Author M.M. Shelley

As you may have noticed I have been working on a new YA Murder on Mars. This story is set in New Orleans, LA a place where I had spent a few days with some amazing friends. It was August of 2008, yes August!! One thing about traveling is that I never remember what the weather was like, only the highlights from my trips and there were a lot of them. But, before we knew it we were back on the plane headed home.  I really enjoy history, and I make it a point to include this in the places I travel to and I'm always amazed at what I find. So I dragged my friends with me to a few sites that I had to see before we left. It was a good thing that I had a friend who lived in New Orleans at the time and was able to show us around town and when not-- we took in some tours. I was a little disappointed in the tours that were offered, but not so much that it would keep me from returning to the city. In my paranormal Murder on Mars, there is one thing I would like to share first. ...

Here it is: The cover for Murder on Mars! A paranormal force has lured Ava to New Orleans, where shadows lurk behind every corner and an unknown power has yet to be unleashed. There is a darkness in New Orleans, one that has brought sixteen year old Ava Lopez to the city in search of her best friend, Dyson. A dark crime has been committed, and there are supernatural forces involved.  Three sisters who whisper "fate" are awaiting the arrival of the Guardian.  Shadow People fiercely haunt the city, unchallenged, but Ava senses that Dyson may be involved with their crimes.   She must discover the secret that the Shadows are so determined to keep hidden. Ava will have to risk everything, because where the Fates are concerned there are no second chances.

Here is my short story, Haunted Souls, it takes place in the year 1912 during a crossing of the Atlantic Ocean on a well known ship: Titanic. I look forward to your thoughts on this one. Chapter One April 10th 1912 Southampton England           As I looked across the vast expanse of the ocean I waited for what was coming. After all, it was the reason I was sent here. Not that I had a choice in the matter, it was not a task I would have chosen, it was not the life I would have chosen, no, I was born into it much like a prince is born to inherit a crown, it is my destiny. Destiny is a word I’ve always hated.  Turning away I gave one last look at those who were waving goodbye to their loved ones with eager merriment. The excitement of the passengers around me electrified the air and for a moment I lost myself in it. These were the moments that I appreciated the most; the moments when I could feel human, feel that I belonged to thi...