"La T-Bird soulevait un nuage de poussière chaude et granuleuse, les phares luttant contre la nuit et l'obscurité. Le visage de Ghost gisait sur l'appui-tête, le regard tourné vers le néant du dehors, ses cheveux d'un blanc habituellement nacré éparpillés sur le cuir rapiécé, emmêlés et ternes." Attention spoiler! Peu après les évènements de Lost Souls...

I would not let him go. Not this time. I would fight for him to the death, if that was what it came to. Because what was I without him? I was nothing.

Adara: beautiful, but she doesnt know that. All she knows is that Nothing is her best friend. So when he decides to run away in search of his real family, she has no choice but to go with him on what turns out to be the most shocking adventure yet.

Five lost souls had died under the New Orleans moon. Oh, to pull it from the sky and take it all back. To save them all. And us. To save us too.

Exquisite Corpse, Drawing Blood / Le corps exquis, Sang d'Encre :: une fleur de bitume aux yeux de glace cerclés de noir, qui se faisait appeler Birdy quand on se risquait à lui adresser la parole. une rencontre qui n'a pas eu lieu.

Lost Souls :: drabble. Steve, Ghost, la Thunderbird, un après-midi ensoleillé. slashy.

Jay and Andrew's night out...and back in...Pointless fluff basically because these darlings don't get enough.

OS Lire pour comprendre , non résumable :

Sous les aurores boréales Nothing voit passer les âmes.

This is how I feel LOST SOULS's epilogue should have gone. Opt. endings UNFINISHED

Drabble sur Trévor et Zack. Yaoi. Mention d'un lemon. Dédicace : Chatiel

What if Ann had found Zillah?

I wrote this poem a while ago after I had finished reading Lost Souls for the first time. It is a meditation on life and rock 'n roll. Please enjoy and review!

this is actually a response to poe's the raven. sorry about the category thing

The Deadly Trio decide to grab a quick bite on a Central Florida backroad. But the stray they take in may stick around for longer than dinner. General warnings for PzB type stuff, Twig & Molochai get their own warning

Selon une (fabuleuse) idée de Poppy Brite : comment détourner un conte version yaoi ? J'ai jeté dans un premier temps mon dévolu sur 'La Petite Sirène'. A suivre... !

Just a Steve and Ghost fic. Hard to explain, so just read. It could be slashy depending on how you take it. Otherwise it's just good ol' Steve and Ghost love.

Ghost can't stand to see Steve so beat up after Ann's death so he goes to Miz Caitlin for help. When he learns there may be a way to change fate, he goes for it, but is that what Steve would have wanted?

Steve and Ghost are back in Missing Mile. Fairly Ghost-centric. Set, I suppose, after that roadtrip mentioned in Drawing Blood. I swear, it will develop. Reviews highly appreciated.

This is a fanfic I based off of a song I heard by the Killers. It is Ghost and Steve on their way to New Orleans and Ghost learns to smile like he means it.

It's a year after Ann had died and Steve still hurts, but maybe a little accident can help him change his ways.

Rating I guess pg-13 for now...will be going up in later chapters. Takes place 5 years after Lost Souls. Steve and Ghost were doing okay, save for sleepless and nightmare filled nights, until Ghost hears a call for help he can't deny.

Ghost and Steve on the road again and...another rambling no-point fic.

(SteveGhost) After the first kiss - where do you go from there?

A fifteen minute fic (livejournal.com-community-15minuteficlets-18168.html) featuring another random Ghost and Steve moment.