Douglas died on a stormy night in 1921, the unwilling successor to his father’s legacy, with his career and fiancé already chosen. Known only as ‘Doug the heir’ to a well-meaning family and town who refused to look deeper, Douglas prayed for only one, impossible thing.
Over a hundred years later, Lyndsy, a preacher’s granddaughter with social anxiety, boards a plane to Maine to visit family friends. Instead, she finds her soulmate in the disembodied spirit of Douglas Flynn.
Together, they spend the summer exploring the ghost’s home, with its sun-dappled ballrooms, hidden doors and flower-strewn seaside meadows. They wander each other’s emotions and memories, content to have found love despite time and distance.
Then the host of a failing paranormal investigation show arrives, determined to document Flynn Manor’s ‘haunting’ at all costs. Can they evade discovery, or will the host tear the mortal girl and the ghost apart forever?
(No AI was used in the creation of this book, from the writing and editing to design.)
Reviews:
“This is a modern ghostly fairy tale that reads like a classic. It is beautiful and haunting and I very highly recommend it.”
“The book is faith-based, but if that’s something that’s a turn off for you I’d say I never found that aspect remotely overbearing, it’s another layer to the story and fits the kind themes of the book. It’s a very sweet book and I’d recommend if you’re looking for a cute, cozy tale of ghosts and love.”
“…Good Souls is a touching, original, and memorable novel that stayed with me long after I finished the last page. It’s perfect for readers who enjoy slow-burn romance, emotional character development, and stories with a paranormal twist. “
“The vibes of this book, immaculate
The aesthetic, peak cinema
The premise, amazing
Douglas is now one of my favorite characters.”
“One of my favorite aspects was the portrayal of a character with social anxiety. As someone who experiences it myself, I thought it was handled with a great deal of authenticity and care.”
Excerpt:
From Chapter 8:
“What?”
The book fell.
It wasn’t her ears that heard the word, though they might as well have. What reached her was clear and unmistakably human. Her eyes darted, but there was nothing to see. Her breath echoed in an empty room.
Then a point of light appeared before her.
Lyndsy’s world stood still. Her imagination scrambled for an explanation, but nothing fit. This was no sunbeam. No light bulb. No trick of any worldly light at all. It was as if a pinprick opened up in reality itself, letting the tiniest bit of eternity shine through. If she could think at all now, she might have wondered if the light felt soft and warm, or if it would feel like touching the cosmos itself.
As alarms rang in her skull, the impossible glimmer bloomed to the size of a fist—or a human heart—then suddenly it was not a ball at all.
Formats:
Available as an ebook, paperback and hardcover online wherever books are sold!
Content Warnings:
Christianity, Suicide, Death, Depression
About the Author:
Tiffany Hamill grew up on a hobby farm in the Arizona desert dreaming about ghosts, lush forests and secret doors in mysterious old mansions. She now lives in a cottage in the piney woods of east Texas where she gardens, fosters kittens and writes stories about finding good souls in unexpected places.
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