My WIPs

Samantha Graystone

Current Status: TBD

Title: SAMANTHA GRAYSTONE

Genre: New Adult / Paranormal Romance

Word Count Goal: 70,000

Blurb: I'm a non-believer. I don't believe in miracles, supernatural beings, spiritual healing, nor mythical creatures. I'm a practical person, not a dreamer. I walk with my feet firmly planted on the ground. I don't wish on stars, nor daydream at the clouds. I stopped believing in Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy when I was seven. That's when my world turned upside down and everything I once believed came crashing down. My mother died a horrible death. I don't remember much, my therapist says it was such a traumatic event that my mind blocked it out to protect me. Protect me from what, you ask? Maybe myself.

I have an infatuation with wings, and I hate it. Sometimes I catch myself doodling, when that happens I quickly chastise myself. The doodles are usually elegant, elaborate, or even eccentric winged beings. Ha! Like that's real. Other times I catch myself dreaming at night while I'm sleeping.  Don't ask me how I know, but I always know it's a dream and I wake myself up. My therapist is curious about these dreams. He once asked me to keep a dream journal and record the events. I'll admit, at first, I did try. But after awhile I gave up. It's always the same dream.

The setting changes with the season, or maybe my mood – I haven't figured that out yet. He's always there, staring past me with his deep blue eyes. He never smiles; he always has a pained grimace plastered on his face. I'm not sure if I should feel sad for him, or fearful of him.

But he is always there, watching me. My beautiful Guardian Angel.

That's when I realize it's a dream and wake myself up. Angels aren't real. I don't believe in things that aren't real.

My name is Samantha Graystone and this is my story...