The butterflies swirl again in Sera’s stomach. Perhaps they have brought along fireflies too, to light up her soul.
Christy A. CampbellTag: romance mystery depression suspense ghosts young-adult teens teen-fantasy young-adult-fiction young-love mystery-suspense teen-romance young-adult-fantasy young-adult-romance mystery-romance
He reflects on all the times he thought she wasn’t sure of her feelings for him, when perhaps she might’ve been taking a leisurely stroll across Elijah’s heart, leaving footprints behind that he’d never seen.
Christy A. CampbellTag: romance paranormal-romance mystery depression ghosts teens first-love teen teen-fantasy young-adult-fiction fantasy-fiction young-love young-adult-novels love-story mystery-suspense fantasy-young-adult fantasy-romance young-adult-fantasy young-adult-romance
How would Elijah ever understand a life that is dark more than light? Or a shadow of someone who follows her around, and when she least expects it, taps her on the back and asks, where are you going, Seraphina?
Christy A. CampbellTag: romance mystery conflict depression suspense ghosts young-adult teens teen teen-fantasy young-adult-fiction young-love mystery-suspense teen-angst teenage-love teen-fiction teen-romance young-adult-fantasy young-adult-romance
Mortals were such fickle creatures. They called into the dark, demanded answers and attention from forces they could not comprehend, and yet when they had that attention and those answers, they complained about them.
Philippa BallantineTag: god fantasy prayer gods paranormal ghosts supernatural mythology goddess goddesses
He stared at her, knowing with certainty that
he was falling in love. He looked the other way, Her face triggered through his heart, forcing him to look back, and admire that beauty!!
Soon He pulled her close and
kissed her beneath a blanket of stars,
wondering how on earth he'd been lucky
enough to find her...
Wait it was morning, the dream was actually over !!
Tag: heart ghosts lovers daydreaming reality-of-life
He used to call vampires "the breathing ghosts"- for, as he put it, we existed in a kind of limbo-land between the living and the dead. We breathed, but we were not alive. We flitted through the air, but we still left foot prints on the ground. We were, and are, neither one nor the other, but something else entirely.
Eleanor KeaneTag: quote vampires paranormal ghosts
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.
Jean RhysWhich do you think is more valuable to humanity?
a. Finding ways to tell humans that they have free will despite the incontrovertible fact that their actions are completely dictated by the laws of physics as instantiated in our bodies, brains and environments? That is, engaging in the honored philosophical practice of showing that our notion of "free will" can be compatible with determinism?
or
b. Telling people, based on our scientific knowledge of physics, neurology, and behavior, that our actions are predetermined rather than dictated by some ghost in our brains, and then sussing out the consequences of that conclusion and applying them to society?
Of course my answer is b).
Tag: science knowledge determinism society philosophy nature physics ghosts brains neurology laws-of-physics illusion-of-free-will
I believe ghost story writing is a dying art.
H. Russell WakefieldTag: ghosts ghost ghost-story ghost-stories
Mama wasn't dead...exactly. They all said she was, but when Elma was small, she seen Mama creep into her room at night, half-naked, head all bloodied red like when they found her by the well that day, and Elma reckoned dead just meant pretendin' you couldn't move or breathe until nightfall when you got up and walked around like you was free.
Shannon CelebiTag: freedom death free dead death-and-dying ghosts pretending dead-people death-of-a-loved-one dead-and-gone mama pretending-death
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