Love Never Dies part of the Halloween Hijinx anthology--Out now from Midnight Showcase Fiction We hope you enjoy this Halloween Collection. Donovan Flowers follows a woman no one else sees. She naked and waiting.  Perhaps it’s a trick, but it’s not a treat he’ll refuse. Read Excerpt

This excerpt is intended for ages 18 and older.

Love Never Dies Imari Jade

Chapter One

“Who is that?” Donovan Flowers asked his best friend Trent Sinclair, now they were out of earshot of the rest of the funeral attendees.

“Who?”

“That hot looking dark-haired babe standing next to Reverend Goodrites. The one with the big breasts.”

“What hot looking babe with big breasts? The only people I see are my uncle Adam and a couple of his creepy friends from the bar.”

She’s right over there dressed in a black blazer and a very short black skirt. Don’t tell me you can’t see her. She’s the one with legs that go on forever.”

Taking off his glasses, Trent squinted. “I still don’t see her, man. You need to stay out of Mandingos.”

They’d stopped at Mandingos on the way for a drink. Two beers would not make him hallucinate. But for some reason Donovan knew what he saw, no one else did.

The young woman moved away from the reverend’s side and stepped closer to the grave. This move gave him a better view of her svelte body. Her ass looked great as she bent over the grave. She seemed to be speaking to the grave. What did she want with Uncle Manny? Too far to hear, but he watched her rose-colored lips moving. His penis moved in his briefs as he thought about how lips like those might make him feel. Probably suck him dry. Trent snapped his fingers in front of his eyes.

“Earth to Donovan.”

Donovan shifted his stance, “What were you saying?”

“I said that Uncle Manny left a nice chunk of money to the family. Uncle Adam is the executor of the estate now.”

“So does that mean you’re not opening the new funeral home with me?” Donovan came to Midland to get into the mortuary business with Trent, something they talked about since senior year.

“No. It means that now I finally have enough money to pay my share in it.”

The woman looked over at him and then slowly walked away. Her sexy strut made her butt bounce like dueling beach balls beneath a blanket. He needed to find out who she was, and why the ghost of Manny Sinclair now stepped out of his grave and followed her.

Reverend Goodrites ended the service and the family and friends headed for their cars. “Will you excuse me,” Trent said to him. “I need to talk to my uncle about something.”

Donovan nodded. “I’ll meet you back at the bar later on.” She crossed the parking lot with Manny’s soul in tow. Donovan moved stealthly around the back of the crowd so he wouldn’t call attention to himself and followed her through the cemetery. The woman glanced back at him once and continued to walk.

She knew he was following her. There was a little more bounce to her walk, which made her wide hips move up and down with each step she took. Manny floated close behind her like a puppy to the back of the cemetery and out of the back gate. There was nothing but woods as far as the eyes could see. A fear of bears and snakes kept him from considering himself a brave man. Donovan didn’t consider himself a brave man, and he didn’t know a damn thing about forestry. He didn’t have a fondness for snakes or bears, but followed her only because his penis led the way.

She disappeared from his sight for a moment, and the next thing he knew a bright light overhead. Was it a spotlight advertising a grand opening sale at one of the local shops in town, or a UFO? Not caring, he stumbled blindly toward the light, pushing aside low hanging tree branches and bushes in his search. The light disappeared as quickly as it appeared. Donovan found himself standing in the dark in a deserted forest, but he wasn’t alone. “I know you’re there,” he shouted. Being an empath did occasionally have its advantages. A loud sound made him turn around slowly. Lucky for him it wasn’t a bear. The young woman stood behind him completely naked.