Bücher der Reihe Phantom

Stevie and her best friend, Jase, are phantom magnets. Whenever they are together, the doorway between this world and the next swings slightly open. The summer his parents treat them to a camping trip in New Mexico, the two friends can't wait to visit the legendary Crybaby Bridge. Right away, they hear the crying baby. Is it a phantom, or is someone playing tricks on them? As the two friends scour the campgrounds for answers, they discover that phantoms are not the only secrets the nearby town has kept hidden for over 60 years. They also discover things about each other, and about Stevie's family history, that will force their relationship to a whole new level-a level from which there may be no return.

What would you do if a phantom needed your help?When a small plane crashes behind Jase's rural home, strange things begin to happen. But no one believes him. After all, there's no such thing as a ghost, right? Then he sees his classmate, whose nickname is Stevie-girl, about to enter the legendary haunted house. He knows if anyone can help him solve the mystery, she's the one.

Once again Stevie encounters a phantom in need of assistance. This time it happened in a prison graveyard in Amarillo, Texas. That’s also where she found her dad, Big Steve, but it didn’t end there. This phantom not only coaxed Stevie and Jase across state lines, she coaxed them across all kinds of other boundaries, too. Of course she did, after all, this one was the Phantom of Forever.

Dyslexic Edition Open Dyslexic FontFrom the moment I drowned in the lake of secrets, I knew things would never be the same. All I'd wanted for my eighteenth birthday was a kiss and a summer to be remembered before heading off for college. What I got was so much more. I wasn't just trapped in a cabin at the lake with a group of my rowdiest friends; I was trapped in another dimension. A dark one, where dreams manifest before your very eyes, fears are conjured in the cool mist, and the dead are living by our sides. One thing I was certain of, the only way out . . . is in.