TITLE: Stolen Dreams
GENRE: Urban Fantasy Romance
"No," I grumbled into my pillow, pulling the blanket up to protect my warm skin from the chilly air.
"Go away," I said with more force this time. Why I bothered was beyond me, ghosts never took the hint. Not if they were bold enough to come into my bedroom to disturb my nights rest. Still, I gave my best effort to ignore the voice presently chattering in my ear.
A silent moment passed.
Only to be disrupted a second later, the young girl's voice came again, high with annoyance. "Would you just wake up?"
With no way out, I hesitantly opened my eyes. A girl no older than thirteen of Latino decent sat on the bed next to me. Long dark curls rested against her Taylor Lautner t-shirt and bright excited black eyes peered innocently while a smile of pure teenage spirit beamed I know it all.
If this was anyone else, my only words to her would be, go suck a duck, but she's a kid―I couldn't turn a blind eye. "I'm awake," I said groggily, hoping my tone was softer than the irritation raging inside of me.
"Hi. I'm Clara," the young girl said as she gave a bounce on the bed. "Who are you?"
My gaze followed her excited movement, waiting for the confirmation I needed. Within one breath, my questions were answered. The bed stayed completely still regardless of the fact she was bouncing on it.