full agreement about the asshole,” Wolf grunted, pushing Boris back as the wolfhound dug his massive head into Wolf’s stomach. “Andrea said the noises and other shit have stopped.”
Tristan turned a page and wondered why Ophelia Sunday jotted down a number for a yogurt place beneath a note to milk the cow. “Did you tell her about Deirdre?”
“Babe… Deirdre was weird enough for me. I’m not going to bring up Hazel’s dead lover who had a fatal aneurysm in the house she and Hazel live in now.” He snorted when Tristan opened his mouth to object. “Sometimes, it’s better to leave things alone.”
“So long as Hazel’s okay,” he replied softly. “Still, jail’s too good for that asshat. He needs to…shit, I can’t even think of anything off the top of my head. Maybe wading for valuables in the sewer system. Think they’ve got a gator like that place in Florida.”
They both fell silent and the hall was quiet with the exception of Boris’ contented grunting and moaning as Wolf scritched the dog’s nape and back. A few minutes later, Wolf cleared his throat, interrupting Tristan’s reading once again.
“It wasn’t so bad, was it?” His lover’s voice turned, threading a darker, somber tone into Wolf’s rolling baritone. “You and I—out there. It was…pretty damned good. We were pretty damned good together.”
Tristan stopped reading and gave Wolf his full attention, leaning on the well-used reception bank his uncle bought from an old hotel. Shadows played with Wolf’s face, teasing down the length of his nose and curving down over his firm jaw, leaving his mouth untouched for the afternoon sun to play with. The Grange’s front expanse of windows stretched up nearly two stories, flooding the grand hall with light gloom hanging over Muir Woods.
There was a hint of something…wild in Wolf’s eyes. Knowing what he did of Wolf’s family, Tristan realized he was the one with a home, with a place he’d grown up and been loved—fully without any reservation or expectation other than to be who he was.
Of the two of them, Tristan had anchors—even if some of them were ghosts—his life was grounded and normal as far as he could ever be normal.
Wolf had none of that.
And the hesitant, defensive feral gleam in Wolf’s eye hid his deep-seated longing to belong somewhere…to someone.
“Yeah, babe,” Tristan murmured, rounding the reception desk. “We are really damned good together. I can’t imagine it being…”
The Grange’s front doors flew open, banging wildly against the plastered walls. A torrent of wind blew through the great hall, swirls of leaves and moss curling up into the air and skittering over the parquet floor. Outside, the clouds deepened to a dark grey and a heavy rumbling cracking overhead, shaking the window panes in their frames.
Caught in the gust of wind, Tristan threw up his hand to protect his eyes from the debris when the doors suddenly slammed shut again, leaving only echoes behind.
And a very familiar, lantern-jawed woman dressed in sensible flats, capris and a buttoned-up shirt.
“Well… guess it’s time for me to go,” Deidre said wistfully, approaching the men at the end of the hall with long, steady strides. “Said goodbye to Hazel. Don’t know if she heard me but… I think she’s happy. She feels happy. And that’s a damned good thing—even if I’m not the one making her happy anymore.”
“You’ll always make her happy,” Tristan murmured, crossing over to greet his new guest. “She loves you. Every time she thinks of you, you’ll bring her happiness.”
“Good.” Deidre nodded curtly.
She opened her mouth but an intense screaming howl ate up the relative quiet then a blur of white and brown flashed between Tristan and Wolf as a ghostly terrier leaped over Boris and disappeared into the depths of the Grange. A heartbeat later, a smoky mass of claws and glowing eyes erupted out of the closed front door, feline ears flattened back on their triangular heads as they pursued their quarry. The cats disappeared as quickly as they arrived, splashing into a far wall and leaving only a faint coating of pearly black dust on the paint.
“Oh and um, yeah.” Deirdre looked sheepish, an odd expression on her handsome, strong face. “Looks like the cats came with me.”
Paranormal investigator Wolf Kincaid knows what his foot tastes like.
Mostly because he stuck it firmly in his mouth when his lover, Tristan Pryce, accidentally drugged him with a batch of psychotropic baklava. Needing to patch things up between them, Wolf drags Tristan to San Luis Obispo, hoping Tristan’s medium ability can help evict a troublesome spirit haunting an old farmhouse.
With Wolf’s sister handling Hoxne Grange’s spectral visitors, Tristan finds himself in the unique position of being able to leave home for the first time in forever, but Wolf’s roughshod treatment is the least of his worries. Tristan’s ad-hoc portal for passing spirits seems to be getting fewer and fewer guests, and despite his concern he’s broken his home, Tristan agrees to help Wolf’s cousin, Sey, kick her poltergeist to the proverbial curb.
San Luis Obispo brings its own bushel of troubles. Tristan’s ghost whispering skill is challenged not only by a terrorizing haunting but also by Wolf’s skeptical older cousin, Cin. Bookended by a pair of aggressive Kincaids, Tristan soon finds himself in a spectral battle that threatens not only his sanity but also his relationship with Wolf, the first man he’s ever loved.
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About Rhys Ford: Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.
And at the Starbucks down the street. No really, they’re 24/7. And a drive-thru. It’s like heaven.
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love it and Duck Duck Ghost, these two are quickly becoming one of my favorite couples. Please count me in. Thanks
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So very awesome!!!! WOW count me in too
Loved the epilogue. Thanks for the great giveaway!
Please count me in. Can’t wait to read Duck Duck Ghost. <3 Rhys.
Loved Duck Duck Ghost and can’t wait for the next one, there will be a next one, right? This mini story was an awesome bonus. Please count me in for the giveaway. Thank you!
Loved it! Thanks for the wonderful giveaway too. :)
I am looking forward to reading this next installment of the story. This author is one of my favorites and thanks for the giveaway. The bracelet especially is beautiful.
Loved this story, and Duck Duck Ghost too! Thanks for sharing this story with us and for the giveaway!
I enjoyed the epilogue can’t wait to the read the book.
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Perfect ending. Thanks for taking the time to do this for us. :-)
I have just one word..PERFECTION. Finally a book about ghosts!! Thank you so much for this amazing giveaway. Count me in, please.
I really enjoyed the story and very nice resolution. Thanks for the contest.
What can I say? Rhys’ work is amazing and I adore her!!! I have almost every book of hers and **kneels at Rhys’ feet** thank you for the Hellsinger series, too. Amazing giveaway! Please count me in.
The epilogue was just perfect, thanks!
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Thank you for the wonderful story! It was so much fun to read each installment. And thanks, also, for this amazing contest. I am excited to hear Rhys and JP Barnaby are teaming up to write something.
Thank you for your story, please add me too!!!
Great Epilogue. Thanks for all of your stories. Rhys Ford = Amazing!
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Well, fuck a duck. Looks like I have two new books I need to add to the buy list. Loved the excerpt. Thanks for the chance to win. I have loved Rhys Ford other 2 series I have read looks like i have been missing out with this one. Thanks again for the chance to win and for letting me see what I’m missing
LOL! Love this :) Good luck to Tris and Wolf with those cats ;)
This has been a fun blog tour! NOW I can start reading Duck Duck Ghost. :-)
So nice!
Priceless ending! Nine cats vs. Jack. Thanks for the blog tour I really enjoyed it.
Someone talked to me about Rhys’ books and after reading this post I know that I need to read her books!! Thank you for this amazing giveaway..count me in!!
Loved Fish and Ghosts and Duck Duck Ghost is waiting for me on my kindle. Thanks for the giveaway
Hehe, poor terrier. I wonder if the cats will stay, lol.
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That made for some great reading. I do so love Wolf and Tristan. And those Alpaca’s are cute!
loved the ending :) even if wolf & tristan’s sweet moment was interrupted so wildly (& funny) a manner by deirdre and the cats :)
Yes we do read the blog hops. This one is great
I love every Rhys Ford book I have read.
Great ending. Will jack get to keep a cat to play with in the future? Thanks for the great Hellsinger interlude and I cannot wait to add it to my library. Also, love the contest, thanks for having the giveaway.
Count me in for the giveaway.
Back at the Grange and back to “normal!” Thanks for the extra Tristan & Wolf time! Now it’s back to looking at all your pretty naked boys until the next book comes out. ::sigh:: ;D
Where do you people find all the time to read?? I need a clone or two. I enjoyed the first and know this one will be just as good.
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Loved Duck Duck Ghost and the blog tour, can’t wait for the next book. Thanks Rhys! :-)
Great Post! Love your writing!
I loved Duck Duck Ghost! I can not wait for the next one! Please count me in on the drawing too! 💙
That was great. Thank you Rhys. I really love reading about Tristan and Wolf.
Not sure if I am interesting enough to be a character but would love the chance! Count me in please.
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Thank you for the great story. I really enjoyed it.
As difficult as it was I waited this time so I could read this all at once. I’m so excited I can read it all now!
Love this short series. Duck, Duck, Ghost just came in the mail today!!!
Loved the epilogue! Thanks for chance at the great giveaway!
This sounds intriguing. Please count me in and Thanks for the giveaway.
Nice epilogue
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This was a great book and the ending omg can’t wait for the next one. What a great giveaway!
Wow, I cannot wait to read this and you have so many people following this tour awesome! Thank you for a fun blog tour and for all the wonderful giveaways :)
Jus LOVE that not only can we read your awesome work, but we can win awesome prizes too!! You are the just the ultimate bomb diggity wahine!! :D
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Cant get enough of these two! Thanks! Count me in.
This was awesome, kid was a jerk. Though I felt bad for Deidre and a bit bad for Jack but I bet he’ll get lots of excercise with the cats around!
I just recently heard about this book and drooled. I really want to read this. Of course, prizes are always great, too.
Really enjoyed the blog hop. Such a great story. What a fun way to peek again into the cool worlds of Tristan and Wolf. And may I add, pick me, pretty please?
Lmao…the cats came too?! That poor ghosty dog! *shakes head* thank you Rhys, for the story & the chance for us all to win goodies ;)
Great ending! Thanks so much for the giveaway.
Thank you for all the extra work you do for your blog tours!
thank you for this amazing giveaway!
Just finished duck duck ghost and loved it, count me in x
The cats made the ending LOL great. Thanks for the tour Fun morning reads with breakfast.
I loved this story!
Very fun saga, and what a generous prize!
Love the ending…hehehehe…the kitties came along too. :)
Wonderful! Please count me in xx
“Looks like the cats came with me.” Oh gosh… Wonderful story! Now I need to read Duck, Duck, Ghost. :D
Hi, everyone, I kind of feel like I should be doing a drumroll or something to announce Rhys Ford’s Grand Prize Giveaway winner. But, instead I’ll get right to the business of announcing who’s not only won the llamas and the wolf bracelet but the $50 e-tailer gift card and the cameo appearance in Rhys’ next book.
Shirley Ann Speakman, that lucky reader is you!
Congratulations to you. I’ve just emailed Rhys with your contact information, so expect to hear from her soon.
please count me in looks as good as the first 1