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  Table of Contents

  Jim Sees Dead People

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Jim’s Legacy: Mina’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Jim’s Legacy: Wade’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Jim’s Legacy: Ariel’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Epilogue

  Afterword:

  Jim Sees Dead People! (Erotic Fantasy)

  And Jim’s Legacy

  By D. R. Rosier

  Copyright 2013. This book is a work of fiction. Names, Characters, Places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without permission in writing except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

  Dedication: To those who requested I publish my work.

  Foreword: The following four novellas I wrote originally in web installments. I had thought the story was done after the first. But I felt the fantasy and powers plotline needed some closure. Plus Mina, Wade and Ariel were stuck in my head. The fantasy plotline advances through all four Novellas in addition to what happens to the specific protagonists. Because of this over arching plot to the story I decided to publish these together and I hope you enjoy them!

  Jim Sees Dead People

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Jim’s Legacy: Mina’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Jim’s Legacy: Wade’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Jim’s Legacy: Ariel’s Story

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Epilogue

  Afterword:

  Jim Sees Dead People

  Chapter 1

  My name is Jim Hicks. I am pretty much just a regular guy. I am nineteen years old and in my second year of college. There is one strange thing about me though. I have always been very sensitive to the other side. Ghosts, demons, angels, vampires and other things are all real. I can feel them when they are near, even if I can’t see them. Well I can see the vampires of course, just not Ghosts, Demons and Angels.

  Not as useful as you would think. I do not remember ever not feeling them, their presence around me undeniable. Sometimes they can communicate to me in my dreams, pass along messages to loved ones. I don’t make a habit of this. I don’t want to end up in the funny farm or have a long line of ghosts at my bed while I sleep. I believe I know what happened to allow me this insight, but there is no way to prove it.

  According to what I was told it was a cold November evening a few weeks after my birth. There was ice on the ground in the hospital parking lot and my father lost control of his vehicle, with me, a newborn, in the back seat. You see, I died that night, for 20 minutes before I was resuscitated. Marie however, the young baby girl in the other car, did not survive. Sometimes I think she stuck around and stayed with me, sometimes even I think I am nuts however.

  Now I can’t prove it, because for my whole life I can sense when a ghost or other supernatural creature is near. If it has enough power I can even hear them on occasion, but mostly just through my dreams.

  This however was the day everything would change. I in desperation for money signed up for drug testing. A new psychotropic drug that was supposed to open up your mind to make treating the insane easier or some such crap. I didn’t really read the paper on it.

  In fact I didn’t read anything past the 200 dollar promised payment for playing lab rat for these folks. Something I would come to both regret and be thankful for in the coming days. I got to the lab around 4pm. They would keep me overnight so I had a pair of sweats and a t-shirt in a bag to change into for comfort. There were a couple of other people here but no one I knew.

  Probably here for the same reason, in college and desperate for cash, after all why else would someone subject themselves to trial medication with unknown side effects? I changed in the back room and was called out. A really hot lab assistant named Mia tied me down to the bed in the leather restraints. I’ll admit that made me a little nervous, that restraints were necessary.

  Perhaps I should have read the warnings on the trial, but I did not. I tried to flirt a bit, making a lame joke about being tied up, but she just smiled politely and excused herself. Oh well, just trying to pass the time anyway, it came more from nervousness than my libido.

  At 5pm sharp she came back with the medicine, told me it would last for 12 hours. She also made sure I understood how to use the call button, but that she and the professor would come by my bed 4 times an hour anyway. I was to only use it during a real emergency.

  I remember getting the drug, but after that it’s kind of fuzzy. I remember bright lights, people talking around me and bugging me all night. I had thought it was only going to be Mia and the professor, guess not. I regained control of my mind around 4am and I was completely exhausted. Mia didn’t look to hot either when she walked in to check on me.

  I said to her, “Hey, how did it go, I don’t really remember much, just bright lights, voices… How many people did you bring around anyway?”

  Mia replied as if I was crazy, kind of in a monotone, “Well, you didn’t react well to the medication. Instead of opening up your mind to the possibilities so we could evaluate your sanity you had quite a few hallucinations, a couple of them bordering on violent.”

  I actually felt guilty when I saw how much she looked bummed about it, “Geez, sounds creepy, I hope I didn’t throw off your stats, I assume a certain percentage had that reaction?” I was hopeful anyway.

  Mia shook her head, “No, some vomiting, headaches, a few people had muscle spasms. You are the only one to hallucinate. It does throw off the results quite a bit.”

  Mia bit her lip and asked, “I don’t suppose you have a family history of mental illness? Specifically hearing voices and hallucinations?”

  I was offended by her hopeful voice, as if that would be a good thing.
“No, no family history.”

  I left out the fact that I had been feeling the presence of ghosts all my life, after all she didn’t ask about that. I also didn’t feel like going through a mental exam for competency. I did that once when I was younger and a teacher caught me talking to thin air, one of those powerful beings I could hear on occasion. The testing almost drove me crazy…

  Mia nodded looking disappointed that I wasn’t a loon and walked out of the room while another woman walked in. It was at that moment I knew I was fucked. My life had irrevocably changed due to this medication.

  I have already shared that I have dreams from ghosts, but I didn’t mention the details. I was never sure if she was really a ghost or just hormones. I had been having dreams about Marie my whole life, the other baby, the one that died that night when I was just a newborn on my way home from the hospital.

  She grew up with me, we used to play all the time in my dreams, we still hang and talk in my dreams to this day, but I was never sure she was real, because frankly she is so damned beautiful and sweet I figured my subconscious horny male mind made her up.

  She had long flowing brown hair and twinkling hazel eyes. A beautiful face, the kind on a super model, but her body was a different story. No petite skinny no weight to her at all crap, which is seen as popular now. She wasn’t fat either though, she was… Curvy. If she was alive she would be wearing size 12 clothes. She was all woman, C cup breasts, a small waist then big hips and a really nice ass.

  So back to the knowing I was fucked part, because as Mia was walking out it was my Marie that was walking in. She looked amazing. She took me in then smiled, I got the feeling she was relieved I had come out of whatever it was last night and appeared to be fine now.

  She turned to look over my shoulder and said, “Hey Nikki, he looks much better this morning, don’t you think. I can’t believe he saw us for real, but was too messed up on that drug to really have a conversation with. I’m so relieved he is okay.”

  My head snapped around and looked up at a pretty blonde dressed in all white when I heard her say, “Yeah, he even saw me, even though it’s supposed to be impossible for a mortal to see his guardian angel.”

  Nikki’s voice sounded like velvet, she was short, about 5’2”, her face had a pixyish look to it. Her eyes were storm gray. Despite the rest of her body looking 19 or 20, the eyes had an ancient look. They shone with wisdom and experience beyond my comprehension.

  Her blond hair was cut shoulder length. Normally I don’t like short hair except on some rare few exceptions when I thought it looked hot. She was one of the few exceptions. She had a petite figure and her B cups looked perfect on her. Any bigger would just look wrong.

  I looked away from Nikki back to Marie, my Marie. My best friend I had told all too in a very anti guy like fashion. She knew everything about me. I figured either fake or dead, so who could she tell right? Well, almost everything, I never told her she was beautiful. She is dead after all, talk about a dysfunctional relationship, not being able to touch. So I just never went there.

  Let’s just say having a crush on your dream girl when she is nothing but a dream girl while you’re in the animal house called Jr. and Sr. high is depressing. I actually played possum for a bit, pretending I couldn’t hear them talking about me. I was busy listing the options in my head.

  I was either nuttier than a fruitcake and the drugs made it worse somehow, or something happened to me when I died to open myself up to the other side. If the latter the drug just gave it a major boost, kicked the door open so to speak.

  The other reason I didn’t acknowledge them was simple, I was still tied down for the next 30 minutes or so, and I was betting the room was being recorded. After coming down from the medicine I would rather not interact with my ghost or guardian angel. At least until I am in private and can avoid a one way ticket to crazy town.

  I noticed Marie looked depressed because she didn’t think I could see her anymore. I imagine it would be pretty lonely. I’m curious why she would be stuck with me though, seems like that would be a punishment. She doesn’t know either, obviously we talked about it in my dreams a number of times trying to figure it out. She has always said she doesn’t mind following me around though.

  I’m surprised they didn’t catch on though, Marie was very smart. I certainly turned around to check out my angel more than once, maybe they thought I was looking at the clock, or out the lab window where false dawn was starting. By the time 5am rolled around I was almost out of patience. Finally Mia came back in and released the restraints. She had me sign some paperwork saying I got paid and handed me 200 bucks.

  “Thanks, good luck with the trials,” I said on my way out the door.

  That’s when a guy ran at the door to get inside, dressed in a football uniform. He was running like I wasn’t even there so I got out of his way, or tried to anyway. I was shocked when he ran right through me. I started shivering from the sudden cold. I looked around and sighed in relief that I was alone, or at least there weren’t any other living people nearby to witness my crazy.

  This would be an issue if I didn’t get a handle on it fast, I would need to learn how to identify ghosts quickly. Either that or live with a nut label. That was always an option. I paused for a moment examining my senses of the area, concentrating more on Nikki and Marie. With the angel it was harder, but it didn’t take much effort to sense the energy around Marie, once I was open to it anyway.

  It’s hard to explain, it feels a little like the feeling you get with static electricity, before you touch it and cause a spark. Feels like… Potential rather than solid. Goose bumps on the skin and all that, raises the hair up. But I only had the feeling of all that in my mind, I didn’t actually get goose bumps.

  Eventually I got back to my dorm room. My roommate was out, which was a good thing. I turned to Marie and said in a low voice, “Hey beautiful, hope I didn’t do or say anything too dumb last night. But apparently whatever that drug did I can now bask in your beauty during my waking hours.”

  Marie’s mouth dropped open in surprise, not at the silly flirting, we always do that. One thing she never talked about though was my guardian angel, so I really freaked her out when I turned to the angelic pixie and said, “Nikki, I hope your well. Any idea what has happened to me?”

  I admit when I went for nonchalant I failed badly. Bad jokes and humor always seem to spring to my thoughts when I am nervous. Luckily it doesn’t happen too often, or at least not until today that is.

  I shake my head in mock sadness, “I finally get a couple of hot babes in my room and I can’t even touch them.”

  Apparently rendered speechless but still having motor control Marie takes a playful swipe at me. To the intense shock of all three of us, we heard the smack of flesh against flesh as her palm hit my arm.

  I say, “How….. By the way, the office thing pretending I couldn’t see you was because of the cameras.”

  Nikki nodded absently at my apology, her wise ancient gray eyes showing confusion.

  She said, “I’ll be right back, need to find someone that knows about this sort of thing.”

  I hardly noticed what Nikki said and that she left, I was still staring at Marie in amazement. Slowly, with trembling nerves, I reached out and took her hand. Her hand was warm and solid, at least to me it was. I had expected icy and cold, but nope. I watched as she ran her other hand through the wall.

  I pulled her to me and gave her a hug, smiling I looked down at her and she looked nervous.

  “I know this is weird Marie, I don’t understand it yet either. And who knows if it will last.” I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingertips and said, “But this is a priceless gift, to be able to touch you, something I have wished for a long time. Tell me Mare, what’s wrong?”

  At least that drew a smile from her. Mare is what I called her when we were little toddlers, when two syllables just weren’t in the cards. When my body finally caught up to my brain I was overwhelmed with the
urge to kiss her. I was only able to fight it due to my concern for her, she was already freaking out, as far as I could tell anyway.

  Marie smiled up at me, “I am worried about what this means and if it puts you in any danger. Feeling your touch is, wonderful and amazing. I fell in love with you years ago you know. I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop.”

  Then she gave me my desire, she reached around my neck and pulled me down to her face. Her lips touched mine as I wrapped her in my arms, caressing her long brown silky hair as our lips explored each others.

  At the time I didn’t think about right or wrong, the possible dangers or if it would last. The thought she was a ghost never even crossed my mind. All I knew, all my body knew, was my best friend. The most beautiful girl I had ever seen, the girl I had quietly fallen in love with long ago, was now impossibly in my arms.

  Her warm soft lips were teasing mine as I caressed the skin on the back of her neck, running my fingers through her hair. The sweatpants I was wearing had an obvious tenting in them as I grew hard. I sensed Nikki behind me and slowly broke the kiss. I did not relinquish Marie’s hand however. I squeezed it lightly as I turned.

  Blushing a bit I said, “Didn’t hear you come in, did you learn anything?”

  Nikki winked at me and said teasingly, “There isn’t one thing about your life I haven’t seen Jim, it’s what I do. So please don’t blush, I’ve seen a lot more than a kiss out of you. I figured it could wait, plus I didn’t want to interrupt, it was just getting interesting.”

  I blushed harder as she waggled her eyebrows. I noticed out of the corner of my eye Marie did as well. Damn sexy angel teasing us… Unbelievable, maybe I am nuts.

  “So what did you find out?” I asked. I needed to know what was going on. It felt very surreal and the longer it went on the harder I had to struggle for equanimity.

  Nikki smiled, “It’s nothing to worry about as far as your health. Oh it will complicate your life to be sure, but it won’t go away either.

  “You see there is an energy to the afterlife, sort of power for ghosts. Not really, but that’s as close as I can get that you would understand. Anyway when you died, you were almost through to heaven when they pulled you back from death. That opened a… Trickle. The power trickled into you, so you were able to power up ghosts enough to talk to you in your dreams, like Marie here.