Genre: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
Published: February 13, 2016
Publisher: Belisama Press
Pages: 145
Source: Red Moon Book Tours
Synopsis:
Don't believe what they tell you in movies and on TV;
ghosts don't haunt people. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying there's no such
thing as ghosts, I'm just saying they don't haunt living people – because
basically they don't know we're here.
How do I know that? Because I can see them. I have since I was a little kid. But I didn't have a grandmother who taught me how to help people move on, or Bruce Willis as my ghost shrink. Nope, I just got to stand around like a zombie staring at people nobody else could see, wondering if it was me or the rest of the world who was crazy.
Then, just when I'd worked out what my version of 'normal' was, and was content with it, Jake came along - the anomaly - the Grey who didn't play by the rules. What was worse, he couldn't be just any old Grey, could he? Oh no, he had to be the most gorgeous guy I'd ever laid eyes on, living or dead. And he was set on rocking my world, whether I liked it or not.
After a lifetime of
teaching others to appreciate the written word, Aussie author Nhys Glover
finally decided to make the most of the Indie Book Revolution to get her own
written word out to the world. Now, with more than 100,000 of her ebooks
downloaded internationally and a winner of 2013 SFR Galaxy Award for 'The Titan
Drowns', Nhys finds her words, too, are being appreciated. Living in the
beautiful Yorkshire Dales of England, Nhys these days spends most of her time
"living the dream" by looking out over the moors from her window as
she writes the kind of novels she loves to read. The ones that are a little bit
different and wholly romantic.Author Links:
Website
My Rating:
★★★★☆
My Rating:
★★★★☆
Review:
I received this book from Red Moon Book Tours for the book tour, all reviews and opinions are my own. If you would like to check out the rest of the blog tour click here for the official schedule.
The two characters were Jake and Beth, I liked how the chapters were separated and you got to see both of their points and each of their feelings. Many paranormal romances has a lot of action this one didn't but that did not dissuade from the story. I really liked how cute Jake and Beth were toward each other. It was like the girl next door kind of story but with ghosts and some other stuff mixed in. Beth grows a lot in a short amount of time. She learns more about her gift and learns to not only trust in that gift but believe in what she is doing.
Beth also has a sister named Charlie and though I didn't really like Charlie I definitely think she can be a redeemable character. I understand how some people fear things that go against what they believe in and will fight whatever is against them with all they have before believing, but it's her sister. I am interested in seeing how Charlie comes along in the rest of the series.
Beth also questioned everything and wasn't afraid to find out the real answers she might have been scared of the possibilities but that did not stop her from seeking those answers. Jake fought it a little but would rather know the truth in the end, I like how even though both of their worlds are coming undone they are both their for each other when it matters.
Beth also has a sister named Charlie and though I didn't really like Charlie I definitely think she can be a redeemable character. I understand how some people fear things that go against what they believe in and will fight whatever is against them with all they have before believing, but it's her sister. I am interested in seeing how Charlie comes along in the rest of the series.
Beth also questioned everything and wasn't afraid to find out the real answers she might have been scared of the possibilities but that did not stop her from seeking those answers. Jake fought it a little but would rather know the truth in the end, I like how even though both of their worlds are coming undone they are both their for each other when it matters.
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Excerpt:
"What do I look like to you? I assume there's some reason you think I'm a ghost," her voice went up at the end as a question, and her pale eyebrows lifted too. Was she making fun of me?
I decided two could play at that game. "Is this where I'm supposed to say you're pretty?"
She laughed and shook her head. "I'm not my sister. I have no illusions about my looks. And if you said I was pretty I wouldn't believe you. So, no. I want to know why you call me a ghost."
I sobered up and decided to address the elephant in the park directly. "I can see through you. You aren't solid and colourful like the rest of us. Like the tree behind us." I hated to break it to her. After all, she said she wasn't dead, and yet she obviously was. How was someone supposed to break something like that to a ghost?
She looked at her own hand, as if trying to see it as I did. Of course, she wouldn't.
"It's okay. You can go to the Light or whatever. They say it's great on the other side," I found myself muttering stupidly. Crap, this was not as easy as it seemed on TV.
She looked up at me, her eyes filled with compassion and empathy. "So they say. Do you want to know what I see when I look at you?"
I hadn't thought about that. Wouldn't she see me like the rest of the people around us? I mean, we're the living, after all.
Her eyes became even more sympathetic and I began to feel like an idiot who was missing the point somehow. I could see she was fighting not to reach out and comfort me with a touch.
"You're transparent to me, too. I call you Greys. And there aren't fifty shades of you. You're all just one transparent grey."
It was my turn to look at my hand. It was as solid as it always was. Maybe she was just saying that to get even with me for breaking the news to her so badly?
"I'm as solid as those people sitting over there," I nodded with my head to the three co-eds and one guy sitting on the grass no more than ten feet away. Already they'd looked my way a couple of times, clearly wondering who I was talking to.
"There's nobody there. I can see two guys about to sit down to our right. But it's too cold for most people to be out today. Spring seems to have deserted us."
"It's not spring. It's September and this is an Indian summer," I choked out. Things were deteriorating fast. She must have died in spring and was stuck in that time forever. Always chilly, never to enjoy the pleasures of summer again.
For a moment she just stared at me. That's when it hit me. She thought I was dead. She thought I was the ghost. This was getting seriously screwed up.
