Grande Manor, the old, creepy building on top of the hill right outside of Cheshire. Nobody goes near it at night, kids stare from the gate during the day, too afraid to go any closer. It's rumored to be haunted, stories of kids who've snuck into the house for sleepovers to prove to their friends how brave and unafraid they are, only to return home the same night speechless... Harry used to be one of those kids. He used to gaze from the back seat of the family car as they drove by, intrigued by the large wooden door up front and the windows that all seem to be covered in dark curtains. He's always wondered what the inside looked like, and there's always been this strange attraction between him and the house. Now that his parents are divorced and his mother is looking for a place to move in, this might be his chance to figure it out, and maybe while he's at it he can figure out the blue eyed boy who likes to swing on the tree.

"I wish I could touch you..." Louis frowned looking at Harry's hand. "Me too..." Harry smiled sadly looking at Louis straight in the eyes. They stayed like that for a few seconds just looking at each other wanting, wishing they could kiss but knowing that wasn't possible. All Harry wanted was to touch Louis' lips with his own but he couldn't, they had only known each other for a few days and the want and need to have each other was already there. The need to touch burned through their souls setting them alight that only a single touch would be able to put it off but that would never happen and it hurt, it hurt Louis knowing that he was slowly falling in love with a boy he could never have. Or the one where Harry and Louis are soulmates, even though Harry's dead. Warning: Major Character death but HAPPY ENDING. Contains graphic violence, murder, and gay sex. If you don't like any of that then please refrain from reading and from leaving hateful comments. I warned you.

For every new emotion, you shall receive a fresh devotion - where he doesn't know much about himself, but keeps discovering. His greatest discovery might just be a green-eyed boy with great cooking skills and a lonely couch good for two.

this is my first book so it probably sucks :) when Harry, 19, moves with his adoptive family to a new house in the woods, he meets a strange boy (louis 21) who he swears he recognizes from somewhere. The truth however is not what he expected but can Harry help himself from falling for the dead?

Harry is a medium. Louis is a popstar who lost his mum and sister. They cross paths.

Harry and Louis are together since long time, also married and with a six year old son, Jamie. One day Louis is killed and he has to watch his own funeral and his broken husband. He passes the special test and is brought to Heaven and God turns him into an Angel - a Guardian. Harry's and his Jamie's Guardian. So he can always be by their side as long as they live. Warnings: sadness, major character death

When Louis dies in a terrible car accident, Harry's world crashes down. But what happens when he can see and talk to him again?

"He is not dead—he is just away." A man being put into a metal institute by people who don't believe in paranormal visitors, Or Harry being placed into a mental institute because he refuses to let the boys think that Louis is actually dead when the man still comes and visits him in the night.

Harrys bathroom mirror shows him a different dimension. Everyday he wakes up and looks into the other dimension. One day he sees a boy staring back at him. Then he comes out the mirror.

Harry almost pass out when a boy named Louis suddenly appears in his room one day. Scratch that. A ghost! A sad, confused, sassy and annoying ghost who wants his help finding out what happened to him. Purely fictional