She has always been fascinated by all things historical and has found her niche writing contemporary romance and steampunk, where strong heroines and brooding heroes fight together to make their alternative world a better place. Closing her eyes, Lizzy focused on the power of the mother within, to resist succumbing to temptation once again.Īnnie Seaton lives on the beautiful east coast of Australia, where she loves sitting in her writing chair, gazing at the ocean and writing stories. The look of adoration in his eyes sent sparks running along her nerve endings, all she needed was his touch. He hesitated before crossing the kitchen and taking her hand. “It’s all right Josh, I’m sorry I upset you.” She stood tall and straight, holding her hand out to him. “Lizzy, are you all right?” Josh sounded wary.

“Thank you, mother,” she breathed, her eyes closing as she let the power do its work. Lizzy stood bathed in moonlight, the lace of the curtains fracturing the beam, and the power of the moon goddess entered her strengthening her will. The storm clouds scurried across the moon, the sky cleared and a shaft of moonlight shone through the kitchen window. He looked at her without answering and a strong gust of wind rattled the kitchen windows. “Have you felt your Aunt Helen’s presence?” “You’ve been here for a week, haven’t you Josh?” she asked softly. She was silent as she gathered her thoughts. “Give me a break,” he said, running his fingers through his shaggy hair. “If you had asked me that a couple of days ago I would have said you were crazy, but honestly now I don’t know.” “Do you believe in ghosts, Josh?” she asked quietly.

Holiday Affair by Annie Seaton