"Surprising" - GHOSTLY INTERFERANCE by Jan Sikes - Excerpt
"If you want a story that will keep you riveted to the page, you should give this a try. I'm excited to see what's next for Sikes." —Linda Broday, NYT Bestselling Author
Jag Peters has one goal in his quiet comfortable life—to keep his karma slate wiped clean. A near-miss crash with a candy apple red Harley threatens to upend his safe world. He tracks down the rider to apologize properly. Slipping into a seedy biker bar, he discovers the rider isn't a "he", it's a "she", a dark-haired beauty.
Rena Jett is a troubled soul, who lives in a rough world. She wants no part of Jag's apology, but even while she pushes him away, she is attracted to him. When he claims to see a ghost—her brother—can she trust him? And could her brother's final gift, a magical rune stone with the symbol for "happily ever after" have the power to heal her wounds and allow opposites to find common ground—perhaps even love?
In the author's words . . .
The main characters in this book could not be more opposite. Jag Peters has his life laid out neatly in front of him with a solid safe career, friends and comfortable home. Rena Jett, on the other hand has had to struggle her entire life, having been raised in foster care and suffered numerous hardships. It was a challenge to find a common ground for these two.
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Karma is a word meaning the result of a person's actions as well as the actions themselves. It is a term about the cycle of cause and effect. According to the theory of Karma, what happens to a person, happens because they caused it with their actions.
In my book, Ghostly Interference, Jag Peter’s main goal in life is to keep his Karma slate clean.
So when he almost collides with a motorcycle at an intersection, he is compelled to go find the rider and apologize.
Was he in for a surprise!
His heart in his throat, he circled twice before finding the courage to take a parking space. Long seconds passed before he managed to pry his hands from the steering wheel and open the car door. He took one more deep breath, swallowed hard, and headed toward the entrance of O’Malley’s Irish Pub.
He hated confrontation almost more than he hated the taste of whiskey.
Inside, he slid onto a bar stool and surveyed the room. Leather clad bikers yelled to be heard over ZZ Top blasting from the jukebox. Bottles clinked as the bartender chunked them into an empty bin at the end of the bar. The air thick with cigarette smoke, Jag blinked to keep his eyes from watering. Two burly men at a pool table, slammed the balls with a resounding clap.
“What’ll it be, mister?” the bartender raised his voice to be heard over the noise.
“I’ll have a mineral water, please,” Jag yelled.
“This ain’t no damn country club, kid. Ain’t you a little out of your white-collar territory?”
“Sorry. Give me a draft beer.” Dammit! What had he been thinking to come in here?
“Humph”, the bartender pulled a heavy mug off the shelf and filled it.
Jag continued to look around, wondering which of the leather-clad group was the one he’d almost hit.
After a sip of the bitter ale, he stood and walked toward the faded restroom sign, hoping no one paid him any attention. He had to finish what he came here for and get the hell out!
Just as he turned the corner toward the door, he collided with a stunning dark-haired woman who wore a scowl to match her hair color.
“Excuse you.” Sarcasm dripped from her tongue.
“Oh sorry,” Jag muttered. “I wasn’t looking.”
“Yeah, well that makes twice today I’ve nearly been run over by some bastard that wasn’t looking.” She stomped toward the bar, her black motorcycle
boots thudding on the wood floor while the jukebox lapsed into a short-lived silence.
Stunned, Jag turned slowly back to the restroom. It was a girl. He’d almost run over a girl.
Inside, he splashed cold water on his face and stared into the dirty cracked mirror. This business of keeping his karma straight turned out to be a lot of work. If he lived through the next thirty minutes, he’d be lucky.
I’m curious. What is your belief about Karma and how far are you willing to go to keep it clean?
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Excerpt Copyright © Jan Sikes
Meet the Author
Jan Sikes is an award-winning Texas author who has been called a wordsmith by her peers. She openly admits that she never set out in life to be an author. But she had a story to tell. Not just any story, but a true story that rivals any fiction creation. You simply can’t make this stuff up. It all happened. She chose to create fictitious characters to tell the story through, and they bring the intricately woven tale to life in an entertaining way. She released a series of music CDs to accompany the four biographical fiction books and then published a book of poetry and art to complete the story circle.
And now that the story is told, this author can’t find a way to put down the pen. She continues to write fiction and has published many short stories with a series of novels waiting in the wings. She is a member of the Authors Marketing Guild, The Writer’s League of Texas, Romance Writers of America, and the Paranormal Romance Guild.
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Publisher: Wild Rose Press
Publication Date: December 14, 2020
Content Rating: 5 Hearts
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