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My Sexy Ghost
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em nov 16, 2013
What would you do if you met the love of your life and she is dead?

Yep, you got it right. I mean DEAD.

Literally see through skin, walking on walls kind of dead.

She's hot and sassy and beautiful and well ghostly.. 

What do you think you would do??

Darren is a 19 year old college student who only cares about grades and the next book to read, that is until she met Jace it's attraction at first sight if only she wasn't wearing a giant butterfly or maybe it was because of the butterfly which is the same color as her hair,, yep violet.. 

But that issue soon dissolved when she realized one thing, the most important thing ,, 

Jace is pretty , funny , sassy as hell and most importantly a ghost..
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High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.