Scatter My Ashes by {B. Brumley & Eli Grace}

Scatter My Ashes by {B. Brumley & Eli Grace}

Read this ghostly-dark paranormal romance story…


She’s the daughter of the infamous Delphine LaLaurie, serial killer of the French Quarter.

He’s a broken soldier fresh from war.


Buying the decrepit mansion in New Orleans was supposed to be a fresh start for Spencer, instead he finds his PTSD sent into overdrive. He’s not just seeing his dead best friend now; he’s seeing a woman haunting the rooms of his newly-acquired home too.

For Marie, her spiritual torture has lasted well over a century. A new inhabitant of her prison means another chance at salvation.

But sanity is a tightrope walk for both Spencer and Marie.

And saving each other might mean losing their minds completely.

Trigger Warning

One of the main characters of this story is suffering from PTSD. He lost his best friend whilst serving his country upon foreign soil. Despite ‘Scatter My Ashes’ being a work of fiction, we would like to urge anyone reading who might be suffering from wounds of war to seek help. Please also know that you have our thanks and our respect.


B. Brumley lives on ten permaculture acres, complete with sheep, goats, peacocks, turkeys, geese, guineas, ducks, chickens, five home-educated children, and one husband. She serves as the president of the Cisco Writers Club, moonlights as an acquisitions editor for The Crossover Alliance, and works as the production/marketing manager for an independent New York publisher.

Eli Grace also writes as: Eli Constant & Eliza Grace.
Author of speculative, mind-bending fiction. The Dead Trees Series, The Shadow Forest Series, and more. Co-author of The Z Children Series. Adores all things quirky, eats ice cream with a fork, and likes warm Dr. Pepper (on a cool day). Once thought she’d marry Martin Short… until she discovered Alan Rickman. #Always (Might also have Martin Freeman and Simon Pegg on her ‘I get a pass’ list. And, please, don’t get her started on Jeff Godblum… erhm, Goldblum. #lifefindsaway)

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Blue-haired wife, mom, writer and photographer: I write in trees with peacock quills, so said she, really meaning a desk and chair like writers everywhere.

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