House of Stone by R. L. King : An Alastair Stone Urban Fantasy Novel (Alastair Stone Chronicles Book 18)
English | 2019 | Urban Fantasy | ePUB |592 Kb
House of Stone : The Past Lies Buried…
Alastair Stone isn’t proud of the dark deeds of his family’s past, but he thought they were just that—past.
when a routine renovation of his ancestral home releases a horde of
angry spirits bent on vengeance against anyone of his blood, he soon
learns that his family’s horrific acts were even worse than he ever
could have imagined.
Driven from his home, Stone must rally his most trusted friends and allies to discover the truth and find a way to exorcise the relentless spirits.
But the spirits aren’t the only threats unearthed. A powerful enemy from the past—one with forbidden and unspeakable powers—also has a vendetta against the Stone family. And that doesn’t even count the mysterious fiend in the sealed room… Stone has bested many monstrous enemies in his magical career—but is he strong enough to fight his own past?
“Ian. It’s your father. I hope I haven’t interrupted anything.” He didn’t really hope that—at this moment, he didn’t care too much about what he might have interrupted.
“Uh—oh, hi, Dad. Hold on.” More muffled sounds. Stone thought he heard another male voice, and then the music dropped to barely audible. “Something wrong? You don’t usually call this late.”
“I thought I might find you awake if I called now.” Stone forced his shoulders to relax; he hadn’t realized how much tension he’d been carrying in them. “Are you still in Greece?”
“Uh—yeah. Athens. I’m at a club right now.” He sounded sober, at least, which was something.
“Well, I won’t keep you long. But I want to ask you something.”
“Go for it.” In the background, the male voice spoke again, but Stone couldn’t make out any words. Ian’s own muffled voice sounded, then cleared. “Sorry about that. What do you need?”
“I’ll be heading to England tomorrow, to attend a wedding on Saturday night. And I’d like you to meet me there.”
There was a pause. “Meet you…there? In England? You want me to come to this wedding?”