Guest post Friday with author Sally Max and a hot, chilly romance

I love hearing how authors get story ideas. Welcome on this guest post Friday to Sally Max who shares how she penned a story and put a chill along our spines – and re-kindle a romance.

Welcome, Sally.

Thanks, DD!

Have you seen all those ghost shows that have been on television lately? Somehow, after watchingattachment those ghost shows, and admittedly way too much Scooby-Doo, it made for some interesting ideas. All of that inspiration got mashed together into a paranormal romance entitled, Penny for the Night.

Those shows always have the most interesting settings: the old mine where Old Man (Insert Name Here) haunts, the haunted mansion where you see a Lady in (Insert Color Here), or the abandoned hospital where you see Little (Insert Child Name Here) roaming the halls.  It gives me gooseflesh just thinking about it.  I was always fascinated by the history of the places that the ghost shows explore.

It made me think, what if a psychic could tell the history of an object by touching it?  It would make going shopping for antiques or in thrift stores really interesting. If an object was emotionally charged and someone that was psychically attuned to that could see what happened to that object, what would they see?  That’s how Penny’s psychic powers were born.

Putting a psychic into a ghost investigation was an obvious choice, and who better to join her than her ex-boyfriend, Declan?  It seemed like a perfect opportunity to get them talking again.  Except, he doesn’t believe she is a psychic, and the investigation is a little too large for her to handle on her own.  Can they play nice? Will the ghosts let them?

Penny for the Night

by Sally Max

Short blurb:

Hired to investigate strange phenomenon at a historic mansion, Penny, a struggling psychic can’t let this opportunity pass.  Even if that does mean being thrown together with her ex, Declan, all night long, all by themselves, or are they?

Long blurb:

Hired to investigate strange phenomenon and a mysterious death at a historic mansion, Penny, a struggling psychic can’t let this opportunity pass.  Even if that does mean being thrown together with her ex, Declan, who thinks she’s a fraud.  Tempers flare, as the two have to work together, but can they survive the night long investigation without killing each other? Or will a ghost, already accused of causing one man’s death, cause two more?


“Penny,” a gruff voice said from the back of the room.

Surprised, she jerked her head to the left as the familiarity of the voice washed over her. When she turned, she saw him, all six feet, and in a dark blue suit. He looked good, very professional. His dusty blond hair still had that unkempt sexiness that made her want to run her fingers through it. He must still run, as his lean muscles were outlined in the tailored jacket and pants. Her body reacted as if she had been punched in the gut. How long had he been there? Had he known she was at the funeral the whole time?

“Declan?” she said, slightly confused.

“What are you doing here?” he asked, an accusatory tone in his voice.

His presence filled the room; how had she not felt him there? Perhaps it was the atmosphere; she wasn’t used to doing readings in such damp conditions.

“I’m…I…” Penny started, then, realizing it was really none of his business, stated, “I’m here in a professional capacity.”

“A professional what?”

“That’s none of your concern. I didn’t realize you lived around here, let alone would be at this funeral—”

“So, you would have avoided me, if given the chance?” he asked.

“Yes,” Penny responded, offering the truth. “Why open old wounds?”

He opened, then shut his mouth slowly, as if tasting that delicate bit of knowledge.

“I’ve moved on, as I’m sure you have too,” Declan stated finally.

“Of course, it’s been what, nine-ten years?”

“Something like that.”

“Well, it was good seeing you, but I have a meeting with my client in a few minutes, I should get going.” She held her hand out to him for a handshake.

Declan looked at Penny’s hand, and with a roll of his eyes, he walked out the door. He still wouldn’t touch her.

Sally Max Bio:

After not being able to answer, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” when she was little, Sally Max decided she wouldn’t settle on just one profession.  Instead, she lives vicariously through her characters on the page, and gets a taste of every possible scenario she can imagine.

Sally Max currently resides in southwest Florida with her orange tabby cat.

Sally Max’s Website

Penny for the Night Giveaway!!

Breathless Press



About Don Simkovich

Writing is foundational to our communication like running is to sports.
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