Meeting with My Maker. Hotel Paranormal, #0

There's no such thing as paranormal monsters. Right?I'm a broken shell of a woman, incapable of happiness, undeserving of joy.or that's what I tell myself, when I let my bible-thumping mama drag me to Hotel Paranormal, a place I'm certain doesn't exist."It will be fun, " she says. "You might meet someone. I might commune with your dead father, " she says. "Either that or meet someone new."My answer? No to everything she suggests, especially her erasing the memory of my beloved father with a new prospect.
The brochure says it will grant me pleasure beyond my wildest dreams in a place of opulence and decadence. So why do I end up in a room like a monastery? And, who's that dark, shadowy creature behind the mirror in my bedroom?Turns out he's a demon. And the more pain I feel, the more excited he gets. This is going to be interesting.**Meeting with my Maker is by Calinda B, is a unique fantasy laced with horror and romance.
Prepare to face the forbidden in a place where your darkest dreams and most horrifying fantasies, might just come true.