Cameron has built a good life for himself despite his rough start. He can’t trust enough for romance, but he’s okay with that. He’s got good money coming in as a graphic designer and just inherited a duplex in Plymouth from his estranged grandfather, so he doesn’t have to worry about keeping a roof over his head. He likes his tenants, he has friends, and he’s content with that.<br><br>When two guys claiming to be paranormal investigators show up on his doorstep tell him the tenants contacted them about “phenomena” in the house, he knows they’re con men right away. For one thing, they claim he was the tenant. He sends them packing. It doesn’t matter that one of the con artists is the hottest guy Cameron has seen in years -- if anything, that just makes Cameron more suspicious.<br><br>Then things go wrong in the house, things he can’t shrug off or ignore. The past Cameron has worked so hard to leave behind is coming for him, and it’s angry.

Rites of Spring

“What did you expect, Cameron?” Cameron knew that voice. He’d last heard it coming through a tinny-sounding pay phone, screaming about how he wouldn’t get to keep the house he’d just inherited. He froze, gripping the poker in his hand. “He might not be human, but he’s a handsome, strong, powerful man. You’re just a dirty, tapped-out little battery. Of course he’s got nothing but contempt for you.”


Cameron closed his eyes. He could feel his heartbeat through his whole body as his instincts tried to take over. He had to choose between flight or fighting. The ghost—Catherine—had trapped him in the attic, so flight wasn’t an option. Then again, fighting back against Catherine hadn’t ever gotten him anywhere either.


Chapter 42