The
Ghost in the Mirror
(Samuel Dexter #1)
By Faith Gibson
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: September 29, 2016
Photographer: Randy Rls Sewell
Model: Daniel Hosse Fitness Model
Cover Art: Jay Aheer of Simply Defined Art
What do you do
when you have no memories of your life except the one moment that took
everything away?
My name is Dex
and I'm a Marine. Somewhere in the horrors of the sand overseas, an explosion
took out not only most of my unit but also my memories of everything that
happened before that day. When my memories don’t return, the explosion also
ends my career in the military. That one moment costs me everything.
Starting from
scratch sucks. I don’t even know what foods I like or what types of music I listen
to. Am I a boxer or briefs man? Do I like women or men? I also have to figure
out what I’m going to do with my life from this point on.
While adjusting
to my new life, I start seeing things -- things that no one else can see. I
think that maybe my head injury caused more than amnesia. When one of my
"visions" won't leave me alone, I have no choice but to believe in
ghosts.
Along with the
ghosts during the day, at night I dream vividly of two men. But are these two
men merely dreams, or are they memories? When one man steps through the door of
my hospital room, I have the answer. This man literally tries to lead me down
memory lane, culminating in a searing kiss. Too bad my brain isn't cooperating,
because this man is breathtaking.
With the help of
my sassy grandmother, I begin to rebuild my life.
I am Samuel
Dexter, and these are my stories.
WARNING: This
book contains scenes that might be considered triggers for some. Sam is a
Marine involved in an explosion. This book also (mildly) describes children
being kidnapped in the past and their remains found later.
“Let me say I
love the characters in this book!” - Tasty Wordgasms
“It draws you in
and you have to keep reading.” - Alpha Book Club
“Love, love
Faith!!!! I highly recommend this book. Another smashing success by a very
talented author.” - Reader Review
I sat down on
the stump and allowed the sound of the water to soothe my soul. When I had
complained about karma coming after me for some wrong I’d done, Grams chewed my
ass out and said I was being kept alive for something I had yet to do. Fate had
tried to kill me twice, and I had survived both times, so I obviously had a
purpose for still being here. That purpose manifested itself in front of me. I
was so used to Cindy being around me now that I had stopped being surprised
when she showed up. She climbed down the bank and stood in the water.
“Can you feel
that? Can you feel the water rushing over your feet?”
She shook her
head no. The little girl bent down and tried to run her hand through the
rolling water, but nothing happened. It was in that moment that I vowed to stop
being a whiny bitch. This little girl had lost her life, most assuredly in a
horrific way, and I was complaining because I was alive. She floated back onto
the bank and walked toward me. Cindy climbed up on my lap and leaned her head
against my good shoulder. I would have given anything to feel her hair tickling
my neck. This precious child needed comfort, and I couldn’t give it to her.
“I’m sorry I got
hurt, but I promise I’ll start searching for clues again real soon. I have to
go to see Dr. Carr tomorrow, so I’ll stop by the old fairground then.” Her
essence combined with mine briefly, letting me know she was okay with what I
had said. It was the strangest feeling, having another entity flow through you.
She leaned back and mouthed something. Of course I couldn’t hear her and
reminded her of it. She jumped down from my lap and mimed singing into a
microphone. “You want me to sing?” Cindy nodded so hard, her hair bounced up
and down. “Okay, kid. It’s your ears.”
I’d been in a
pensive mood ever since Orlando’s visit at the hospital, so I decided to sing
something upbeat. I started belting out Jason Mraz’s “I’m Yours”, and my little
ghost started dancing. She grabbed the sash of her dress, holding on to both
dirty ends as she twirled around, making her blue dress float around her. For
the first time since she appeared to me, Cindy smiled, and I laughed. I was so
caught up in the connection between the two of us that I didn’t hear the
footsteps behind me. When a voice joined mine, blending in perfect harmony, I
froze and Cindy disappeared.
I wanted to stop
singing so badly, but I wanted to continue hearing his beautiful voice worse. I
closed my eyes and sang, because if I looked up at Orlando, I’d have probably
done something really unmanly. Like cried. And begged. And begged while I was
crying. I’m not sure what I’d have begged him for, but it seemed the right
thing to do. After the song was over, only then did I open my eyes. “We always
did sound good together,” he whispered.
“I wish I could
remember that.” I spoke honestly, keeping my eyes to the spot where Cindy had
been. “I want so badly to remember it all, and I bet you’d probably like to
forget.”
“Honestly? Yes.
Most days I would like to forget I ever met you. Then there are the good days I
cling to what we had and hope it wasn’t my only shot at ever finding love. But
if it was, then at least I knew a love like no other.”
Orlando’s words
killed me. Stabbed me in the heart, twisted, and pulled the organ out of my
chest, tossing it to the ground where it landed with a flat thud at my feet.
Then I remembered that he had a wife and child. If what he just said was true,
he didn’t love his wife. God, how screwed up was that?
“Before we get
to the reason I’m here, would you mind telling me who you were singing and
laughing with when I walked up?”
Well, fuck.
Faith Gibson is
a multi-genre author who lives outside Nashville, Tennessee with the love of
her life, and her four-legged best friends. She strongly believes that love is
love, and there's not enough love in the world.
She began
writing in high school and over the years, penned many stories and poems. When
her dreams continued to get crazier than the one before, she decided to keep a
dream journal. Many of these night-time escapades have led to a line, a
chapter, and even a complete story. You won't find her books in only one genre,
but they will all have one thing in common: a happy ending.
When asked what
her purpose in life is, she will say to entertain the masses. Even if it's one
person at a time. When Faith isn't hard at work on her next story, she can be
found playing trivia while enjoying craft beer, reading, or riding her Harley.
Faith is the
author of The Stone Society, a paranormal, post-apocalyptic shapeshifters
series; The Music Within, a MM romance series; and The Samuel Dexter books,
stories about a retired Marine ghost hunter who has lost all his memories from
before the accident that took him out of commission.
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