Published September, 2013
Description:
Five strangers scattered across America have three things in common with each other.
One: They each have special abilities that shouldn’t be possible.
Two: They’ve all just had people try to kill them.
Three: They’ve all just been kidnapped and taken away from their home, families and friends.
Their lives will never be the same as they’re taken to a government facility and told that their abilities mean that they must train to become soldiers and fight. But are they being told the truth? Or is something more sinister going on? They must learn to trust each other and decide if they should stay on this path or run away from it. Either way there is no going back.
EXCERPT:
Chapter One
“How can you know that?”
“I just do. You will, too,
if you dream of the future. You’ll see us on a beach, drinking something with a
little umbrella in it.”
“I doubt that.”
“Prove me wrong and dream of
our actual future then.”
I sigh. “I can’t control it
like that.”
“Then we’ll just have to go
with my vision.”
I roll my eyes at him. He
moves to sit up properly and I feel the quilt move with him.
“Hey, didn’t I win a bet that
meant I controlled this quilt for a whole night?”
“Yes, and you graciously
allowed me to have some last night, thank you for that.”
“Actually, I was unconscious
for most of the night, so I don’t think that should count.”
“You should have read the
fine print. Last night was the only night included in the bet.”
I lean forward, resting on
my knees and look at his jaw in the light. There is a bruise forming and it
looks quite dark and sore.
“Does it hurt?” I reach out
to touch the spot, but stop myself before I can reach it. I’ve never hit a
person before and I hate that Charlie wears a bruise from the impact.
“It’s fine.” He shrugs like
it’s no big deal.
“I really didn’t mean to
hurt you yesterday, it was a complete fluke.”
“I know. Next time I won’t
make it so easy for you to get me.” He smiles at me.
“I caught you off guard
which is the reason I was able to hit you,” I reason.
“I made you think that. In
reality, I saw your punch coming and felt bad for you.” He winks at me and I
know he’s trying to stir me up.
“Who knows, maybe I’ll be
able to give you a matching bruise on the other side of your chin
tomorrow.” I smile back at him cockily.
“You mean, if I allow you
the chance to get near enough to me to do it.” He smirks at me.
“Tough talk for someone who has
now lost to two women so far. Maybe Martha can beat you next time?”
Instead of replying to that
like I expect, he reaches out with both hands and grabs my shoulders. Moments
later, I’m flat on my back and he is looming over me.
“Think you can beat me now?”
“Depends.” I can’t stop
smiling and I know I should probably feel awkward, having our bodies so close,
however after everything that has happened between us, I feel safe around him.
“Depends on what?” He, too,
smiles and my heart rate increases just seeing it.
“On whether you’re
ticklish.”
Since his hands are still on
my shoulders, his sides are completely open to attack, so I reach out and take
my advantage. I don’t expect the reaction I get..
Born and raised in South Australia, Jessica spends her days working in a bakery, afternoons catching up on lost sleep, and nights reading and writing. Writing has always been a passion of hers, however it wasn’t until Zoe appeared into her head and wouldn’t leave that she finally was able to put a story down and finish it. After writing three books, she is wondering if she should start charging Zoe and her friends rent.
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