Spirit Mountain: A Novel
J.K. Drew
Language: English
Pages: 101
ISBN: B01B6KY9H2
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
When city girl Beth Abbott moves to a remote town to live with her aunt, uncle and cousin, her life takes an unexpected turn into a mystery. A stranger in a backward town, Beth discovers shocking secrets about the place she now calls home—and about the paranormal legends of Spirit Mountain.
Intrigued by the local history, Beth investigates what lies beyond the town of Castleborough on the treacherous snow-capped mountain—a place that will only reveal its secrets if she is brave enough to conquer her deepest fears... When Beth sets out to discover the truth, danger threatens not only her own existence, but the entire town’s.
If Beth exposes the truth, Castleborough will never be the same. And neither will she. But will she survive this adventure of a lifetime?
evening. I spent the afternoon touring Castleborough with Logan, glad that the sun peeked through the dark clouds, even though the weather remained freezing. Since I’d arrived in this small town weeks ago, I hadn’t taken much time to actually explore other parts of it. I’d mostly spent my time between a house I didn’t enjoy staying in and a school I merely tolerated. So, I was grateful for today and for Logan’s company. He took me to Town Hall to see their history room. While there, we searched
sleeper. We can search for whatever you want to search for, but when we’re done and we find nothing, we need to lay out our clues and do what we must to stop Simon or Ty or whatever has been cursing this town. Okay?” I nodded into his chest. I couldn’t help but wonder why I felt his grandmother was hiding something. What could she possibly know that she wasn’t telling us and why couldn’t Logan see the same thing I saw? With one deep breath, I sucked in the cold air and wrapped my arms around
Spirit Mountain. Ty moved back. “Rain? We’ve never had rain on Spirit Mountain.” I ran toward Logan to make sure he was okay. Holding his head in my lap, I stroked his forehead. Anger seethed from Simon as he shifted his gaze to his mother. Edith stepped closer to her son, briefly casting black eyes toward him before closing them. With her hands in the air, she began a portentous spell: Soul sisters, if you can hear me, listen to my plea, Bind this spirit which spouts negativity. He
up the polished woodgrain stairs, locking my bedroom door behind me. No sooner did I turn around than I heard a tap on my balcony window. I ran over and opened it for Logan, who’d hauled up the box with him. I grabbed it from his hands so he could climb into my room. “Are you sure you won’t get into trouble?” he asked, catching his breath. “Don’t worry. No one will know.” “Your aunt and uncle are weird. I don’t want to get on their bad side.” “Stop worrying, will you?” He glanced around
Logan stopped, leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. His lips were warm and soft and the random gesture shocked me. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” I nodded and smiled. In reality, I had no idea what he could do to stop my death in five days, but I sure wasn’t going to discredit his desire to help. “Call me this afternoon. We have a lot to figure out.” His grin made my heartbeat quicken. Logan tossed the boxes onto the soft snow before he climbed over the small balcony and managed