Raven by Stacey
Rourke
The Legends Saga
#2
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An infamous
love, destined nevermore,
For death could not claim, the
enchanting
Lenore.
Cursed by the malevolent spirit
of the Headless Horseman, Ireland Crane ventures to
Manhattan in search of a
way to break her soul crushing bond. Instead, she discovers
the lines between
fact and fiction are blurring once more. Croaking ravens.
Telltale hearts.
Could the works of Poe be coming to pass with handsome Wall
Street Midas Ridley
Peolte as their unwilling
target?
She walks the Earth, a plague on
mankind,
searching for he, her rotted heart
doth pine.
Together, the two unknowingly
release a dark force death itself could not tame. Surrounded
by the unrelenting
violence and mayhem they’ve unleashed, Ireland feels her
control over the
Horseman slipping. Before the beast within consumes her, she
and her crew must
follow the clues of the dead to right a centuries’ old
wrong. Will it be enough
to sate the Horseman’s
appetite?
Hell hath no fury like a ghoul
scorned.
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First Book in the Series, Crane, on
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The Horseman is unending,
his presence shan’t lessen.
If you break the curse,
you become the legend.
Washington Irving and Rip Van Winkle had no choice but to
cover up the deadly
truth behind Ichabod Crane’s disappearance. Centuries later,
a Crane returns to
Sleepy Hollow awakening macabre secrets once believed to be
buried deep.
What if the monster that spawned the legend lived within
you?
Now, Ireland Crane, reeling from a break-up and seeking a
fresh start, must
rely on the newly awakened Rip Van Winkle to discover the
key to channeling the
darkness swirling within her. Bodies are piling high and
Ireland is the only
one that can save Sleepy Hollow by embracing her own damning
curse.
But is anyone truly safe when the Horseman
rides?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
There is nothing
worse than being put on the spot and asked to talk about
yourself. For me it
brings back that inevitable moment in a new school when the
teacher would ask
me to stand up, introduce myself and tell the class
something about myself. I
was always worried I would blurt out something stupid that I
would get teased
for. Something like, “My name’s Stacey and I like pickles!”
Then for the rest
of the school year I’d be known as the Pickle Girl and let’s
be honest, no one
wants that. So to avoid such a faux pas I will simply say
that I love to write.
It allows me to get my crazy out just enough that I can
function as a normal
member of society.
Find Stacey
Here:
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Website:
http://staceyrourke.com/
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