Today I’m happy to announce the release of Dead Messages by Kristen Brand, which is book 1 of the new Texts from Beyond series.
She texts dead people…
Sydney Farina, full-time baker and cynic, is having a bad enough week when her boss forces her to go into work on her day off. When she arrives to find her boss’s corpse on the floor, her week gets a whole lot worse.
She’s shocked to learn it was murder—though maybe not too shocked. Her short-tempered boss, Glenda Whitaker, made more enemies than she did sprinkled cupcakes.
Then the texts start coming.
They’re from Glenda’s number, demanding Sydney find out who murdered her. Sydney thinks the
messages are a bad joke at first, but when they reveal things only Glenda would know, she’s forced to accept the truth:
She’s getting texts from a dead woman.
Glenda’s ghost wants justice, but Sydney doesn’t know the first thing about solving murders. As she investigates her coworkers, can she find out who killed Glenda? Or will she join her grouchy boss on the other side of the grave?
Dead Messages is a cozy mystery novella with a touch of the paranormal. If you like quirky characters and fun whodunits, then dive in and start reading today.
She didn’t want to spend all day worrying about whether the messages were a glitch or not. She picked up the phone.
Who is this?
She’d expected no response, but three little dots appeared to indicate Glenda was typing. The bathroom spun, and Sydney had to put a hand on the counter to steady herself.
How could Glenda be typing? Her corpse was lying in the morgue.
It’s Glenda. I need your help.
Whoever you are, you’re seriously messed up. This isn’t funny.
I’m not trying to be funny. I was murdered. There’s absolutely nothing funny about this situation.
Stop texting me, or I’m going to the police.
This isn’t a joke. I’m trapped in some kind of foggy purgatory, and my phone is only letting me send messages to one person—you.
I don’t know what’s going on, but you need to help me.
It’s your responsibility.
Nope. No way was Sydney falling for whatever the heck this was. Some creep must have gotten ahold of Glenda’s phone and decided to play a sick joke. There were some seriously pathetic losers in the world who had way too much free time. Sydney should just treat the texter like an internet troll and ignore them.
She took another shower and then made coffee and oatmeal for breakfast. She was looking through her closet for something to wear when she realized she’d forgotten to text Faith, distracted by the messages from the Glenda impersonator. When she picked up her phone, more waited for her.
Will you reply already? You’re acting incredibly immature.
You can’t just ignore me.
I have been murdered. Whatever you’re doing, it’s not more important than what I’m going through.
Stop being selfish. You’re the only person who can help me get to the bottom of this.