Title: The Ghosts of Rue Dumaine
Author: Alexandrea Weis
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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Book Description:
Ready to get her life back on track after ending a painful marriage, Danica Giles
returns to the Creole cottage where she grew up in the New Orleans French
Quarter. Danica is anxious to rekindle her friendship with a former resident from
her old neighborhood, the seductive Gaston Deslonde. But Gaston isn’t exactly a
normal guy. The charming man has been dead for over a hundred and fifty years,
and the childish crush Danica once had on her ghostly playmate quickly turns
into something much deeper. When a handsome new man enters Danica’s life,
Gaston vows to do whatever he can to hold on to her. Danica soon discovers that
the most forbidden of all desires cannot be satisfied without paying a grave price.
Love can blur the lines between life and death when you are living among The
Ghosts of Rue Dumaine.
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AUTHOR BIO:
Alexandrea Weis is an advanced practice registered nurse who was born and
raised in New Orleans. Her first novel, To My Senses, introduced readers to the
world of Nicci Beauvoir and garnered numerous awards and rave reviews. Her
popular second Nicci Beauvoir novel, Recovery, won the Gold Medal for best
romantic suspense from The Reader’s Favorite Book Awards 2011, and was
named best Romantic Suspense novel by the Spring 2011 NABE Pinnacle Book
Awards. Her fourth novel, Broken Wings, won best Contemporary Romance
by the NABE Pinnacle Book Awards in 2012, was a Silver Medal winner in
the ForeWord Magazine Book of the Year Awards for Romance, as well as
a finalist in the USA Book Awards for Romance in 2012, and a finalist in the
Reader’s Favorite Book Awards for Contemporary Romance for 2012. Diary of
a One-Night Stand, was released in August 2012 and was named a Paranormal
Romance Guild’s Best Reviewed of 2012. Her last novel, Acadian Waltz was a
Readers’ Favorite Book Awards finalist for Best Contemporary Romance and
Best Southern Fiction. A permitted wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife
and Fisheries, Weis rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She lives with her
husband and pets in New Orleans.
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EXCERPT:
Danica leaned against the doorframe and reflected on the various stages of
childhood and adolescence she had gone through while occupying this room.
The rainbow-painted walls her mother had painstakingly decorated for her had
been replaced with posters of boy bands and television heartthrobs until her
mother had died. After the funeral, Danica had come home and removed all the
posters in a fit of rage, wanting to be surrounded once more by her mother’s
rainbows. The last year she had spent in this room, she had felt comforted by
those rainbows, as if her mother’s love had been forever sealed beneath the
paintbrush strokes on her walls.
"I missed this old place," she whispered.
A sudden rush of cold air moving down the hallway caused Danica to turn away
from the bedroom door and peer into the darkness behind her. She took a few
steps further down the hall until the aroma of cigar smoke mixed with a hint of
brandy wafted in the air around her. Danica remembered that smell. It had
always filled her bedroom whenever the dark man would appear.
"Is it you?" she softly called into the hallway. "It’s me, Danica. I’ve come back.
Just like I said I would."
Danica walked briskly past the entrance to the master bath to the final door at
the end of the hall. Without hesitation, she pushed the cypress door open and
walked inside the master bedroom. The light from the large picture window
overlooking the courtyard shone into the room, accentuating the deep burgundy
color of the carpet beneath her feet. She stepped into the center of the room and
observed the ceiling fan above. Danica waited, straining with every breath to
hear the slightest stirring.
"Welcome home," a man’s wispy voice resonated around her.
A hopeful smile curled the edges of Danica’s heart-shaped mouth. "Thank you,
Gaston. It’s good to be home."
A few minutes later, Danica returned to the living room, where she found Pat
scrolling through messages on her cell phone.
"Let’s sign the papers," Danica happily announced. "I want to get moved in as
soon as possible."
Pat gave her a wary going-over with her brown eyes. "You positive about this,
Danica? I need to make sure you’re aware that other tenants have had
problems—"
"It’s fine, Pat. I know you said the place is haunted and people have had some
bad experiences, but this…." Danica waved to the room around her. "Just feels
right."
Pat gave a skeptical shrug. "I have the papers ready back at the office. The rent
is eight hundred and fifty a month. Mr. Caruso wanted me to charge you the
same rate he charged your father. He insisted I make this as appealing to you as
possible. You must have made quite an impression on the old man when you
were a kid. He never cuts anyone a deal."
"Please tell Mr. Caruso I appreciate it."
Pat replaced her cell phone in her front jacket pocket. "Let’s turn off all of these
lights and head back to the office."
Suddenly, from the shuttered window beside them, three loud knocks
reverberated across the room.
Pat grabbed at her chest. "Jesus! What in the hell was that?"
Danica smirked as she watched the color drain from Pat’s perfectly made-up
face. "Just someone outside on the street banging on the wall…happened a lot
when I was a kid. Drunk tourists would often bang on the shutters at all hours."
Pat regained her composure. "Of course, you’re right. I didn’t think of that."
Danica motioned to the pocket doors leading to the kitchen. "Let’s get you out of
here, Pat, before you have a heart attack."
"Gladly," Pat offered and rushed to the doors. "I never liked this place. I just hope
you know what you’re doing, Danica."
"I know," Danica asserted with a grin. "I’ve always known."
MY REVIEW:
From the moment that you start reading this book, you are drawn into it. The glory of the past
and present..............New Orleans at its finest and how the ghost(s) each have a major role.
The book is rich in history and the details are very in-depth.
Angst and romance are unbound in this story...................I enjoyed reading it.
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