When she first saw him, she took him for a ghost. His jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked, letting her see his eyes. They seemed haunted, lost in some way. He was...

The scratching came from the attic. At night, when Rory turned out the light I would lie awake and wait for it to skit, skit, skit lightly across the floorboards above our heads and down...

I stood on the street, staring up at the most normal-looking house in the world. My house. I’d lived there my entire life. It was home. It was safe.It was haunted.The only other explanation was...

Since you can’t touch me, you made something that could, didn’t you?” I said.”Yes.”My world slowed and I closed my eyes. “I am going yo give you my heart noe,” I whispered. “Please don’t break...