A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery
- Loose Ends - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 1)
- Good Tidings - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 2)
- Never Forgotten - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 3)
- Final Call - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 4)
- Darkness Exposed - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 5)
- Natural Reaction - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 6)
- Secret Hollows - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 7)
- Broken Promises - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 8)
- Twisted Paths - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 9)
- Veiled Passages - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 10)
- Bumpy Roads - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 11)
- Treasured Legacies - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 12)
- Buried Innocence - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 13)
- Stolen Dreams - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 14)
- Haunted Tales - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 15)
- Deadly Circumstances - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 16)
- Frayed Edges - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 17)
- Delayed Departures - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 18)
- Old Acquaintance - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 19)
- Clear Expectations - A Mary O'Reilly Paranormal Mystery (Book 20)
Mary closed her eyes in pleasure as the caffeinated beverage slipped down her throat. She’d been trying to cut back, but today she really felt like she needed one.
“Excuse me, but that stuff will kill you.”
The man’s voice came from right beside her. Mary jumped, looked over to where the voice was coming from, and jumped again. “Oh! My! Goodness! You’re naked,” Mary said, sliding a stool over to get away from the ghost sitting next to her.
The ghost looked casually down at his fleshy and very naked body and nodded, “So it would seem I am,” he said.
Mary reached across the bar, grabbed a folded linen napkin, and slid it towards him.
“Well, at least cover yourself,” she said. “This is a public place.”
“No one has ever noticed me before,” he said. “I’ve sat here at this bar in my altogether for about ten years.”
“Ten years? What happened ten years ago?”
“I was murdered in my hotel room,” he said with a shrug. “Don’t know how they got to me, but it must have been them.”
“Who is them?” Mary asked.
A famous mystery writer drowns in a hotel bathtub… an accident or foul play? His ghost thinks it was murder. His mystery writer colleagues want to help Mary solve the case. Gary Copper is still on the loose and gunning for both Bradley and Mary. And, in between all of the murder and mayhem, Mary and Bradley are trying desperately to finally walk up the aisle. Will they ever become husband and wife?