Sirens, they sound distance, but then come closer and closer, the drum of tires on the road sound out. I'm so cold, I can't feel anything, I just want to go to bed, close my eyes, but my eyes were already closed, I see myself, someone is on my lap, dead. Am I dead? Or am I dreaming? The sirens are right behind me. My back is against a tree, one hand on the dead persons back. I turn around, two cars, that have collided, I make way toward them. A trail of blood is leading to my body. A semi, and a minivan. A mans hand is hanging out of the drivers side, I walk around the back end of the minivan. I'm near the front, a womans body is out the window shield, her head crushed between the minivan and semi. An ambulance, has people climbing out. On the other side of the minivan I can see a Police officer walking toward my body. I run up behind the police officer, he gets closer and closer, until his shoe hits my foot. Tears are streaming down my face.
"We have a surviver!" the police officer yelled, before I was pulled back into reality.
Cameron, which is all you need to know, that is name, Cameron. My entire family was killed in a car crash, leaving me alone. I ended up moving from Virgina to Mississippi, to live with my aunt. When my parents and brother died I was only 12, now I'm 16, going on 17, and at a highschool, where I haven't really made any friends. I'm oftenly alone, but then, something very unusually is discovered within me, a different me, Marcus, a jock in my highschool, helps me see that.
What will Cameron do, once she fully discovers everything, read to find out.
She's dead by the third chapter.
Okay, it's a bit more complicated than that.
Okay, it's A LOT more complicated than that.
Renata wants nothing more than to pay her bills through her mildly boring office job and figure out whether she is still in love with her best friend. The latter half of that desire is just a sneak peak into her messy life-and it's only getting messier.
Considering the paranormal world she is about to dive head first into, she will come to realize that figuring out her heart may just be the easiest part of this journey.
Well, the endless supply of supernatural hotness in this story may beg to differ-but that's besides the point. Either way, it's gonna be a killer time ;)
EXCERPT
Chicken tacos it is.
Right as Renata grabbed the ingredients, she turned to put them next to the stove, where a clean, plastic cutting board awaited. But as she moved, she was confronted by a stranger, an intruder, standing mere inches from her.
Before she could scream, he was on her, slamming her against the fridge. Her back flashed with sharp pain. Her eyes pricked with fear as she drank in his uncovered face. Deeply tanned skin. Ruby red eyes-ruby red eyes? Thick, slashing eyebrows. Flat, broad nose. Buzzcut. Handsome. That was as far as she would go in complimenting him considering this guy held a knife to her throat.
When he spoke, his voice came out like thunder. It held a thousand threats and a thousand secrets. It held promise of pain if provoked. "If you scream," he warned, mouth pulled in a slight snarl, "this ends quickly."
She didn't dare nod against the blade. He noticed and amusement lit up for just a second in those devilish eyes. Oh, whoever the fuck this was, she already hated him. Considering her predicament, panic was the most prominent emotion coursing through her at the moment. "Good." He removed his hand "Now you're going to answer my questions."
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