The Unquiet Spirit
A new beginning. A house with a past. A man with secrets.
It was a dream come true…that turned into a nightmare.
Kate Wilson thinks moving back to Cornwall might be the answer to her prayers. But it isn’t long
before she begins to have doubts. Is the house she inherited from her godmother haunted? Or is she
going out of her mind? With a stalker, threats, and attempted break-ins, Kate’s troubles multiply.
Then there’s her enigmatic neighbour, the brooding Tom Carbis; a man with secrets he doesn’t wish
to share. Can she trust him when he says he wants to help?
In her quest to unravel the mysteries surrounding her, will Kate uncover more than she bargains for?
Set in beautiful Cornwall, The Unquiet Spirit is a gripping suspense with paranormal and romantic
elements. Fans of Barbara Erskine will enjoy this tale.

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Author Bio – Some time ago Penny Hampson decided to follow her passion for history by studying
with the Open University. She graduated with honours and went on to complete a post-graduate

Penny then landed her dream role, working in an environment where she was surrounded by rare
books and historical manuscripts. Flash forward nineteen years, and the opportunity came along to
indulge her other main passion – writing. Penny joined the New Writers’ Scheme of the Romantic
Novelists’ Association and three years later published her debut novel, A Gentleman’s Promise, a
historical mystery/romance. Other books in the same genre soon followed.
But never happy in a rut, Penny also writes contemporary suspense with paranormal and romantic
elements. Her first book in this genre is The Unquiet Spirit, published by Darkstroke.
Penny lives with her family in Oxfordshire, and when she is not writing, she enjoys reading, walking,
swimming, and the odd gin and tonic (not all at the same time).
For more on Penny’s writing, visit her blog:
Twitter: @penny_hampson

This is our introduction to Kate – she’s hiding from a stalker!
Eyes squeezed shut, Kate held her breath and strained her ears for the sound of pursuit. The thud of
footsteps had stopped – only the drum-like pounding of her heart discernible above the distant hum
of traffic. Seconds passed. Her lungs were about to explode. She took a breath. Nothing. No hand
reached in to grab her. She counted to sixty before risking a peek over the rim of the skip. At the
end of the alley a figure paced to and fro. Kate’s grip on the cold metal rim tightened. It was
definitely the guy from the bar, his leather jacket and distinctive shoulder-length hair illuminated by
the sodium streetlight. Kate ducked back down and considered her next move.
He can’t stay there all night. Give it a bit longer.
She counted another two minutes before raising her head again…and froze. He was still there,
peering up the street and scratching his head. Thank God he had his back to her hiding place. Who’d
expect a woman to duck into a dark alley, after all? As she watched, he pulled out his phone and
made a call. She was too far away to hear what he said, but he seemed agitated – angry even –
waving his hand to make a point. At last, he shoved the phone into his pocket, turned, and stalked
from view.
Kate’s muscles lost all tension, and like a deflated balloon, she slumped down in a heap. Her heart
was still hammering, but at least she had time to get control of her nerves. How she’d made it over
the rim of the skip, she’d no idea – through sheer panic or her gym sessions were paying off at last.
She silently thanked the person who’d dumped the mattress covering the shards of glass and
builders ’rubble. Things could have been very nasty.

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