My novelette, “A Spirit of Vengeance,” was released today at Torquere. This is one of my favorite stories and I’m excited to see it go up. 😀
When Josh comes home from a business trip to find out that his lover, Kevin, has been killed, his life takes a terrible turn. Even worse, Kevin is haunting him, wanting Josh to exact revenge on his killer. Josh thinks Kevin is a hallucination to begin with, but he soon starts to believe that his lover’s spirit is really hanging around.
As he begins to believe in Kevin’s ghost, Josh also starts to believe he knows who killed Kevin. He’s not sure what to do, and neither is Kevin, who never really considered an afterlife. Can these two figure out how to catch a killer and how to move on with life after death?
Kevin came to him in a dream. Josh threw his arms around him and tried to kiss him, desperate to take what he could before he woke up or the scene shifted into something else, but his dream-lover grabbed him by the arms and shook him, holding him away so he could glare into his eyes.
“Help me, damn it!”
The demand was a barked order, an angry snarl, and at first Josh could only stand there in shock. Finally he managed, “Of course. Um, Kevin? God, Kevin!” He tried again to reach out but the grip on his upper arms would only let him grip his lover’s forearms in return. They felt more solid than he’d have expected from a dream, hard and trembling with tension. “What do you want? What can I do? Tell me!”
“Help me! Get the fucker who did this!” Kevin punctuated the demand with a hard shake.
“Oww! Stop, please! I’ll help you, of course I will!” Josh tried to pull away. He’d never been afraid of Kevin before, but a coil of fear was wrapping itself around his insides and squeezing. He shivered in an icy wind and wished he could huddle up against his lover to get warm but the cold seemed to be coming from Kevin, whipping around him.
“Help me!” Kevin demanded, his voice rough with fury.
“Yes! I will, I will!”
“Kill him! Kill the fucker for me!” Kevin roared.
Josh could only stand there, his lover’s hands crushing the flesh of his arms into his bones, and his mouth hanging open, until he woke up with a gasping cry, his heart pounding and his body drenched with sweat.
Get the rest here.