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Publisher: self published
Publishing Date: October 8, 2012
eBook: 83 pages
Rating: 4 stars
To be in a love affair with a ghost is both a fantasy and a punishment for Becca. Always searching for balance between her deep love for Alastor and her desire for a normal life, a chaotic period of impulsiveness, death, and mourning have led her to the ultimate turning point. Can she and Alastor go against the laws of nature and cheat death to be together again? And at what price?
The amazing, much anticipated conclusion to the Spiritus Series, Incarnate highlights the magic, superstition, and tragedy of this hypnotic romantic epic that has entranced readers.
This is the final book in the Spiritus series.
Becca and Alastor were married before Alastor went off to fight in the civil war. When he returned to her after the fighting was over, they should have finally had that happily ever after that they promised themselves before he left. But the war and the death have left their mark on Alastor and he turns to gambling, drinking and woman to forget, until that fateful night when Becca shoots and kills her beloved husband.
In Spiritus, our reincarnated Becca has returned to Corydon, Indiana after her father inherited the house that used to belong to Becca and Alastor. What she quickly learns is that Alastor’s ghost is not at rest and he has been waiting for revenge on his beloved wife. As Becca learns of her former life, Alastor learns to forgive and remembers his great love for Becca before the war changed him.
In Haunted, Alastor wants Becca to move on with living her life, and thrusts her back into the arms of her former high school friend, Jonah. But can you give your heart to one man, when your soul belongs to another?
Now in the final chapter of this story Becca is desperate for a way to return Alastor to flesh and blood, and she is going back to New Orleans to see the voodoo priestess who hinted that there was a way to obtain what her heart wants the most. But Alastor thinks the price of black magic is too high and he will do whatever he must to stop Becca – because failure could mean the end of Becca’s sanity.
I was excited to receive a copy of this last installment of the Spiritus series. I enjoyed the story of Becca and Alastor, so much so that I was pissed off when I read the first book and didn’t realize it was a first of a series and it ended without satisfying answers. I was not as excited about the second book but mostly because it didn’t go where I wanted it to go (and where book 3 takes us) but you would need to read it to follow the storyline.
Now Incarnate takes us on a trip to New Orleans for some voodoo, and Becca’s frantic determination to play with black magic and Alastor’s frantic determination to stop her left me biting my nails to see if she could actually succeed or if in fact Alastor is right and there is no way to come back.
At only 83 pages, I breezed through this climatic ending quickly. I definitely would have liked some more pages to see what life had become “after”.
It was an enjoyable self-published release in the category of young adult and I would highly recommend giving it a try.
“What is it that you are thinking?” Alastor asked, his voice coming from every direction and very loud in the small space.
I sank deeper into the water and looked around the cramped bathroom. There was a soft rumble of laughter near the door. I turned to it just as Alastor appeared.
“Still upset with me?” He asked as he took shape.
“Yes,” I snapped as I tried to hide my nudity. “That was a horrible thing you did.”
Alastor smirked, “I think we can agree that both of us have done worse.”
“Is that why you don’t want me to bring you back?”
He crossed his arms and leaned back against the door, “Must we go over that again? Can you not just trust me and leave black magic alone?”
He could be frustrating! I forgot all about being embarrassed and naked. I stood and pulled a towel from the rack above me and wrapped it around myself, I stopped out of the tub.
“Why are you fighting me on this?”
“I’ve seen this before,” he said. He looked away so that I couldn’t read his expression. “During the war, Cajun soldiers carried their voodoo charms to protect them and keep them safe. They were all buried with their amulets.”
I walked over the to the sink and began combing my hair, “You could make the same argument against Christianity and crosses.”
“And I would be if you were going to see a priest about this madness.”
I didn’t understand. He didn’t believe in any of this, but he was dead set against it. It just didn’t make sense to me.
“Alastor, I just don’t understand. It almost seems like you don’t want to come back to me.”
He moved up behind me, making himself very solid. “Did you ever stop to think that maybe I don’t deserve another chance at life?”
I turned and faced him, focusing on his blue eyes until he seemed just as real as any other man.
“Alastor, I blamed you for everything that happened during the war,” I confessed never taking my eyes off him. “You promised that you would protect me and when I needed you the most, you weren’t there.”
His icy hand brushed my shoulder, “I would give anything to make that up to you.”
“You never got the chance because I shot you, remember?”
“I have forgiven you for that.”
“Yes,” I whispered, “But you never asked if I have forgiven myself.”