Pushing Daisies
Seventeen-year-old Thursday's world is shattered when his beloved grandparents die in a tragic car accident. Desperate to know if there is an afterlife and if he'll ever see his grandparents again, Thursday becomes obsessed with ghost hunting.
While exploring an abandoned cemetery, Thursday crosses paths with the intriguing and secretive Fallon, who seems to effortlessly communicate with the dead. As Thursday gets closer to Fallon, he realizes there's more to her than meets the eye. An alluring aura surrounds her, and unearthly abilities seem to come naturally to her.
Together, Thursday and Fallon begin helping wayward souls complete their unfinished business on earth. But Thursday wants more than to just send spirits into the light. He wants answers only Fallon may hold, even if it means unravelling the mysteries of life and death itself.
As Thursday and Fallon grow closer while delving deeper into the spirit realm, dangers threaten to sever their bond. Thursday finds himself longing for someone who can never fully be his. But are some bonds too powerful for even death to break?
Full of hope, heartache, and haunting romance, Pushing Daisies explores the timeless question of what happens after we die. Its gripping supernatural mystery and ghostly romantic thriller will keep young adult readers rapidly turning pages late into the night.
- YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Ghost Stories
- YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Romance / Clean & Wholesome
- YOUNG ADULT FICTION / Fantasy / Romance
Read an excerpt
He had visited countless cemeteries and places rumoured to be haunted in search of paranormal activity, but none had ever been quite like the one he found himself in that night.
It was an old, abandoned cemetery on the outskirts of the village. The headstones were crooked and cracked, and the weeds grew tall around them. Ancient oaks and twisted willows cast long, eerie shadows across the uneven ground, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. A thick fog clung to the earth, muffling sound and adding an air of mystery to the already unsettling atmosphere. The once grand mausoleums in the background at the far end of the cemetery now stood in decay, their stone façades crumbling and overgrown with ivy. The distant hoot of an owl echoed through the silence.
It was the kind of place that gave him the chills, no matter how used he was to seeing it as part of what he did – to get a glimpse of what happened after death. He had heard rumours of strange happenings in this cemetery. People had reported seeing apparitions, hearing disembodied voices, and of feeling an overwhelming sense of dread. As soon as he heard these stories, he knew he had to investigate and that was what brought him cross country. He was always on the road, travelling from one destination to the other, and he was not one to stick around, being in one village for more than a day was one day too many. Some might have said that his soul was restless, and usually, when they did, he only smiled.
Above, the sky was a tapestry of purples and oranges as the sun set, with scattered clouds adding depth and drama to the scene, reminding Thursday that even the most beautiful moments required a touch of darkness to make them more memorable.
The little forgotten cemetery sat on an elevated hill and the view was beautiful. He could see across fields and hills all the way to the horizon and the setting sun. He took a deep breath as he stepped through the tall rusty gates. The smells of fermented moss and decay filled him with a sense of belonging.
As the sun dipped below the horizon and it became a whole lot darker, he walked among the headstones drawn to the farthest corner of the cemetery. The oldest, most forgotten part. The thick blanket of fog covering the ground parted as he stepped through it. The air was thick with an eerie energy, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. This was the first time that he had ever experienced the prickly sensation at the back of his neck that he had heard described by others, but he pushed on, determined to uncover whatever secrets this place held.
It wasn’t long before he heard a faint whisper.
He stopped in his tracks, listening intently.
At first, he could not make out what was being said but as he got closer to a particular headstone, the whisper grew louder. He approached the headstone cautiously, his heart pounding with excitement in his chest. As he got even closer, he realized that the whisper was coming from beneath the ground. So, the rumours were true? Coming this far north was worth the effort. He felt a nervous, giddy feeling bubble up from the pit of his stomach. A faint smile tugged at his lips, despite the chill creeping up his spine. His breath came in quick, shallow bursts, and he fought the urge to laugh out loud, caught in a strange mix of excitement and fear. Sometimes rumours were just that – rumours, and he was usually disappointed at the end of a long night when he had neither heard a ghostly voice nor seen a spectral apparition, and unless it was his imagination tonight might not be like other nights.
He looked up at the giant oak trees and the weeping willows. There was no wind, so the whispering noise he had heard was not the rubbing of leaves against one another in a slight breeze.
Book details
Imprint : Fiction for the Soul Books
ISBN : 9798227433039
First Published Date : 1 August 2024
Language : English
Reading age : 13 and up
Pages : 202
Words : 31,055
Format : ePub & PDF (you own the files)
Read on : Kindle, Apple, Android devices, Google Play Books, Nook, Kobo eReaders, Computers.
Delivery Time and Method : Downloads will be emailed immediately upon purchase.
Keywords : Young adult ghost books, Teen paranormal romance novels, Gothic fantasy books for teens, Supernatural mystery Young Adult, Books about ghosts for teenagers, Paranormal love story young adult, Young adult fiction books about life after death.
