Burnett: 718 books

Alastor came at me then, forcing me back against the wall. He was so solid that I could feel his weight against me. I could feel his frozen breath on my face....He ran his hand up my arm, over my shoulder, and rested at the base of my throat. His blue eyes glittered dangerously. Becca has...

Alastor came at me then, forcing me back against the wall. He was so solid that I could feel his weight against me. I could feel his frozen breath on my face....He ran his hand up my arm, over my shoulder, and rested at the base of my throat. His blue eyes glittered dangerously. Becca has accepted...

I moved away from him, not wanting to be anywhere near him. I was hurt and angry. Ever since that first night in my room when he appeared to me, we had been moving toward this moment. Why couldn’t he see that? To be in a love affair with a ghost is both a fantasy and a punishment for Becca....

I moved away from him, not wanting to be anywhere near him. I was hurt and angry. Ever since that first night in my room when he appeared to me, we had been moving toward this moment. Why couldn’t he see that? Becca has always known that it was going to come down to this.  The only...

Every story has two sides... Alastor truly believed that his life was over the night his wife Becca shot and killed him over a century ago, but now he has returned as a spirit to haunt the reincarnation of his traitorous, murdering wife. Why now? Why Becca after all this time? When Becca...

I heard the sliding action of the gun as he chambered a round. The rest of the group raised their weapons and took aim. I closed my eyes. I knew there was no magic to save me this time. This was it. This was the end. It was all for nothing...It didn’t matter how hard I tried...It didn’t matter...It...

See how the fairy tale ends...Forever...Harmony has made her choice. It’s Kieran that she loves, it’s always been him, but to choose Kieran is to lose Alec forever. Is that too much to sacrifice?The time has come to take her place in the Tuatha De Danann and Irish Traveller community or...

Beautiful.  Secretive. Magical.  You envy their freedom, but you are distrustful of their ways.  A strange carnival has come to Corydon, Indiana and the Irish Travellers have captured the small town's attention--but it's Harmony who's attracted theirs. Harmony sees the Travellers...

Beautiful. Secretive. Magical. You envy their freedom, but you are distrustful of their ways. A strange carnival has come to Corydon, Indiana and the Irish Travellers have captured the small town's attention--but it's Harmony who's attracted theirs. Harmony sees the Travellers everywhere and...

Carrying echoes of Amy Tan and Rebecca Wells, Ghost Country takes the reader into the lives of three Cherokee women and the lives of their modern day daughters. Told in a series of vignettes that alternate from the era of the Civil Rights Movement, Woodstock, and the Vietnam War, to the present day.

I don’t care what any of them say, John Lennon is the greatest man that ever lived. I played my Beatles records all day and tried not to pay attention as more and more of the young men in town were drafted and sent off to the jungles. It was crazy times and you could just feel the surge of change...

My mother named me Ama Ganugogv. It meant spring in Cherokee. Spring is the season for new beginnings and that is what I was to my mother. I symbolized her fresh start in the white world far away from the mountains of North Carolina where the rest of her family still lived. This and other stories are available in Ghost Country: A Novel

Standing there with a basket of stolen pinecones, I would keep watch as my mother took the kitchen broom and swept away our footprints from the snow. Then we would take our stolen contraband inside and I would get ready for school. By the time that I would get home from school with my little sisters,...

I could not wait for my mother to see the play. She would be proud of having me for a daughter. People would tell her that she should take me to Hollywood, that I had natural talent. Then I would be famous, it would not matter what other people thought about her, my mother would go back to just being...