August 19, 2019 – Jacquie Biggar-USA Today Best-selling author

Just in time for fall and the haunting season, check out James J. Cudney’s upcoming release- Haunted House Ghost! #mystery #reading

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Happy Monday fellow Bookworms! I know many of you are jonesing for Fall, so feast your eyes on this adorable cover for James’ next cozy mystery in his Braxton Campus series!

Haunted House Ghost (Expected Publication Date: October 1st, 2019)

It’s Halloween, and excitement is brewing in Braxton to carve jack-o’-lanterns, go on haunted hayrides, and race through the spooky corn maze at the Fall Festival. Despite a former occupant’s fervent warnings, Kellan renovates and moves into a mysterious old house. When a ruthless ghost promises retribution, our fearless professor turns to the eccentric town historian and an eerie psychic known for her explosive predictions, to communicate with the apparition.

Construction workers discover a fifty-year-old skeleton after breaking ground on the new Memorial Library wing. Could it be Prudence, Judge Hiram Grey’s first wife, who disappeared during a fiery Vietnam War protest that destroyed parts of the campus? While Kellan…

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