Identifying her parents was the hardest thing ever, until Kaya learned she was the killer’s next target. Moving had thrown the ancient predator off her trail temporarily but with magical abilities manifesting, Kaya’s scent grows stronger and the attempts on her life become constant. Narrowly surviving each encounter, Kaya is desperate to stop her potential assassin, but it’s hard to kill a creature that changes its appearance and disappears without a trace. Kaya finds the support she needs to succeed in her small group of friends and her boyfriend Kenneth. Like so many things, they’re more than what they seem and with the killer having unsettling similarities to Kenneth and his family…Kaya can’t help but wonder if there’s a connection.
Kaya was drifting in a weightless existence. She stood by herself in this black nothingness.
The darkness was absolute and she started to fear the worst when the blackness started to soften into shades of grey, and then finally the light of colors. At first it was just colors, but before long, shapes started to take form.
She was sitting in her parent’s house in Washington. Kaya sat at the small kitchen table, watching as her mother returned from the stove with a kettle in her hand. She walked to the table and set the kettle down on a pot holder. She then retrieved two cups from the cupboard, grabbed the canister of cocoa from the counter, and returned to the table.
“Hot chocolate?” she asked.
Kaya nodded her head yes. Hot chocolate was one of her favorite things.
“Mom, am I dead?”
She giggled, a sound Kaya missed so much, gazed at Kaya adoringly, and laid a hand on her shoulder.
“No, dear, not yet.”
“How do you know? I mean this is the plane of the dead, right?” Kaya asked her.
She set the cup of cocoa in front of Kaya on the table. “Yes, Kaya, this is the plane of the dead, and the dead do not have auras. You still have yours, but it’s dim. Your physical body is waging a war. If you want to continue on the plane of the living, you can’t stay here. You have to go back. Your physical body needs your spiritual strength to survive whatever has happened. I sensed your presence here, sensed you were lost, and pulled you here to me. As much as I would like to sit and chat, you don’t have time. Go find your way back. If you survive, I will come and visit you to learn what happened. Leave yourself open. If not, we will sit at this table again and you can tell me the tale then.”
Kaya gave her mother a hug and she felt a push through the plane in what she hoped was the right direction.
About Lynn Veevers
Hello from Oklahoma, but I am originally from the Great Northwest, Washington State. I have been writing since I was in late elementary, early middle school. I have always had a passion for the fantasy genre and as a result I most certainly do write what I like to read. I am a traditionally published YA Author with Clean Reads. My first book Pinnacle is coming out February 6th 2018 and it’s sequel Eximius will be out next summer. I also have various other novels and series in construction or being looked at by agents. My hope for this blog is to help other Authors who are aspiring to be published with advise and knowledge about the industry as well as to supply my readers with exclusive pre- published excerpts you will only find here!
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