Author: Brina Courtney You think seeing ghosts is weird? Tell me something I don't know.
Published On: 2011-12-30
Genres: Fantasy, Fiction, Love & Romance, Paranormal, Romance, Science Fiction, Young Adult
Publisher: Laurelis Press Pages: 218
My childhood best friend Jeremy, happens to be a ghost.
My life is a puzzle, and the biggest piece missing has been my dad. Since his disappearance when I was six it's been tough, but Jeremy has been by my side through it all.
But now Jeremy has gone missing too and I feel like I'm never going to get all the answers I've been looking for.
Fate intervenes when Hugh, a real live college beefcake, starts taking an interest in me. He divulges that he also shares my little "gift" of seeing the dead I know I'm finally getting closer to finding all the pieces.
However, the more the puzzle is completed, the more questions I have.
Senior year is hard enough as it is, but clearly I like a challenge.
You think seeing ghosts is weird? Tell me something I don't know.
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AND AS A BONUS!
Here is an excerpt from Brina’s upcoming release, the Camryn Cross series,
releasing October 27…
“You have to run. You have to go now Camryn!”
My blood pumped through my body like it was on fire. I didn’t want to leave but
something was telling me to go. Something besides my frantic mother.
“I don’t understand! What’s going on?”
My father looked at me sternly. “The world is falling apart. You have to go, to be safe.”
I shook my head. “You have to come with me,” I pleaded. I was only seventeen, I didn’t
want to go alone.
The looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with the liquid from their tears. My mother
nodded. “Take Kiley,” my father said.
“Kiley? But shouldn’t she be with her family?”
“She won’t have a family soon. Now go pack a bag for camp. I’ll call her family.”
“It’s the right thing to do,” my mother agreed solemnly.
“But you have to tell me why! Why do you want me to go to camp? I haven’t been there
My mother grabbed me and pulled me into a warm hug. “It’s the only place you’ll be
safe. You’ll be with your own kind.”
I pulled away from her, “My own kind? What the hell does that mean?”
My mother looked away. I looked to my father for comfort. “Dad, what is she talking
about?” He sighed. “She’s talking about other babies that were born like you. People who are
special. You, Camryn, you are so special.”
Special. My own kind. My heart raced. Who was I?