All Hallows Reunion

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Copyright© 2020 Heather Kinnane

ISBN: 978-0-3695-0238-4

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Audrey Bobak

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

To my hubby, for all your love and support.

ALL HALLOWS REUNION

Romance on the Go ®

Heather Kinnane

Copyright © 2020

Chapter One

Liane peered into the mirror as she slid the bright red lipstick over her lips, squeezing them together for even coverage. She took a step back to look over the full effect. The short, black sexy witch costume hugged her figure tight, emphasizing all her curves, and was missing only one thing: the black pointed hat. She picked it up and pulled it over her loose brown curls, poking her tongue out in concentration as she secured it in place with a couple of pins.

Perfect.

She took a deep breath to still the butterflies dancing in her stomach and headed out to join the buzz of noise in the rest of the house.

Oh, my God, you look stunning! Ali, dressed as a zombie with a very realistic looking gash down the side of her face, squealed her delight. We’re going to have so much fun. She picked up two bowls of chips and nodded to the bowl of punch, suitably spiked with a collection of alcohol and sweet liquors. Can you carry that?

Liane nodded and picked up the heavy bowl, carefully following Ali into the lounge room to deliver it, without spilling a single drop, to the trestle tables they had set up along one wall.

This looks amazing. Liane scanned the feast before her. Curried egg eyeballs filled one plate, miniature jack-o-lantern-shaped chocolates on another, and yet another had chocolate hedgehog spiders. Cracker biscuit fingers, complete with slivered almond fingernails, were waiting to be dipped into a blood-red tomato paste, and a too-bright green guacamole.

Thanks. Ali grinned. Caitlin did most of the Halloween-themed food. I’m just responsible for the chips and drinks. Oh, and most of the decorations.

A spooky laugh echoed through the room, and Ali’s back straightened.

That’ll be the doorbell, she said. I’ll be back, okay?

The room was already packed with everything from ghosts to witches to vampires, and the party had barely started. Liane wondered just how many more people were coming tonight. She wasn’t exactly a people person. Truth be told, parties made her anxious, but it’d