Haunting Lana: The Beginning: Lana Malloy Paranormal Mystery, #0

By Kim Cox

Ghostly encounters, a legacy unveiled, and a choice to make: Embrace her gift or hide from it?

 

Journey back to Lana Malloy's early days. Inexperienced and alone in her abilities, her first ghostly encounter fills her with wonder and terror. Her world takes a spine-tingling turn as revelations of a family prophecy surface.

As Lana grapples with her newfound knowledge, fear threatens to paralyze her. Even with the support of a loved one, her unease grows. Can she overcome this frightening experience and embrace her supernatural inheritance?

With the encouragement of her childhood best friend and a loved one's reassuring guidance, Lana faces a desperate ghost. Urgent pleas and an ever-present dread test her courage. Can she master her gift and help the spirit?

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Kim Cox
• Release date: Jan 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9781540174789

Book preview

HAUNTING LANA 

The Beginning

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Ten-year-old Lana Malloy rode her bike down Rosewood Lane, and a man she’d never seen before waved her down.

Help me.

Lana jammed on her brakes to keep from hitting him. Move. I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. She hated that because she loved talking to everyone, but they'd recently seen a video at school about the dangers of predators who would kidnap children. Stranger danger, they called it.

Please! Help me, he repeated. You are the only who can. Please!

Lana got scared. This man would not give up. He wouldn't take no for an answer. I'm going to tell my daddy if you don't leave me alone. She turned the tires of her bike to maneuver around him, but he again positioned himself in front of her. Go away! she screamed.

Marietta Lambert walked up, wiping her hands on her apron. The beach breeze picked up her white hair and whipped it around her cheeks. Girl, who you talkin' to?

Thank goodness, Mrs. Lambert. I'm so glad you're here. That man . . . She stopped to point at him even though she knew it was rude. He won't leave me alone. I told him I'm not supposed to talk to strangers. Lana was becoming teary eyed with fear and relief that someone else was with her.

What man?

Was Mrs. Lambert losing her eyesight or something? Lana pointed again. "That man standing right there in front of my bike.

Girl, there's no man there. Now, you go on home and stop joking around or I'm going to call your mama.

The man moved and Lana pushed her bike toward her house. Phew, she whispered, gazing back to see if Mrs. Lambert saw her.

Mrs. Lambert watched only until she disappeared back into her home.

When Lana turned back around, the man floated in midair beside her.

He yelled, I can't go away. I can’t go anywhere until I get your help. No one else can see me. Can't you tell my family I fell in a hole? I’ll show you where. They'll be worried to death about me.

Lana thought she must be losing her mind or something. Why could she see him and Mrs. Lambert couldn't? You're just a figment of my imagination. Tears now ran freely down her face, as she screamed once again, Go away!

But he didn't leave and continued along with her. I don’t know what happened to me. One moment, I was laying at the bottom of that well, hoping to be rescued, and the next I’m moving from place to place without any means that I can recollect. I don't even know where I am or how to get home. You gotta help me, little girl.

No! Lana screamed. I gotta go home. I can't help you. You'll have to find someone else.

You have'ta. There is no one else.

Seeing that reason wasn't working with this man or figment, Lana jumped on her bike and rode off. Maybe she could outrun him. When she thought she'd put enough distance between them, she glimpsed back and didn't see him anymore, but when she turned back around, he was standing