Gina’s plan for her afterlife is simple: survive as long as possible. The afterlife is a ghost-kill-ghost kind of place. When she meets newly-dead Alec, she can’t help her desire to protect him. Before she knows it, she finds herself falling for him, despite the little voice in her head telling her it’s a bad idea.
Alec’s goals don’t mesh well with Gina’s plans. Determined to save his living sister from a murderer, he’s willing to disobey the laws of a well-established cult in the afterlife. If the cult finds out, they’ll kill him. Again. He’s hesitant to accept Gina’s help and threaten her afterlife, but he’s guaranteed to fail without her. Together they embark on a perilous mission, but the most dangerous aspect of all is the threat of falling in love. Because in the afterlife... love is death.
Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / ParanormalI like to say that my ranking has a heart beat. I often work to promote the book and during my promotions I'll get up into the 60,000's for amazon ranking. Book 2 will be coming out later this year and I'm sure that will boost sales greatly.
"Hey," I said softly. "What's going on?"
He bit his lower lip and shook his head. "Nothing."
He was lying. Something was bothering him, and that was dangerous.
I heard a rare sound: birdsong, but it was clear, not muffled, which meant it was a ghost. I searched for it. There!
"Look, quick." I pointed at the ghost of a black-capped chickadee a few feet away.
Alec smiled. The little bird twittered in its usual way and hopped across the grass, head turning in jerks like birds always do. It took wing, and I knew what that meant.
"Watch," I whispered.
In the middle of a flap the bird disappeared. Its water dropped and splashed on the grass, and for a moment the afterghost continued to fly, swooping and twisting in the air before it disappeared as well.
"What the…?" Alec looked shocked.
"Birds don't stay in the afterlife. Not for long."
"Why not?"
"Soul sickness. They get here, realize there is nothing like them around, and they get sick." I held my breath. "The same can happen to you if you're upset about something."
Alec looked me in the eyes. His stare was intense, as if he wanted to tell me something. Then he tore his gaze away. "I'll be fine, Gina."
I wanted to swear. He wouldn't be fine. I could see it. I could feel it. He was going to die again if he couldn't get himself out of that mood.
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Translated by Yana Ferreira
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Translated by Josselynne Tellez
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Author review: The translation was pretty good. I had to check the work thoroughly, though. The first translation submitted had several chapter scrambled or missing. Can't imagine what would have happened if I'd published it without noticing. The readers would have been utterly confused! |
