Karma Is a Douche: A Ghostly Pale Excerpt

He’d already mastered the art of ignoring ghosts, especially persistent ones. He’d stopped caring about them. Until a year ago, they’d been like helpless humans to him, appearing anywhere he’d gone and seeking his help. He’d been more than a medium, going through any length to address their personal concerns. He’d been like a trustworthy…

Rosé: A Pinkish Excerpt

He walked toward Tyro and took the dress from him. “Guess I left the door open again. For someone who’s keeping this great secret …” He sat down on the side of the bed. “I heard Tan called Maddie Rosé when he first met her. The only living thing allowed to come in here was…