Inhuman by Sommer Marsden

Summary

Raging hormones, a dominant boyfriend, and a possible demonic possession. Just another day in the life of psychic medium Martee Hollywood.

Excerpt

I hid my face for a moment. I was losing my mind. I was as hot as a furnace, and the skin on my butt seemed to pulse mildly from my spanking. Trip had spanked me. Trip had spanked me. God. I shifted in my seat and ate a shrimp. It tasted like an eraser.

"So, she's afraid she's crazy," I said again.

"Didn't you hear me?" he asked. "About us? About you?"

I nodded. 'Yeah, but I don't want to start a brawl in the dining room. Can we talk about it upstairs? Please?"

I almost blurted it out right there. I am ovulating and I think we're supposed to have a baby but we cannot have a baby. We aren't married and, as dumb as that is, I would want to be. And I don't want to be married. Mostly. Only I sort of do, and I think my fucked-up gene pool is doing its best to continue the psychic line and.my God.my father talked about the undeniable pull of my mother right before I was conceived.

I bit my tongue.

Trip was no dummy. He caught the look. "Martee? Something you want to tell me?"

"Nope. Not right now. For now I thought we could focus on our friend. Our friend who thinks she's crazy. Our friend who needs us."

 

Review

Reviewed by Deanna at Ghost Writer Reviews

Rating: Four and a half stars

Martee Hollywood had an unusual gift- she was medium with great foresight, who happened to see and communicate with ghosts, but she was also overworked. In an attempt to gain some peace, she decided to 'hide out' in a hotel room with her lover and coworker, Trip, but it wouldn't be long before her friend Liz found her. Liz's cousin Bobby, had been institutionalized after his haunted visitation left him near insane, and they desperately needed Martee's help. Under deep duress, Martee could feel the inhuman seep into her mind, a being, unlike a ghost, had never been born but existed; creating an evil space in the lives it attached itself to. Bobby was its victim, but it appeared that Martee's unborn child was its goal, or was it?

Being a ghost hunting fan, I followed the rituals of this story with interest. Articulately written, it keeps the reader wondering what happens next.

Warning: This story is expressively graphic in a sexual nature, but the spooky story line itself is great.