Stain of Ghost

By Linda Maye Adams

Stone mage Margaret Day thought the faces of the automatons gave her nightmares.

 

But what the Know-Nothings did to the construction of the Washington Monument makes the nightmares seem tame.

 

A haunted stone, deep within the monument, tainted with evil.  Can she fight the evil?

 

A page-turning story of dark secrets.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Linda Maye Adams
• Release date: May 27, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393470885

Linda Maye Adams

Linda Maye Adams is published in Kevin J. Anderson’s anthology Monsters, Movies, & Mayhem.  She is the author of the military-based GALCOM Universe series, including the novel Crying Planet, featured in the 2018 Military Science Fiction StoryBundle, and is working on a superhero novel. 

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Praise for Linda Maye Adams

Linda Maye Adams’s especially delightful Alien Pizza features friendly aliens so enamored with low-budget monster movies that they make one of their own. – Publisher’s Weekly

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Fog lay across the horizon like cotton batting, a layer between the gray sky and the gray Potomac River. Margaret Day shivered in the chill left overnight by the seasonal battle, adjusting her woolen Spencer coat. March was always cantankerous like this, winter not ready to give up yet and spring ready to move in.

She glanced down at the trousers she'd had to wear by necessity and wondered how men managed without all the extra layers in the colder weather. She kept thinking she'd lost one of her petticoats.

But the cold brightened the scents of the stone dust lingering the air, making her stone magic squirm with excitement. Bluestone gneiss and granite were solid, working stone good for stability. Marble was the prissy ballerina, wanting to show off.

And something else ...

She frowned, tasting a foulness riding under the stones, like something dead rotting.

She turned in the direction the rotting was coming from. The