A Little Death in a Haunted House

By Miriam F. Martin

The most overdone horror movie cliche—blond woman in high heels walks into a creepy house for no damn reason at all.

Kira, the blond in requisite high heels. And the two-story colonial in need of a paint job that she needs to sell.

Maybe... If she can figure out who haunts the house.

If enjoy erotica featuring sexy ghost on ghost action, be sure to read A Little Death in a Haunted House. Bonus short story included: Five Years Without Dessert.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hermit Muse Publishing
• Release date: Sep 30, 2020

Miriam F. Martin

Miriam F. Martin grew up wanting to be a cam girl, but excessive stage fright killed the dream. Her passion for getting strangers off over the wild worldwide web hasn’t died yet. So she focuses her time writing smutty books for smart people, like you. When not writing erotica, she also writes science fiction and fantasy. Her hobbies include playing the guitar badly, misinterpreting the future with Tarot cards, and over-analyzing dreams. She also enjoys first-person shooters, rogue-likes, and hidden object games. Her quest in life is to have a house full of cats. Miriam loves to hear from her fans, and she may be contacted through her agent, David Anthony Brown, at: david (at) danthonybrown (dot) com

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A Little Death in a Haunted House

A Little Death in a Haunted House

Miriam F. Martin

Hermit Muse Publishing

Copyright © 2020 by Hermit Muse Publishing

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Cover Design: David Anthony Brown

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All characters, events, and settings are fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidence.

THIS WORK IS INTENDED FOR ADULT READERS 18+

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Contents

A Little Death in a Haunted House

Five Years Without Dessert

About the Author

Also by Miriam F. Martin

A Little Death in a Haunted House

One

The most overdone horror movie cliche—blond woman in high heels walks into a creepy house for no damn reason at all.

Kira thought about taking her black four-inch heels off. But no way she wanted to climb the steep concrete stairs leading up to the big wrap-around cedar porch. Especially with all the nettles strewn about.

She asked herself why she wanted to go into the old two-story colonial style house. The light blue paint was in decent condition, though clearly the owners had missed the last needed paint job. The bushes and trees all needed pruning. Orange, red, and brown dry leaves were scattered all over the ground. The smells of autumn hung in the neighborhood—smashed pumpkins, chilly air, cookies baking from a nearby house. Though clearly not from the house in front of her.

The drapes were all shut tight. No lights were on inside as far as Kira could tell. No cars were parked out front or in the driveway. By all appearances, the house sat empty.

Kira wanted coffee. Or ice cream. Coffee flavored ice cream would do nicely. Something to soothe her nerves. The house bothered her. More specifically, something inside the house bothered her, and Kira had no idea what.

Even worse, she couldn't remembered what it was that brought her here.

Was she looking for somebody? Maybe she was here for a school assignment? Except Kira hadn't been in school for a very long time.

Work! The job! Of course, she was a real estate agent. She knew that, sort of,