Findley Black and the Ghosts of Printer's Devil

By Amy Spector

Starting over at thirty-four is harder than Owen Key expected. Lonelier too. There’s Bella, and the odd assortment of kids he’d inherited when a father he barely knew left him Printer’s Devil. But his bookstore employees and his cat aren’t much good when it comes to getting laid.

Findley Black says a lot of things. At least according to everyone at the store. When Owen runs into him for the first time during one of his ghost tours, with his leather jacket and flirtatious looks, Owen finds himself more than interested in what he has to say.

Owen may have been hoping for a one-night-stand, but when Findley asks to stay the remainder of Halloween night in the Printer’s Devil in hopes of seeing the ghost of a serial killer, he finds it hard to say no.

Halloween is a time for ghost stories and trick or treat. But running out of candy is a bad omen, and it’s hard to get lucky when something otherworldly seems determined to ruin your night.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Nov 1, 2021
• ISBN: 9781646569632

Amy Spector

Amy Spector grew up in the United States surviving on a steady diet of old horror movies, television reruns, and mystery novels.After years of blogging about comic books, vintage Gothic romance book cover illustrations, and a shameful amount about herself, she decided to try her hand at writing stories. She found it more than a little like talking about herself in third person, and that suited her just fine.She blames Universal for her love of horror, Edward Gorey for her love of British drama, and writing for awakening the romantic that was probably there all along.Amy lives in the Midwest with her husband and children, and her cats Poe, Goji and Nekō.

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Findley Black and the Ghosts of Printer’s Devil

By Amy Spector

Published by JMS Books LLC at Smashwords

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Copyright 2021 Amy Spector

ISBN 9781646569632

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Published in the United States of America.

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Thank you to everyone who made this book possible, with a special thanks to Ofelia and Al.

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Findley Black and the Ghosts of Printer’s Devil

By Amy Spector

Chapter 1

When the bells above the door to Printer’s Devil rang, Owen didn’t have to look. Micah’s disappointed sigh told him everything he needed to know.

He’s not coming.

It’s only 8:30. Sometimes Owen missed the days before the employees were comfortable enough to talk to him.

Exactly. Micah draped himself over the shop counter, not unlike a flapper over a tombstone in an Edward Gorey sketch. Why do I always fall for the wrong kind of men?

It’s only 8:30, Owen said again, louder this time as if that had been the problem and not that Micah required constant attention. Sometimes he missed the days before he was comfortable enough to talk to them, too.

The wind whipped up, rattling the panes of the window overlooking the side porch with its tables full of discount books. Since you have time, do you mind going out to roll down the vinyl? With any luck that’ll be enough.

If it wasn’t, they’d need to haul the books in early.

Micah let out another one of those sighs before pushing himself up off the glass and heading around the counter.

And Micah? Owen didn’t want to get involved, but he couldn’t help himself. Give the poor man a few more minutes before you write him off completely. He may not want to show up so early he looks desperate.

That seemed to cheer him up and he flashed a smile, before grabbing the last piece of candy from the trick-or-treat bowl and pushing through the door, sending the bell jingling again.

Alone, Owen went back to bagging