Haven of Nightmares (Littlemoon Investigations Book 5) by Morgan Kelley Page B
Authors: Morgan Kelley
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“Mattie,” he whispered. “God!”
She dove back in, stealing his breath with the most important kiss of her life. She’d never gotten to experience this with him. She wanted this moment ten years ago, when they were kids. Now, so much had changed.
They’d changed.
She still craved it.
As his hands cupped her ass, holding her to him, she was heating up.
Maybe it was the whiskey.
Maybe it was him.
Either way, she never wanted it to end.
As their mouths mated, driving the heat of the room up, they didn’t notice the chill forming around them.
They didn’t notice the chairs moving away from the old tables, or the books sliding across the floor to stack in new piles.
What finally had their attention was when the lights went on. The darkness was gone. As she slowly released his mouth, they didn’t break eye contact.
“Wow,” he said, staring at her. “That was…wow.”
She grinned. As she was about to say something witty, clever, and to make him smile, she happened to look up.
It was then that she screamed.
Roman sat up, grabbing his glasses and shoving them onto his face.
He couldn’t believe what he saw.
The chairs formed a circle around the couch. On them, there were stacks of books forming a wall.
It was over six feet high. It was as if someone had taken every book in the room and moved it in the span of one kiss.
How?
If he believed in a higher power, this was when he would have started praying.
Why was this happening?
Oh, that was crystal clear.
Something wanted to keep them in. Something wanted them to know that they weren’t safe, even behind the salt on the floor.
They were being watched.
It made his heart skip and his pulse race.
Mattie buried her face in his throat, refusing to look as she sobbed in terror.
He couldn’t blame her.
He wanted to do the exact same thing.
This was scary.
This was a thing of nightmares.
Shockingly, he wasn’t surprised. This school was going to be the death of him. He wouldn’t doubt it.
It was going to claim him, much like it stole his family.
Mattie had been right.
This place was evil.
* * * L i t t l e m o o n * * *
Haven
Wednesday
Five A.M
After their flight had landed, they were on their way. Tori had an uneasy feeling the second she got off the plane. There was something bothering her, and she wasn’t sure what.
Once in their car, she checked both of their phones.
“Roman gave us entry codes and a location to find them. It seems they’re laying low in a library. Why aren’t I shocked?”
Yeah, he wasn’t either.
Roman loved books.
As for jumping right into work, Julian would have preferred to have his wife rest, but he knew the soldier in her would want to hit the ground running. She ran herself ragged, but that was just Tori. If her team was in danger, she’d run headlong into the fray with no concern of her health and wellbeing.
His big issue with that was that she had a baby on board.
His baby.
That made this tricky.
“Trey?” she called, hoping he was nearby and ready to get to work. Tori loved having him back in her life, even if it was weird and spooky.
The radio came to life.
“Yes?”
“When we get there, you need to stick close. Don’t go wandering around. We have a bunch of angry spooks, and they’re targeting our family.”
“I. Am. Angry. Too.”
She knew he was teasing her. “If I tell Julian to smile will that cheer you up?”
“I am not humoring a dead man. I draw the line. I have to tolerate a great deal, like my wife talking to inanimate objects to communicate with the dead.”
“Bethany?”
A breeze stirred.
“Okay, both ghosts are present and accounted for, and no one took the plane down. This is good practice for traveling with a child, I guess.”
Julian stared at her as if she’d lost her mind. “I can’t,” he said, not sure if he should
“Mattie,” he whispered. “God!”
She dove back in, stealing his breath with the most important kiss of her life. She’d never gotten to experience this with him. She wanted this moment ten years ago, when they were kids. Now, so much had changed.
They’d changed.
She still craved it.
As his hands cupped her ass, holding her to him, she was heating up.
Maybe it was the whiskey.
Maybe it was him.
Either way, she never wanted it to end.
As their mouths mated, driving the heat of the room up, they didn’t notice the chill forming around them.
They didn’t notice the chairs moving away from the old tables, or the books sliding across the floor to stack in new piles.
What finally had their attention was when the lights went on. The darkness was gone. As she slowly released his mouth, they didn’t break eye contact.
“Wow,” he said, staring at her. “That was…wow.”
She grinned. As she was about to say something witty, clever, and to make him smile, she happened to look up.
It was then that she screamed.
Roman sat up, grabbing his glasses and shoving them onto his face.
He couldn’t believe what he saw.
The chairs formed a circle around the couch. On them, there were stacks of books forming a wall.
It was over six feet high. It was as if someone had taken every book in the room and moved it in the span of one kiss.
How?
If he believed in a higher power, this was when he would have started praying.
Why was this happening?
Oh, that was crystal clear.
Something wanted to keep them in. Something wanted them to know that they weren’t safe, even behind the salt on the floor.
They were being watched.
It made his heart skip and his pulse race.
Mattie buried her face in his throat, refusing to look as she sobbed in terror.
He couldn’t blame her.
He wanted to do the exact same thing.
This was scary.
This was a thing of nightmares.
Shockingly, he wasn’t surprised. This school was going to be the death of him. He wouldn’t doubt it.
It was going to claim him, much like it stole his family.
Mattie had been right.
This place was evil.
* * * L i t t l e m o o n * * *
Haven
Wednesday
Five A.M
After their flight had landed, they were on their way. Tori had an uneasy feeling the second she got off the plane. There was something bothering her, and she wasn’t sure what.
Once in their car, she checked both of their phones.
“Roman gave us entry codes and a location to find them. It seems they’re laying low in a library. Why aren’t I shocked?”
Yeah, he wasn’t either.
Roman loved books.
As for jumping right into work, Julian would have preferred to have his wife rest, but he knew the soldier in her would want to hit the ground running. She ran herself ragged, but that was just Tori. If her team was in danger, she’d run headlong into the fray with no concern of her health and wellbeing.
His big issue with that was that she had a baby on board.
His baby.
That made this tricky.
“Trey?” she called, hoping he was nearby and ready to get to work. Tori loved having him back in her life, even if it was weird and spooky.
The radio came to life.
“Yes?”
“When we get there, you need to stick close. Don’t go wandering around. We have a bunch of angry spooks, and they’re targeting our family.”
“I. Am. Angry. Too.”
She knew he was teasing her. “If I tell Julian to smile will that cheer you up?”
“I am not humoring a dead man. I draw the line. I have to tolerate a great deal, like my wife talking to inanimate objects to communicate with the dead.”
“Bethany?”
A breeze stirred.
“Okay, both ghosts are present and accounted for, and no one took the plane down. This is good practice for traveling with a child, I guess.”
Julian stared at her as if she’d lost her mind. “I can’t,” he said, not sure if he should
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