Resurrection (Vengeful Spirits Book 3)

Redemption has a Price in Resurrection

Maya Pendleton has escaped the curse that bound her to darkness, but salvation comes at a cost. Reborn as a guardian spirit, she’s tasked with defending the living from demonic threats—her penance for a bloodstained past. In Gideon’s Hollow, she finds a new purpose… and a man unknowingly carrying the seeds of destruction.

Davis Shetland just wants peace. Haunted by possession and trauma, he relocates to a quiet town, hoping to rebuild. But peace slips through his fingers when a malevolent spirit follows him—and finds deadly company in the lingering echo of an ancient evil. When a dark ritual unleashes the undead, Davis and Maya are forced into an uneasy alliance to stop a rising tide of horror.

As demons stir and the dead walk, two wounded souls must confront their deepest regrets—and decide what they’re willing to sacrifice to protect what remains.

Resurrection is the gripping third installment in Michelle Godard-Richer’s Vengeful Spirits series.

Start reading Resurrection today and follow Maya and Davis as they fight for redemption in a world where even the dead won’t stay buried.

Excerpt from the book

Maya Pendleton’s spirit popped out of her body like a cork from a bottle of wine. The rage that had plagued her since the previous night disappeared, and her soul filled with light. As she floated into the sky, memories of her mother Susan’s calming voice and the silky texture of Millie’s fur flooded her with love.

Around her, the twenty-five other women she’d freed from the witch’s curse floated upwards with smiles on their faces and light in their eyes. Their abandoned bodies lay in the forest. For her mother’s peace of mind, Maya prayed someone would make the grisly discovery. After all that had happened, she felt confident her prayers would be answered.

Joy, happiness, love and peace flooded her as she entered the white light, the other women behind her.

Now we’re free.

For a moment the brightness of the light blinded her. Once her eyes adjusted, she glanced over her shoulder, but the other women were no longer there. She drifted alone through the pure white tunnel towards the unknown. Ahead of her she sensed a presence filled with immense power, reminiscent of the Dark God but his opposite in every way.

As Maya drew nearer, she came upon a female being who stood at least ten feet tall. She wore a white, one-shoulder dress that floated around her ankles, leaving her bare feet exposed. Long, golden, wavy hair fell to her knees, and on her head she wore a crown made of live branches with leaves and full blooms of white flowers Maya didn’t recognize.

Maya met her gaze. “Are you Mother Earth?”

A warm smile spread across the woman’s lips. “I am. Call me Mother. It’s simpler, don’t you think? And you are Maya Pendleton.”

“Thank you for freeing me from the Dark God.” Maya hung her head. “Although after murdering six men, I don’t know that I deserve to stand in your presence.”

“Under the witch’s curse you did kill six men. But you also freed the souls of twenty-five women and your own. In the process you forfeited immortality to choose light over darkness.”

“I did. My parents raised me to be a good person.” Tears filled Maya’s eyes. Since her father’s death, her mother had only her. Now her mother would have no one.

Mother wiped Maya’s tears away with the edge of her dress and caressed her cheek. “I would offer you access to my eternal forest, but I don’t think you’re ready to let go of life on Earth.”

Over the goddess’s shoulder, a forest brimming with light appeared. Tall trees soared impossibly high, home to squirrels eating nuts and birds perched in their branches and singing.

The tranquility and peace of nature beckoned Maya forward while her love for her old life tugged her in the opposite direction. “Is my father in the forest?”