Rose Melody Jacobs is a 21-year-old student at NYU. She lost her father at a very young age and it traumatized her. Her life was a simple bubble before his death popped it open. She finds Love in Sterling Hunter. A love-struck 24-year old that longs after the heart of Rose. He has never been normal and yet his closest attempt to trying to date Rose was to stalk her. He felt like he couldn’t ruin things from a distance and it was better that way. At first, the word “supernatural” made Rose burst out in fits of laughter, but after seeing it for herself; her whole perspective changed. Sterling Hunter, her imperfect boyfriend is a 100-year-old ghost from past. They try to make the relationship work but when other ghosts starts visiting them, including one of Sterling’s exes. It all starts to go to hell. Rose Melody Jacobs was looking for a mystery, and so fate brought her the biggest enigma of her life. Sterling Hunter. More secrets begins to unravel and Sterling begins to look more like a stranger every single day.
View More“But when we came here to see you, the doctors called and said he was healing remarkably. They said at the rate he was healing, it was as if he weren’t human.” Wesley helps to explain.“But that’s the thing, he isn’t.” I say to them and they smile.“Yeah, he isn’t.” They both say together.............Where Jason and Griffin disappeared to, I don’t know. But I hope they stay there, and I have a gut feeling that they will.Jason has caused all the havoc he wanted to. He has left me with so many questions, including questions about my relationship with Sterling and so much more.Today is Sunday and Ronald was buried yesterday. Of course, we all
When the paramedics reach us, a beautiful African American lady holds my hand.“Would you please come with me?” She asks me with a warm smile and I nod. I begin to follow her and I look back.I see the male paramedic attending to Marilyn and Lizzie and I breathe out a sigh of relief.Things are finally beginning to look like it’s going to get better...............“Ms. Jacobs?” I hear a distant voice.“Ms. Jacobs?” The female voice sounds again and I look forward. I see a beautiful lady.She could be in her late thirties or less. Her face is perfectly shaped and her eyes are forest
“It means he didn’t love you. He might have just been infatuated with you.” Jason says and Lizzie’s mouth and mine falls open.“You son of a bitch.” Lizzie says with a daring smile on her lips.“That’s sad but I think he’s right.” Marilyn says slowly.She seems to be the calmest person here despite the fact that her husband’s dead body is only a few feet away from us.................“But...but..” Lizzie seems taken aback by the fact that Sterling might not have even loved her.“At least you don’t get to a ghost, honey.” Marilyn tries to console Lizzie but I don’t think it’s working.
I touch her shoulders lightly, as to comfort her and she looks at me and smiles. “They’re gone, aren’t they?” She asks and my heart aches.“They would be back. They would be back very soon.” I say to her and she smiles.“You can continue.” She says to Jason and he makes a content face. ..............“Sterling rejected me.” Jason says and Lizzie snorts.“Well, clearly then you are obsessed with him.” Lizzie says and I smile a bit.“Would you please let this young man finish what he’s trying to say?” Marilyn surprises us all by asking.Even Jason is surprised.
“You know what? I want to hear it.” She walks over to me and sits near me. “Tell us why you are a psychopath.” She says.She then looks at her wrist as if there’s a watch there and says “And hey, be quick about it. I want to hear the entire story before you get thrown in prison.” ...............Sirens.A siren is a device that makes a long prolonged sound as a signal or warning.They are usually attached to ambulances, police vehicles, fire trucks, and more.It is the sound that the police cars make when they are on route to somewhere. And about right now, I yearn to hear any hint of them.Just a dull sound of sirens right now w
“But why? Why? What did I do to you that hurt you this bad?” I ask him, I genuinely want to know.He smiles sadly and looks me right in my eyes and I have never seen such great sadness.“You stole the love of my life, Rose. You took away my very heartbeat.” He says............The dots are not connecting, it all seems to be making sense but at the same time, it doesn’t.“Don’t look so confused, Rose.” Jason says as he stares at his hands on his lap.Griffin on the other hand seems uncomfortable with this conversation being held right before him.“Of course, she is going to be confused.” Lizzie says in a ton
“Excuse me, this has nothing to do with my family. Can you all just leave us out of this?” Ronald says bravely. There isn’t a hint of fear in his voice and I applaud him for that.He also stands up from the couch, despite a literal gun being pointed at his face.“Ronald, no.” Marilyn says softly.“No. No, Marilyn. He wants to be a hero, let him be one.” Jason says. ..............Oh, this is not good.“Sit down, Ronald. Do not tempt me.” Griffin says as he adjusts his grip on the gun.“Give me the gun.” Jason says to Griffin and he doubles back.“What?&r
I hear a beep and I follow the sound. It’s coming from Griffin’s pocket. It may be his phone.Griffin holds the pistol with one hand as he fishes the phone out of his pocket.He then looks at the screen and clicks on it.“Someone is making a call from here.” He says calmly...............“Rose.” Jason drags my name. “What are you not telling me?” He is now very close to me that when he talks, I can feel his warm breath.I should move but I feel stiffened.“There is nothing to tell.” I say simply and he raises his hand and brings it close to my face. I flinch slightly when he touches my cheek. His fingers fe
“Yeah, sure.” Lizzie says politely and I too nod in agreement.She then gestures for us to follow us.“I will have to warm it up in the microwave, you two should take a shower while I do that. The bathroom is right upstairs, second door to the left.” She says............We do as she says and follow her directions. After a shower, we both step out feeling like new people. She gave us some clothes which were very comfortable. She told us that they were her grandchildren’s clothes.“This marsh potato is heavenly, Miss Marilyn.” I say after I swallow a spoonful of the dish.She smiles brightly, obviously feeling a sense of pride for her dish.
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