Audio Blitz ~ ~Maggie by Mya O'Malley

Title: Maggie

Author: Mya O’Malley

Narrator: Emily Ember

Genre: Paranormal Mystery/ Romance

Cover Designer: Jena Brignola

Producer: The Audio Flow, LLC

Hosted by: Lady Amber's Reviews & PR

Blurb:

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to share your home with an unearthly spirit who can’t find closure? Living on the edge of a cemetery with souls dating back to the 1700s would be enough to spook anyone, but Naomi finds it oddly romantic, and becomes inspired to write her next novel. Why not, when her muse, Maggie, calls to her from beyond her own window?

After all, the story couldn't possibly be as complicated as Naomi's own love life. Torn between Ryan, the mysterious and seemingly perfect man she just started dating, and Bryce, the sexy single dad who recently moved in next door, Naomi must navigate the tangled web of dating—all while trying to solve the mystery of Maggie's death.

When things turn dangerous, Naomi quickly learns whom she can trust and, more importantly, whom she can’t. Will she be able to write Maggie’s story and finally give Maggie the peace she deserves?

Mya O'Malley was born and raised in the suburbs of New York City, where she currently resides with her family.

Mya's passion is writing; she has been creating stories and poetry since she was a child. She earned her undergraduate degree in special education and a graduate degree in reading and literacy.

Mya is a published writer of contemporary romance,young adult, and paranormal romance/mysteries. Presently, Mya's novels have been published by Solstice Publishing, Clean Reads, TouchPoint Press, and Blue Tulip Publishing.

Mya spends her free time honing her skills in photography, painting, and reading just about anything she can get her hands on. Mya loves to travel; she has visited several amazing locations such as Aruba, St. Lucia, Puerto Rico, Mexico, Costa Rica, Canada, and Australia. Mya is currently working on her twelfth novel.

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Sky high cliffs, the serene Hudson River, and blue skies

surrounded them. Seagulls screeched overhead as they made their

way up the wide, winding path. Maggie jumped out of the way as

a cyclist whizzed past.

     “Oh!”

     He grabbed her waist, holding her tight. “You need to watch

out for those guys. They can be relentless around here.”

     Didn’t she know it. The local roads were dominated by the

cyclists in the warm weather. More than once in the past few

weeks, Maggie had to pull over to the side of the road to allow

them to pass.

     “This is nice.” Maggie followed the sound of the gulls’ cries

overhead. Not a cloud in the sky.

     “It is, but then again, anything would be nice with you by

my side.”

     “Thanks.” She snuggled her head against his shoulder for a

moment as they walked hand in hand further up the path.

     Walking in a companionable silence, Maggie was happy. This

was nice, being here with him.

     “Would you look at that?” He pointed up toward the edge of

the cliff. Maggie could just about make out the tiny figures of two

people. She swayed slightly. They had to be nuts to get that close

to the edge. They had to be nuts period.

     “Yeah, well if you ask me, they’re crazy.”

     “Crazy? How do you figure?” His eyes bore into hers.

     “Going way up there? They must have a death wish.” Maggie

nearly shivered even though the temperature was mild.

     He stopped her, placing his hands on her shoulders. “You’re

afraid of heights?”

     “No, don’t be ridiculous.”

     “You are, aren’t you?” His eyes lit up.

     “If I’m not mistaken, it seems as if you’re deriving some kind

of sick pleasure from this,” Maggie mumbled, head down.

     “No, honey. No.” He wrapped his arms around her as more

cyclists scurried by. “I didn’t mean to react that way. It’s just that

in my eyes you’re perfect. I didn’t imagine you’d have a fear in

the world.”

     If only he knew. She had plenty of fears, but Maggie figured

most people did.

     “Really? That’s nice of you to say. Untrue, but nice.”

     “Come on. Say, what’s your greatest fear? Top fear of all

time?”

     Strange turn in conversation. “Where are you going with this

line of questioning?”

     He blew out a hearty chuckle. “Come on, it’s all in good fun.

I’m just trying to get to know you.”

     “Okay. Heights. My top fear is heights.” She wished to change

the subject but wondered what his own fears were now that the

topic was on the table.

     “What about you? What are you afraid of?”

     “I guess it would be drowning.” Yes, drowning was also high

on her list.

     He was uncharacteristically quiet. Now would be a good time

to lighten the mood.

     “Enough of this macabre talk. Back to the beautiful day before

us.” Maggie stepped away from him to spread her arms wide. His

face remained serious.

     “Yes, it would be drowning.”

     A dark look passed over his brown eyes. He had already

mentioned the fact.

     “Okay. Can we move on? Maybe talk about something else?”

     “Since you’re the one who brought it up, I guess so.”

     “I didn’t…” He was the one who had pointed out the hikers

up high on the cliff.

     “Yes, you actually did. But I suppose that’s neither here nor

there. I never learned how to swim, did you know that?”

     “No, I didn’t.” Maggie took a step away from his reach. She

felt uncomfortable with the vibe he was creating. More than

anything, Maggie wished he would just stop talking about his

fears, her fears.

     “Can you imagine that? Being raised without swimming

lessons?”

     Maggie could almost taste the hostility that was radiating off

him. Someone had unresolved issues from his childhood, it seemed.

     Now wasn’t the time to inquire about his past, though. Maggie

slipped her hands into her light sweatshirt, wondering if it was

time they should be heading back.

     “It’s getting late. What do you say we head back?”

     It was as if a switch had been flipped. There was no other

way to describe it. As suddenly as his mood had become dark and

brooding, he was now light and charming once more.

     “What? And miss out on sharing this spectacular day with

you?” He leaned over and kissed her. Hard.

     It was a bit uncomfortable, standing there in the middle of the

path, in plain view, being kissed with such intensity.

     “Come.” He led her off the path and into the thick of the woods.

She had no choice but to follow.

     He chuckled as he led her to a large boulder. “Here.”

     He scooped her up and placed her on top of the large rock.

Following suit, he climbed up the slight incline and joined Maggie.

Kissing her again, he cupped her head in his hands. Moments

later, his hands smoothed over her body.

     Maggie stiffened, pulling away. He sat back, eyes wide. “What

is it, Maggie? What the hell is the problem now?”

     “I’m just not ready.”

     Placing his head in his hands, he sighed dramatically. “You’re

not ready.” His laugh was sharp.

     “Why not? Didn’t I just tell you I love you?” His tone rose

in agitation.

     Was that why he had declared his love for her? Her face must

have given away her thoughts.

     “Are you kidding me? You think that’s why I shared my

feelings with you?” He stood and paced on the boulder. “Let’s go.

Time to go.”

     What had just happened here? How had everything

deteriorated in a matter of mere minutes? And how much of it

was her fault?

     “No. Don’t. Sit down. Please.” Her eyes looked up at his

height, pleading for him to stay.

     “I don’t get you, Maggie. I have to be honest here with you.

You’re kind of driving me crazy. Pushing my limits, you know?”

His face flushed red as he paced.

     How was she pushing him? “Sit, please just come back and sit

beside me.” Maggie patted the spot beside her, her lip trembling.

She didn’t know why he was so upset, only that she wanted things

to return to how they were prior to this walk by the river.

     “Fine.” He plopped himself beside her, leaving at least a foot

between them.

     Maggie reached over for him, taking his hand in hers. He

didn’t move closer but didn’t pull away either.

     “Maggie. You’re killing me. I love you. I freaking love you,

and I feel you not returning my feelings.”

     “I…”

     “Let me finish. I open up to you, try to show you how much I

love you and I’m met with a slam of the door.” His hands moved

dramatically. Maggie leaned back so that he wouldn’t swipe her

as he spoke.

     “No response from you, telling me that you love me back, and

now I can’t even show you how I feel.” He was upon her, grabbing

her face, his eyes intense.

     It was true. She hadn’t said she loved him back. She hadn’t

been ready. What she definitely wasn’t ready for was showing

him. The words slipped out of her mouth before she could think.