“The morning dawned, cool and grey as the sun slowly snuck over the rooftops, slowly lighting the room in a blue haze. Sera stirred as the light brushed her face, prying her eyes open as she pulled herself slowly out of a dream. Against the window stood Clem, shimmering silver and pearlescent in the morning light, watching Sera sleep with an odd expression on her face. “I am still here,” the ghost said. “You’re still here,” the girl replied.” RomanceGhostLgbt RomanceLgbt FantasyAutism Rep Book:The Ghost and the Real Girl Source: The Ghost and the Real Girl
“She frowned down at what was left of her skirt before gathering the silvery fabric in her fists and tugging. The shreds of fabric tore away as she did, dissipating into the growing rose of the dawn. Clem let out a sudden, delighted laugh, making Sera jump.” FantasyParanormalGhost StoryLgbt RomanceLgbt Fantasy Book:The Ghost and the Real Girl Source: The Ghost and the Real Girl
“The sun, slanting off to the side of the city, had slipped far enough behind the Spire in the middle to refract through the crystal at the top, sending its colors bouncing across the rooftops like scattered, shattered glass.” LightLgbtLgbt RomanceLgbt FantasySpirelight Book:The Ghost and the Real Girl Source: The Ghost and the Real Girl