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Secrets COVER WITH SUBTITLEWhere the Secret Lies – a paranormal romance

A mansion (Haveli). A sealed door. A spirit. And a secret.
Nineteen-year-old Arianna and her family travel from London to India for a lavish wedding. Excitement turns to bewilderment and then curiosity when strange things start happening within the Haveli walls. A sealed door opens and Arianna is given Anjali’s diary, which recounts a romantic adventure that began during the bloody turmoil of partition in 1948.

So begins a paranormal experience that leaves Arianna stunned and demanding answers. Who is Anjali? Why did the door unseal for her? Is there something the spirit wants to show her? What could it possibly be? A haveli. A sealed door. A spirit. And a secret.

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Two Realms

realmToday, I welcome Marcia Carter on my blog, Inspiration, today. She will be giving us an insight into her books, Realm of Miotas, and Realm of Bynthcahal, and her inspiration behind it. Over to you, Marcia!

I’ve always been captivated and enamored by the many mystical places of the world. My favorites happen to be Stonehenge and Easter Island. I was amazed after completing and publishing my first book, Realm of Miotas, to find that in fact, there are many similar structures all over the world, but Stonehenge seems to get the most recognition. The Maoi statues that litter Easter Island, standing tall and proud, with little to no true explanation as to their creators or purpose, have also intrigued me. Their presence in our world has sparked my creativity and flow from their esoteric origin. Maybe I am a vivid dreamer, but I invite you to read about my dreams.

Realm of Miotas – Miotas is Gaelic for Myth – so in translation it is really Realm of Myth.

I have utilized a structure that was in ruins and reaffixed by Druids similar to Stonehenge in a forest. They unknowingly reassemble a portal to another realm. It only opens for a few hours, once every twenty years, when the hunter moon lies above the entrance, and aligns in the center of the stone formation. When it becomes close to dawn the doorway closes. All but one of the Druids crosses back and forth, until the doorway closes, leaving only one man to carry the tale of his friends disappearances. No one believes him and the man is deemed crazy.

The structure conceals itself in the forest to hide against anyone who is not true in heart. A group of gypsies later discover it, only to carry on the tale of the structure, until it is discovered again in the 1800’s by a couple families fleeing for their lives, hoping that the structure will be as it has been fabled about, a doorway to a new and magical world.

When the portal opens, the families enter, and they experience for themselves a world that Earth has been long disconnected from, Miotas. There they encounter many creatures and beings, such as fairies and odd looking creatures that resemble nothing like we’ve ever seen here. Also they meet the natives and begin to learn of their culture. A few surviving Druids that had long since crossed over to Miotas crave to return to Earth.

They find and reassemble another structure in Miotas; only to find that instead of being a portal to bring them back to Earth, it leads to a long closed Dark Realm, Druneul. Upon it’s opening, evil creatures cross over to Miotas to destroy and be released from confinement. Dormant guardian’s of the Realms of the Universe, Zemaxians, ten foot beings with Angelic features, awaken to aid the Miotian people, to fight against the darkness and try to close the doorway.

I do go into great length to build the plot in the book, for you to really get to know the main characters well, because many appear in its sequel, Realm of Bynthcahal.

Realm of Bynthcahal – Realm of Bynthcahal is the Realm of the Zemaxians.

I have given the Maoi definition for their creation, purpose, and value. In this story I was able to introduce many more creatures, fictional, as well as I used actual animals that have long been extinct in our world. My thoughts are, if a doorway did exist once, that they could have traveled back and forth between the worlds and could still exist there. Since the basics of the portals have already been explained in the first book, I dove into deeper depths with another world long disconnected from. One that has even more marvels than Miotas, but is an integral part to all of the Realms.

Thank you so much, Marcia. May I take this opportunity every success in your books, and writing career.

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Welcome to my next blog piece on the Paranormal. My next experience comes from  Joanne C. Laplante,  originally from Sudbury, Ont., Canada, now residing in Brockville, Ont. Canada. She tells us of her frequent premonitions which is very Joanneinteresting…


First premonition

In the autumn of 1970. I was in bed when I had a sad dream about my late grandmother Longchamps. I saw her doctor tell her she had breast cancer. I was shocked. I woke up and walked down the hall and into the kitchen. That is when I was living on Morris Street and didn’t understand what my dream was telling me at that time. I sat down at the table when I told my mom that her mom will be going to see her doctor. I told my mom that her mom has breast cancer. My mom said, “Peanut hashed. She doesn’t have breast cancer.” But I know in secret she had it.

Meanwhile Grandmother Longchamps stopped by at our apartment. We lived there until 1971 of the year my nana died. My mom sends me out of the room so I can show my grandmother the newest doll that I got from my dad which I did. I came back from the bedroom and could hear over the conversation between my mom and her mom. My grandmother said, “Deanna, don’t say anything to your dad about our conversation.” My mom nodded her head in agreement.

A few days later, the doctor told my grandmother there was nothing wrong with her. She was okay. She felt relief.  A month later, she turned fifty-six and she felt a lump on her breasts. The doctors examined her once again but this time the news wasn’t good. They wanted her to come to the hospital to have both breasts removed. She did but she also went for cancer treatment.  Within two months of being diagnosed, she died on Feb. 14, 1971.

 Second Premonition

I used to play bingo with my friend Eileen Gingras. Now she is no longer with us. A few months before she died, I had two premonitions. One of her death and the other of winning a lot of money.

Three months before Eileen died…

I was still in bed when my mom tried to wake me up without any success. I was telling my mom that I was dreaming about something. Every ten minutes she would walk into the bedroom and try to wake me up; again my answer was the same. I woke up at noon at last. I walked into the kitchen to ask my mom if we were still planning to go bingo and the answer was yes but she asked me why. I told her about the weird dream of winning a lot of money.

She said, “Peanut, we always say that we are going to win but we don’t.”

I said, “Mom this time I am sure we are going to win it. The number is 48 on the 48 ball and 48 cards. Remember this.”

My mom made a quick call to Eileen. Eileen said, “Deanna, get our table and we’ll be there before the first bingo starts.”

We got there early so we went to get our cards and the early bird special. Our friend shows up before the first bingo started. There was another friend was also showed up so I sat with her because I didn’t like the smoke. I was telling about the dream that I had that morning. She couldn’t believe it but she will believe it when she sees it.

We were going on the Lightening round. I had the first four numbers quickly and my fifth number came in. I shouted. I won $100. The next round I needed one more for two lines and got that bingo. I needed one more for the full card and got that too. Afterwards we went on to play the regular games and I bought some more of the super jackpot. Like my dream I won $1000 in 50 numbers or less. Eileen drove us back to my parents’ house that night. Eileen and my mom spoke for awhile. Eileen is going to her camp on the island for the weekend. She won’t be back until Sunday night. My mom said, “We will talk later in the week.”

That night I had the disturbing dream about Eileen. I wanted to warn her but my mom said it was too late but I will see her next week.

I said, “We won’t see her next week because she will drown and also her step-grandchild will drown too.”

The next morning my parents took off for the day for fishing at my aunt’s camp. They let me stay behind so I could sleep in. I didn’t sleep too well. My brother had to go to work at the grocery store. My parents left me with chores and I also had to meet a friend at the mall. I woke up at 11. I did my chores and then went to meet my friend before 12.

I was with my friend for a few hours. We had lunch outside at our favourite restaurant. Later we walked past a jewellery shop and I saw the time. I had to head back because my parents will be home soon from the day of fishing. My friend’s father drove me home. I got in the house and started to make dinner. My brother came in the house to change his clothes and said he won’t be eating with us. I had made chicken with potato wedges and salad. For dessert, I made a chocolate cake with chocolate icing. I cleaned up my mess in the kitchen. Whilst I was doing that, I looked out of the window and noticed  a flock of black birds. I say something to myself that someone has died. I put the radio on and they mention the police had to pull a truck out from the cold lake on the island. It was Eileen’s truck. There were two people in the truck who drowned. One person was an older lady and the other was a young toddler. They can’t release the names of these people without reaching the next kin.

On Monday morning the sound of the phone startled me because I was still in bed and the time was 10:10am. Alice Shank was a good friend to my mom and Eileen. Alice was asking us if we heard the news over the weekend. My mom said she went fishing with my dad on the weekend. Alice told my mom it was Eileen – she was killed in that weird accident over the weekend and had her step-grandchild with her. My mom had a stunned look on her face and couldn’t believe it at first. My mom went to Eileen’s funeral and after that we went to play bingo.

Over the years my mother figured something out on her own. That is Eileen was dying. Eileen was a heavy smoker and probably had lung cancer. Eileen probably had taken her own life. She was a lovely lady.

Third premonition

One day my parents were out to do some banking in the New Sudbury. It was around two in the afternoon when my mom’s sister wanted to talk to my mom about her husband. This aunt lived in Ottawa. On that day her husband went to the doctor with his wife, my aunt. He wanted a  check up as he hadn’t been feeling too good for the last few months. Just then the doctor asked my aunt to come in his office so he could talk with her and her husband. She found out he had been diagnosed with leukemia. My aunt was in tears.

That afternoon she phoned us to tell us the bad news.  It sounded like she was crying. I told her that I will let my mom know and to call her.

My aunt said, “Tell her to phone me as soon as she gets in the house.”

About an hour later my mom came in the house. I went over to her and told her about the phone call. I told her I had an awful feeling and felt she was crying.  My mom immediately called her and was in tears after the call ended. She told my dad and I about my uncle.

1995, two events will be on my mind forever. The first event  was a bomb blast in Ok in the early morning. My brother was in school and dad was at work. A day before my mom had to go to Ottawa because her brother-in-law was in a coma, not knowing it was to almost to be his last few days on Earth. That Monday night, I ordered a pizza when my mom phoned us to tell us that uncle just passed away.

She wanted to talk to my dad but he was working overtime. I told her I will tell dad about it. Two or three hours later he came in the house. I told my dad that my uncle died at 7.

He said, “Let’s gets our suitcases out” and we headed out for Ottawa in the morning. My brother came in the house and saw us getting our suitcases out. He knew immediately and we didn’t have to say nothing to him about it.


Thank you Joanne for this wonderful insight. I find this kind of paranormal experiences fascinating and believe in it greatly.

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Where the Secret Lies – a Paranormal Romance by Malika Gandhi

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I am writing this post for a specific reason – to gain an insight into paranormal activities on different levels. First of all, what does the word ‘paranormal’ mean? In the dictionary, it is described as “anything beyond scientific explanations or reasoning“.  So, does it refer to spirits or ghosts?  I think so. Even though we have seen footage from the enthusiastic paranormal film maker and the over-zealous photographer, how do we know it is real? How can we be sure that what they are showing us is the truth and not something made up? We don’t know or can’t be sure, ever. But we can believe. Leicester-20130313-00866 - Copy

Have we ever seen God? No, but we Believe. It is the same with paranormal activities – we can claim to have seen a ghost/spirit or heard something “go bump in the night” but we cannot prove it. This is no science but a type of faith – a belief that ghosts/spirits DO exist.

What is the difference between a spirit and a ghost? Is there a difference?? In my thinking, a spirit is someone who looks out for his/her loved ones after his/her passing. A ghost is someone who lurks between two places after death, unable to move on. This is just a thought, my opinion but the fact could be that there is no real difference; both the ghost and spirit are one. After all, cannot a ghost look out for you after his/her death?

I have to admit, the thought of meeting a spirit frightens the hell out of me and as yet I have not ever met a spirit or ghost. Do I want to?  Yes – if he/she is kind and not intent on scaring me! The majority of us do not like the unknown and so anything like a spirit or ghost is not something we want to face!


In the living world, there are many people who claim to be mediums. They are able to See, Sense, Hear and Talk to spirits/ghosts. They are able to help a family member reach out to the dead to help them overcome their grief or troubled hearts. I often wonder if the mediums are true or money-making scammers. As I write, a popular movie comes to mind: Ghost – with Whoopie Goldberg, who played a fake medium but who was actually a real one, something she was unknown of until she met a ghost. So perhaps, there is a real medium out there and perhaps they do not want anyone to know they see, hear and can talk to a paranormal being. To be able to contact a spirit in any way is a gift, but that gift may not be welcome to the person receiving it.

Paranormal Experiences

From personal experience, I feel my grandmother is always with me, even though reincarnation is one of my great beliefs. Can a soul who has moved into another body, still be able to “look” out for their living loved ones? Is there a connection? The living and the dead world work in mysterious ways that no can actually prove but who is to say they are not real?

Here are some real experiences from people who have seen, heard and sensed a ghost/spirit, some stories will freak you out and some are just curious…

Ouija Board Message

As a child, my stepmother would use a Ouija board to decide whether to go shopping in Slough or Windsor. She was, to say the least, a bit ‘odd’. Anyway, one day she was consulting the Ouija board and, as usual, had dragged myself and my brother in on the affair. Now I will grant you that we did sit in on these things with a mix of awe and scorn, but this particular evening was particularly disturbing. My stepmother made contact with a deceased family member who was chatting away as animatedly as one can with an upturned glass spinning around a board highlighting one letter at a time, when the spirit suddenly told us that, that very night, someone close to us would die. It was a little unsettling and prompted my brother and I to interrogate the spirit further, but no matter how hard we pressed, the spirit would reveal no more. That night, about an hour after we had all gone to bed, my Uncle Roger sped off the road in his car and was killed instantly.

 One Last Goodbye

In our home in NY, we always had a large portrait of my maternal grandparents with their four children (my mom, her sister and two brothers) up on a wall along the stairs. About two weeks after my mom passed away (my parents lived with us in that house), that portrait (which was in a heavy wooden frame and hung there for years) just up and fell off the wall. It had never happened before and it had hung there for many years hooked by a wire over a picture hanger and had always been secure. I always felt it was my mom saying one last goodbye to us. She had come home from the hospital during her final illness, with Hospice attending and she passed away at home just like she wanted. I am sure rational people would say, years of traffic going by had somehow loosened the picture and it just was coincidence. But I felt her presence when it happened.

Period Ghosts

We used to have ghosts walk through our apartment when we lived downtown. It was disconcerting at first but we got used to them. Just watched them walk through. Could see through them. She wore a long skirt and white blouse, both were dressed in about period 1890 clothes I’m guessing. They didn’t speak to any of us the whole time but we’re not psychic. They didn’t even act as if they noticed us. Think we got introduced the second day living there when this hand and nothing else opened the front door.

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Malika Gandhi is the author of Where the Secret Lies – a Paranormal romance with a twist! It has a sealed door, a spirit and a secret. A suspense you cannot put down…


A mansion (Haveli). A sealed door. A spirit.

And a secret.

A secret only the spirit knows – and only nineteen-year-old Arianna can set free.
Arianna and her family travel to India from London, for a splendid wedding. Excitement soon turns secondary when strange happenings transpire within the Haveli walls. Hitherto, a sealed door opens and Arianna is given Anjali’s diary.

And so begins a paranormal experience that leaves her stunned. Arianna wants answers. Who is Anjali? Why did the door unseal for her? Is there something the spirit wants to show her?


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