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I can’t believe Wake Me, the first book in my new Hidden Destiny series, is here!
I’m so excited to get the chance to share this with you. The series revolves
around a group of friends who must come to terms with a paranormal ability.
They are all drawn to one place in the city of Austin, Trinity Tavern, but that
isn’t the only thing they share.
In Wake
Me, Sarah McKinley must come to terms with her ability to have psychic
dreams. They’ve made her life miserable with the eerie feelings they create,
the helplessness she feels when she has one, and her lack of ability to control
them. She’d much rather forget them, but her big mouth gets her in trouble,
especially with a sexy detective grounded in reality, Jesse Cordell.
Also during Wake Me, we meet Travis Blake, a friend of Sarah’s who plays an
important role throughout the series. I look forward to sharing the next books
in the series with you hopefully next year! For now, I hope you enjoy Sarah and
Jesse’s journey!
Wake Me blurb:
Her psychic dreams come true.
Sarah McKinley’s attempts to take her
foreknowledge of crimes to the Seattle Police Department marked her as a
troublemaker and were never taken seriously. Starting over in Austin, she plans
never to reveal her gift, but shortly after she arrives, the dreams begin
again, and the local police want to know why she has knowledge only the killer
could possess.
Detective Jesse Cordell watched his mother
con people with her “psychic ability” all through his childhood. He hones in on
Sarah, who has means, motive, and opportunity to have murdered the victim in
his current investigation. Instinct tells him she didn’t commit the crime, but
she definitely knows more than she’s letting on.
Can he put aside his doubts and join forces
with her, against everything he believes in, to find the real killer? Or will
he do his job and put her behind bars? After all, there’s no such thing as the
“psychic ability.” Or is there?
Excerpt:
The buzz around her head grew louder as
more students joined the crowd. Yellow tape secured the crime scene several
yards away, but limbs still stuck over the cement edge of the water fountain.
A guy in plain clothes ducked under the
tape and ventured toward them. A gold shield hung from his belt. “Can anybody
tell me what happened?”
“She can!” a male voice from behind
called out.
Hoping to take attention off herself,
Sarah joined the other students in whirling around to see who the guy meant.
Several voices rushed toward the man, accosting him with different versions of
the crime. Sarah floated through the sea of people, away from the crowd.
For the nine months, she’d lived in
Austin, she’d never mentioned a word about her so-called psychic gift. Almost a full year had passed.
She’d started to think she would be normal again.
But a brand-new dream reminded her she
would always be different.
Heading toward the street, she picked up
her steps. Don’t look back. You’ve done
enough damage.
“Miss! Hey, wait up!”
“Damn.” She slowed her feet. No point in
trying to run. She’d look guilty of something then the cops would have a reason
to haul her off the school campus in cuffs.
Turning, she came face-to-face with the
striking plain-clothes cop. “I’m Detective Cordell with Austin Police.” He
stood at least six inches taller than she, his jet-black hair sheared in a
standard cut for police. The bulk of his chest stretched the material of his
short-sleeved dress shirt. With dark eyes and sexy confidence, he was all sorts
of captivating. If he hadn’t been such a threat to her freedom, she might even
have called him handsome. “Do you have a minute? I’d like to ask you some
questions.”
There died his charm.
