Project Dead

Project Dead

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Paranormal
Danika and Camille were as close as twins could be. Life was great; they were starting their senior year of high school, and Danika had eyes for the insanely hot new guy, Erek. He introduced them to his favorite hobby - ghost hunting. Then it happened... Death brought both of their worlds crashing down around them. Erek's expertise might make grieving an easier process, but with investigating the paranormal must come respect. After all, you never know what is watching from the darkness... ***** Author's Note: This book is dedicated to my brother. He was the kindest person, who would give anyone the shirt off his back if they needed it. He died of complications from pneumonia after a month of being on life support. He was 35 years old. I would like to use his story to remind people that cancer is not the only way that cigarettes can kill you. They landed a big, strong, fit 35-year-old man on life support and ultimately took his life. It's not worth it. In Memory Of Nicholas Edward Hanna 3/11/1978 - 2/21/2014
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Ghost aren't real. And chics this cute don't tell you they are. It's the reassurance I told myself, which mostly didn't work cause it was a straight up lie. This book doesn't have effervescent, long haired fairy's or stoic vampires that smolder and fight. More like a judgmental grumpy teen weed dealer named Zach, who shamefully talks about himself in third person like this. And you won't find some grand quest up a mountain or into an unknown land rich with magic because I have asthma and no time for that shit. And lastly, there will be absolutely no hideous romance where instantly the girl of my dreams sweeps me off my feet. I get on her nerves far to much for that. Finding out I'm part of ancient group of mediums tasked with cataloging, fighting and cleansing ghost you would think has some upsides. But so far all that comes with it is cold chilled air that gives me the sniffles when they're around. I'd like to say by the end of this book I'll have conquered the monster and won over the girl, but as you read you'll learn that's far to much faith in a screwup like me. This book won't be for everyone, hell people die in it. But the good news is that if I die at least I'll be around, floating off of the pages to haunt you in your home. Actually that sounds like bad news so perhaps try and finish so you know if you have a ghost . *This story contains themes of suicide, sexual content, drug use and mature language. 🎶Look up the Bury A Friend playlist on spotify to play the songs at every number.🎶

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