Only the gatekeeper can save his soul… It’s been four years since Dylan first encountered Derek, a demonic spirit, while under hypnosis. Now eighteen, Dylan is beginning to feel like he can lead a normal life again. His heart is set on college, and a charming classmate at school. But his plans come to a screeching halt when Derek makes a sudden reappearance, looking more sinister than ever. Father O’Brien has since passed away, leaving Dylan feeling scared and alone. Desperate for help, he turns to Evelyn Nardini, a skilled tarot reader and paranormal expert. After reading Dylan’s cards, Evelyn becomes convinced that the elusive hypnotist, Dr. Dark, holds the key as to why Derek has been able to reappear in Dylan’s life. As Dylan begins the search, Evelyn tries to come to terms with Derek’s motivations, as well as where the demon lives when he isn’t tormenting Dylan. She begins to suspect that Derek is utilizing some kind of gateway from Hell— one that must be destroyed at any cost. Things come to a twisted turn when Dylan finds Dr. Dark and realizes that the hypnotist is far more involved than he thought, and that without his help, Dylan has no chance of surviving the evil lurking in the shadows… "Great book! Evelyn and Dr. Dark were both great characters! I recommend to anyone who likes suspense. Fascinating!" - Reader "Enjoy this addictive journey through demons, mediums, and portals. I can't wait for the next book in this fascinating series." - D.K. "I love this book. It was an excellent and enthralling book 2 in what is shaping into a unique horror classic. It has twists and turns, surprises and fun in every turn of the page. It was a fun read. I encourage all horror fans to try it!" - Shawne "This installment of the Ghost Mirror Series is enlightening. It's a good read and I recommend it." - Reader "This is a great follow-up for the first book and a must read." - Amalthe "The story is really good." - Lori "I really enjoyed this book. I had a hard time putting it down!" - Beverly S. "Great story. I would recommend this book." - Jewel "I recommend this book to those of us who like a little creepy to our horror! There's no way I am missing book 3!" - Maureen Excerpt from Prologue He had initially grabbed the book because his history teacher had mentioned Nicolas Flamel, but all thought of homework went swiftly out of his head as he gazed at that definition. He imagined nothing short of wizards with long, sheet-like beards, and dusty, pointed hats. Who really practices dark magic? he thought, gazing up at the rows of books until they blurred together in his vision. He had to know. Liam spent the next two hours meticulously combing through the library, collecting any book that pertained to witches, palmistry, voodoo, and astrology. As he turned to go back to the table, the off-white fringes of a book, trapped under the bookshelf, caught his eye. He pried his fingers through the gap, coaxing the paperback free, inch-by-inch, until at last he could read the cover. In bright white letters, read a word that felt clunky on Liam's tongue. Necronomicon . He made his way to the circulation desk, silently thanking his grandmother for having gotten him his own library card two years ago. There was no way his parents would have checked out a book like this for him. "It's inappropriate," his mother would have said, spritzing her hand with sanitizer before she'd touch any of the books. Liam vowed to only read the book at night, after his parents had gone to bed. Clutching a flashlight, Liam read until he passed out every evening. He frowned over the strange references, and complicated scriptures, wishing he could make sense of them. Not being able to do so confused and intrigued him. Within a week, Liam was back in the library, fishing for more books. Aleister Crowley, parapsychology, the supernatural. He read everything he could get his hands on, including books the library dare not have. Study hall was spent at the computer lab, looking up satanic rituals, scribbling notes into a spiral bound notebook. He couldn't explain his desire, his need to know these things. Something itched at the back of his brain, quietly telling him that he was meant to venture down this path. It gave him purpose. It was a rainy afternoon when Liam Murphy came across instructions on how to summon a demon. He blinked over and over again as he stared at the screen. It was strange to see each step discussed in full, as if it were a common chemistry assignment. He wiped his hair from his eyes, making a mental note of the necessary ingredients. Five black taper candles, three silver bowls, chalk. He was fairly certain he could find everything he needed in the depths of his mother's Halloween décor. Two days later, he was ready to begin. Wafts of spaghetti made their way up to his room as he peeled the rug back, revealing the worn, wooden floor of his bedroom. With a gurgling stomach, and slightly shak