The memory of this party could haunt him forever ... Dragged along to a haunted house by his mates, Sam’s at the Halloween party from hell -- the guy he fancied has turned out to be a bigot, and Sam has just outed himself to his whole football team. Escaping to the garden, he meets James, an enigmatic stranger with a mischievous smile, and the evening soon takes a turn for the better. The night may be chilly but the heat between Sam and James is hotter than Hades. But James has a role to play in the evening’s ghostly entertainment, and it’s a story with a deadly ending. Unless Sam can change the script and stop history repeating itself, “till death do us part” will come sooner than he thinks.

Trick or Treat

With a gasp, Sam started forward, then caught himself, feeling like an idiot. James was just an actor, playing out the ghost story. Kev must have paid him.


Was that why he’d run off? Because it was time for his cue, and he shouldn’t have let himself get seen before the show? Hope surged. Maybe Sam could see him again after all, when all the play-acting was over.


“What?” Mike asked, sounding annoyed.


“Shut. Up!” Kev snarled. “Can’t you see it? Like a fog, up there on the landing.”


A fog? What the hell was Kev playing at? Surely they couldn’t all be seeing something different? That was James up there, large as life, not some weird special effect.


Chapter 6