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My name is Jessica O'Halloran and I'm a vampire.
When my husband Patrick suggested a weekend getaway to a paranormal bed-and-breakfast situated on little island off the coast of Maine, I was all in. Even though it ended up being completely spooky.
And during a vicious storm.
With a killer.
Now I gotta figure out who’s offing the guests because if I don’t—
Patrick and I might just lose our heads.
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Hi, I'm Michele Bardsley!
I'm a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of paranormal fiction. Obsessed with dark chocolate, "Supernatural," and all things yarn, I create fictional worlds because, hey, it's a lot more fun than housework. I live happily-ever-after in Texas with my husband and our fur babies.
I've been writing for more than thirty years. I received my first publishing contract in 1998 from pioneer digital publisher Hard Shell Word Factory for my romantic comedy, Daddy in Training. I've had numerous short stories, novellas, and novels published by independent and traditional publishers, including New American Library and Harlequin TEEN.
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