Paranormal Mysteries

Welcome to Sunday Blog Share. Today we’ll be talking about Ghosties Trouble to The Max. This first book in a series about the Ghosties explores what not only brought Hailey Hatmaker fame but also caused the break up of these paranormal investigators. The Ghosties are in their early teens and fighting ghosts isn’t usually done with the internet, but they’re part of Ghosties International, a group of teen ghost hunters who are led by a mysterious man, Montana Jack.

Paranormal investigators in books are nothing new. There are probably as many books about this profession as there are about other paranormal events. Even teen books about the supernatural abound with mysteries about ghosts, werewolves, and other creatures. It takes a special type of novel to attract attention in this over saturated field.

Hailey, Tink, Annie, Freddie, and Sly use their wits and are famed for their quick disposal of pesky ghosts. They have the respect and acceptance of this duty by the adults in their lives. That is until they run into a problem like they’ve never seen in all their ghost hunting years. Once their problems are identified as the type those in charge of them feel are too much to handle, they have to learn how to be sneaky in order to solve the problem.

Ghosts are popping up all over Landry. The town is being overrun and no one knows why—least of all Hailey Hatmaker and her Ghosties crew. Only none of these ghosts are talking. They’re terrified of something that only Hailey and her team can figure out. Something which could prove disastrous for them all.

It felt so good to discover ghostly action in Landry once again. The Ghosties had just finished a dry spell like no other we had ever seen. We’d just gone through five months with nary a ghost to bother us. No goo oozing out of heating vents, or papers flying out of hands to plaster against the ceiling.

The call this morning had me, the fantastic, fabulous Hailey Hatmaker, gathering my group together lickety-split. We met up on the run, and raced all the way over to Bank of Landry. Once there, we had almost danced with glee at what greeted us. That was an hour ago. This particular ghost was proving far more difficult to exterminate than we had anticipated.

We could have got harsh long ago. I grinned. I sure don’t want this to end any time soon. I’m having fun again.

About the K.C. Sprayberry

Born and raised in Southern California’s Los Angeles basin, K.C. Sprayberry spent years traveling the United States and Europe while in the Air Force before settling in northwest Georgia. A new empty nester with her husband of more than twenty years, she spends her days figuring out new ways to torment her characters and coming up with innovative tales from the South and beyond.

She’s a multi-genre author who comes up with ideas from the strangest sources. Those who know her best will tell you that nothing is safe or sacred when she is observing real life. In fact, she considers any situation she witnesses as fair game when plotting a new story.


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