Rowan Gant Investigations by M. R. Sellars (Books 1-10)
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Overview: Born February 20, 1962, M. R. Sellars has studied many different religions and belief systems, both mainstream and obscure. To this day Sellars remains an avid student of the religious diversity which surrounds us, and often gives group lectures on request in order to help dispel the many myths and misconceptions that surround the practice of WitchCraft.
An avid member of The Nature Conservancy and the World Wildlife Fund, Sellars resides in St. Louis with his wife and daughter. Locally, their home is known to be a haven for neglected and abused animals, and the ever changing population stands for the moment at one dog and eight cats. Currently, Sellars is collaborating on a cookbook, as well as researching the Rowan Gant Investigation Series.
M. R. Sellars is the recipient of the Linda White Literary Excellence and Shrewsbury Mystery Society’s Silver Quill Awards for the short stories upon which Harm None, the first Rowan Gant Mystery novel is based.
Genre: Thriller
1) Harm None
*THE WITCH AND THE DEAD…*
They say dead men tell no tales. I really wish that were true, because the dead tell me more than I ever wanted to know, and they just never shut up.
My name is Rowan Gant. I’m just an average guy… Nobody really…well, except for the fact that I’m a Witch. That last part is the reason I’ve become the go-to guy for the local cops whenever a murder is a little beyond the pale and they need a consultant with knowledge of the Occult. I didn’t actually want the job, but apparently, the job wanted me and it wasn’t taking no for an answer.
But that’s now. This is the story of then. You see, my life used to be pretty calm, but a homicide detective friend of mine is about to ask me to decipher some symbols that were found at a crime scene. The police need answers, and I’m the unlucky bastard who is going to come up with them. Of course, fate being what it is, every answer is just going to beg more questions that drag me deeper into this mess, and there won’t be any turning back. Not for me, anyway…
My life is about to change forever, and from what I can see–and even feel–it’s not going to be good.
In fact, it’s going to be downright evil…
2) Never Burn a Witch
Take one part twisted sociopath and add a double shot of psychosis-fueled misinterpretations of Bible scripture and prophecy, then toss in a copy of a fifteenth-century Witch hunting manual known as the Malleus Maleficarum. Mix well. What do you get? An even more twisted sociopath who now believes he is on a divine mission from God to single-handedly resurrect the Inquisition of medieval Europe-and he is armed with the instructions for doing so. Set him loose on the world and he becomes a serious problem. Set him loose in Saint Louis and he becomes my serious problem. My name is Rowan Gant. The police call me their "Occult Practices and Alternative Religions Consultant." That is just their media-friendly spin on what I really am-that being the unofficial Witch of the Major Case Squad. You see, there is a bit more to me than just a cranium filled with arcane knowledge of religious history and the occult. I also have this unwanted affliction-I can hear the voices of the dead. To be specific, I hear murder victims crying out to me from the dark hereafter. The more heinous their deaths, the louder they are. Not all Witches can hear them. I’m just unlucky that way, I guess. At any rate, you can rest assured, given the torture and murder spree this latest psycho is on, the din inside my head right now is damn near unbearable…
3) Perfect Trust
DEAD I AM, DEAD I AM…
Apparently coming toe-to-toe with two
different spree killers in less than two years can cause you to suffer from PTSD–or so they tell me. I suppose I can’t really argue the point since I *actually do* have all of the associated symptoms. Unfortunately, I have even more trauma and stress coming my way, courtesy of a serial sexual predator that is prowling Saint Louis, and he has just added homicide to his resume. I know this because a dead college cheerleader told me all about it. I guess that last comment sort of begs an explanation, doesn’t it?
To make a long story short, my name is Rowan Gant. The spirits of murder victims talk to me–actually, *scream at me* would be a better description. The police seem to find this curse of mine useful, so they call me in to help out from time-to-time. On the paperwork it says I’m their "Occult Practices and Alternative Religions Consultant." That’s the fancy title for the brass and the media; not that they’re fooled, mind you. Everyone knows that what I really am is the unofficial Witch of the Major Case Squad.
But back to those voices… Some are louder than others. Some are more insistent that I help them move on. And others…well, others are downright demanding and won’t take no for an answer. They do more than just talk. They crawl inside my skin, and then things get *really weird*.
Like right now with this dead cheerleader, for instance. She takes demanding to a whole new level, and ever since she showed up I haven’t been feeling at all like myself. To be honest, I’m not sure I even know who I really am anymore…
3) Perfect Trust
Rowan Gant used to be just an average Witch, but then the spirits of murder victims started coming to him for help. Life just hasn’t been the same since.
In a span of less than two years, Rowan’s curse has brought him face to face with not one but two serial killers. In both instances, he was lucky to survive. Now still recovering from the post-traumatic stress of his painful visions, all he wants is to spend a peaceful Yuletide season at home with his wife and friends.
Unfortunately, the vengeful spirit of a dead college cheerleader has a different holiday celebration in mind.
Once again, Rowan is thrust headlong into a murder investigation as a civilian consultant to the Greater Saint Louis Major Case Squad and his best friend, homicide detective Ben Storm. However, the dark visions now playing out in his mind’s eye bring the twisted desires of a deranged predator far too close to home, making Rowan doubt his own sanity – and perhaps even innocence.
4) The Law of Three
My name is Rowan Gant. I’m a Witch with an unfortunate gift–I can hear the voices of the dead. Not just any dead, mind you. I hear the spirits of murder victims. Personally, I think of it as a curse. The cops, on the other hand, consider my uncommon talent an invaluable investigative tool, which is why I often work for them as a consultant. Too often, unfortunately, and believe me, it is taking a serious toll…
Just over one year ago I was called in to help the Major Case Squad track down Eldon Andrew Porter, a spree killer determined to resurrect the Witch hunts, trials, and executions of the 15th century. He left a string of tortured bodies and screaming souls in his wake, and then he turned his violent attentions to me. Fortunately, I survived our face-to-face encounter, though just barely. After that, Porter disappeared–*vanished without a trace*–and he stayed that way. *Until now, that is…*
Eldon Porter is not the kind of fanatical sociopath who simply gives up, and to be honest, I never believed he would. I’ve been expecting this all along. Now he is intent on giving me a one-way ticket to Hell, with an extended preview right here on Earth. But he should make no mistake–if I’m going, I have absolutely no intention of taking the trip alone.
If I have to kill him before he kills me, I will. Whatever it takes, *I am going to end this…***
5) Crone’s Moon
It is common belief that a person’s sanity is affected by the phases of the moon– in particular the full moon– hence the often-used term, "lunatic."But, for some the descent into lunacy can come during a different phase, such as the semi darkness just prior to the new moon.A phase that Witches call, "The Crone’s Moon."A time meant for inner reflection.A time meant for divination.For Rowan Gant, however, this particular Crone’s Moon will bring only tainted thoughts.
6) Love Is the Bond
**BEAT ME, WHIP ME, KILL ME…**
I have this unusual problem on my hands–a female serial killer…a female *sexual predator serial killer*, to be exact. That makes her not only unusual, but incredibly rare as well. She has an intense appetite for sadistic kink when it comes to the demise of her prey, and she definitely doesn’t constrain herself to just "whips and chains," if you get my meaning.
I’m sure you are wondering what makes her *my* personal problem. Well…that’s kind of a long story, so I’ll just give you the high points.
My name is Rowan Gant, and I’m a consultant for the Greater Saint Louis Major Case Squad. It’s a sometimes rocky partnership, but in general the cops find me useful to have around since I can hear the voices of the dead. Talking to "ghosts" is a bizarre affliction, yes, even for a Witch like me, but I’ve learned to live with it–*sort of*. Mind you, I’m not at all happy about this curse of mine, but it’s not like I have any say in the matter. I didn’t choose it… *It chose me*. The worst part, though, is that every single time I help the police with a case, the psychic garbage that comes along with it follows me home.
And, that brings me back around to the homicidal sociopath in high heels. There is more going on with her than just your average crazy, but I can’t quite put my finger on what it is. *Not yet, anyway…* I’m pretty sure that’s why I’ve got an extra bad feeling about this one–*a very extra bad feeling*. In fact, I think this mess is going to do more than simply follow me home. I think it is planning to *move in… *
7) All Acts of Pleasure
At 1:52 PM, November 18, Rowan Gant’s wife, Felicity O’Brien was arrested and charged with a string of brutal murders.
Due to a number of bizarre and almost inexplicable events leading up to her arrest, even she is unsure of her own innocence, let alone her sanity.
Rowan’s faith in her, however, remains unshaken, and he will stop at nothing to find the real killer. The only problem is, the woman he is looking for has been dead for more than 150 years.
All Acts Of Pleasure is the powerful and revealing sequel to the Rowan Gant Investigations biggest cliffhanger to date, Love Is The Bond.
8) The End of Desire
EVIL HAS A NAME, AND IT IS MIRANDA .
A legacy of darkened desires and magick gone terribly wrong. If Rowan Gant’s wife, Felicity, is ever to heal, the sadistic serial killer calling herself Mistress Miranda must be stopped. Of course, simply finding her will be a trick, because she’s not exactly who she appears to be.
Even then, stopping her may simply not be enough. When a blood connection is cemented by magick from all sides, the expression ‘thicker than water’ doesn’t even begin to cover it.
If sanity is to once again reign, a forgotten spell must first be broken. An incantation bound in love, but cast in fear; one that is now growing stronger every minute it remains unchecked.
Breaking a spell should be child’s play for a seasoned Witch like Rowan. The problem is realizing exactly which spell he needs to break.
The End Of Desire is the final chapter of the gut wrenching Miranda Trilogy.
Or is it?
9) Blood Moon
**AND THE MOON BECAME AS BLOOD…**
Hell has a way of changing a person; I’m proof of that, because I’ve spent the last several years there–*figuratively, of course*–although I sometimes wonder if there really is any difference. Am I living proof? Well, that remains to be seen. I’m alive, yes, but I’m not sure I’m what you would call *living*.
My name is Rowan Gant, and I’m a Witch. Unfortunately, I’m not just your average, run-of-the-mill Witch. I’m afflicted with a horrible curse–I can hear the voices of the dead. Murder victims for the most part… The more heinous their deaths, the louder they scream inside my head, and that’s my E-ticket ride on the proverbial "lake of fire." Trust me, skip it and go for the roller coaster.
The voices in my head are also why I *used to have* a love-hate relationship with the police. Most of them thought I was certifiable, and to be honest, I’m not so sure they were wrong. A few were more open-minded about my ability. Even so, love me or hate me, they all agreed on one thing–*I cleared cases for them. *
But, that was then… I’m retired now, and I’m putting all of that behind me. They say the candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long… If that’s true, I must have burned like a blowtorch, because I’ve got nothing left to give; not even a spark. I just want to go back to normal. I want to return to the days before the spirits of the dead started using me as a marionette in the world of the living.
So, like I said, I’m retired now, or that’s what I keep telling myself, anyway.
You see, there’s a little snag in my new life plans–*apparently the dead won’t accept my resignation… *
10) Miranda
Rowan Gant is a Witch with a curse… The spirits of the dead just won’t leave him alone. Still reeling from the unsettling outcome of his most recent case with the Saint Louis police department’s Major Case Squad, Rowan once again finds himself face to face with an unearthly incarnation of evil-Miranda, the spirit of a 19th century serial killer that simply refuses to remain dead. However, this time the confrontation is by his own choice because old magick that Rowan believed he held in check is escaping its bonds, and Miranda’s legacy of torture and death has begun anew.
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