It's fate that they found each other. Indigos are naturally drawn to one another through the threads of destiny. And for Hemlock Godfree, that's exactly what he is... an Indigo. Even if he doesn't know it yet. As a part time ghost hunter and full time freak of nature, Hemlock sees a lot of weird shit. Especially for a small town in Wyoming, Hemlock wonders why every wandering soul is drawn to him; seeking answers, begging for peace. Well, so is he. But one day, he, his big brother Ange, and best friend Jacoby are invited to investigate the paranormal in a ghost town in the middle of the mountains named Howling. Creepy. The town's caretaker, Brigid Gibson, is hiding something... Something that could potentially be life changing. There Hemlock meets Loretta, the ghost of a young woman brutally murdered by her fiancé in the 1800s, and soon he finds his soul intertwined with hers. Why are they linked? Why can she only move to the Afterlife if Hemlock helps her? Not to mention now that she's attached to him, Hemlock has visions of Death following his every move, replaying the traumas he's experienced all his life. Soon, Hemlock will find out why he is different, so very painstakingly different... Even if it means coming face to face with Death itself.
Six high school students looks like anyone else acts like anyone else but are capable of things no one else is. They learnt from a young age no one that means NO ONE can know about their powers even their parents and other siblings. It brings out the true friends and those who just want to use you. In the end, what do you do when your closest friend betrays you? This is the story as they try to keep their biggest darkest secret of what they are capable of and as they discover they're not the only ones like them...
I am not very good at trigger warnings before individual chapters but there is mention of blood, cold abuse and parents divorcing. (But read at your own risk in case I mention something else. I am working on rewriting this story and when I do there will be the trigger warnings in the correct places.)
(small teaser.)
No one sees me. I am a ghost. I brush against the wooden fence. No one will believe it was me who disappeared into a fence and appeared on the other side of school.
I stare at my brother. He made eye contact with me, confirming my suspicions. We both saw it. Whoever that was is like us.
"Did you just see that?" I ask
"You're that person my brother and I saw," He says. Oh no... Why then?
"Wait! You're-"
Completed just editing.
(Don't be too harsh please)