D. L. O'Brien

Charlotte is a shy librarian who moves into a house rumored to be haunted. She then unexpectedly meets the man of her dreams. Stephen is kind, handsome and brilliant. He understands her as no one else ever has. He is devoted to her, and she to him.

The only trouble is, Stephen  is a ghost. And nobody but Charlotte believes that he exists. Ghost of a Chance is a paranormal romance about a love that breaks all the rules. 

"I love you so very much, Charlotte. You kill me and bring me back to life again, all at once. It sounds like Shakespeare, and yet, that is what we have." The gentle touch of his fingertips on my skin sent fire throughout my entire body. I had to have him. I had never felt so alive. It was as if every fiber of my being was aching for him. I loved him, needed him, had to have him. He was my obsession, my addiction.   
"My need for you is a fever," he whispered, "And I pray that I never recover…"

 Ghost of a Chance is created by D.L. O'Brien, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Ghost of a Chance: A Haunting Romance

I was released the next day. I couldn't believe it. Part of me was worried that as I tried to walk out the door it would slam shut and lock once again, trapping me inside. A mistake made, a clerical error, we're so sorry about this. 


But it didn't happen. I was out in the world and my sister picked me up as if I was just coming home from a particularly troublesome vacation-not a stay in the friendly neighborhood psych ward. 


"I'm so proud of you, Charlotte," my sister exclaimed, and enfolded me in a hug before collecting my luggage. Again, just like a vacation. I wondered idly if we were going to pretend that's where I had been all of this time. That would have been fine by me. "I knew you could do it!" 


I didn't, but hey, I was glad for the vote of confidence. I stared up at the asylum walls one last time, and shivered. My time there would most definitely haunt me for years to come, in a way that had nothing to do with spirits. 


Chapter 13: Standard Graveside Stuff