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By Jamie
Magee
YA/NA Crossover Paranormal
Date Published: May 2012
Forgetting who you are, your
ambitions, your lover is crippling. Remembering, embracing your purpose with a
new sense of determination is more than empowering. It's soul seizing. Charlie
Myers is embarking on a life-altering path that will cause the damned to humble
in silence…
One night, just a few friends how
could it go so wrong? That was the question Charlie was asking herself when she
awoke in the ER. Outwardly nothing was wrong with Charlie, she was a vision of
perfect health, but Charlie knew something else was wrong, wickedly wrong. That
fearful notion became even more gripping when her mind began to parade haunting
visions of entrancing emerald green eyes, laced in black, before her. When she
felt a hole in her heart, when the music she drowned her fears in began to
amplify the ache in her soul, and caused her to crave an embrace she thought
she never knew.
Charlie knew then that part of her
was stolen. She was missing memories. Those memories were sacred. They held the
key to her sanity. They told her that the sinister whispers, and the shadows
that came to life before her, were not as ominous as she felt they were. They
caused her to forget the one talent that allowed her to face the darkness that
haunted her every waking hour. They also masked a much deeper bond, the face of
the one that had stolen her heart, long before that tragically blinding night.
Charlie wanted to stay in NY,
fight her demons where she found them, and ensure that her true home remained a
sanctuary. Fate had a different plan in mind. Against her will, Charlie was
sent to Salem to live with her sister. Within that small town Charlie found her
memories…and so much more.
Her story begins
now.
“I told you I’d tell you how to
get back,” he said, smiling faintly.
Every part of me was tingling.
Yet, I was frozen in place. I had no idea how I was going to focus well enough
to drive.
What would I do if I had to fight
these shadows in front of him? I was horrified.
“Yeah, but I thought you meant follow you,” I
said, trying to take in a breath after I said the
words.
“I wanted to ride with you,” he
said, pulling his belt on.
As he leaned closer to me to
fasten it, I could smell the addictive aroma of his cologne. I knew that scent.
My mind was firing off images of him at warp speed. His scent, his eyes, his
energy, every ounce of him was magnifying fantasies I could not comprehend in
the state I was in.
“Just for the record, you’re only
my second passenger. Third, if you count my teacher,” I said, putting the car
in drive.
“Duly
noted.”
I caught myself staring into his
enchanting eyes. His dark lashes framed the most alluring color I’d ever seen.
It was like they were intended to be black, but a shade of the most perfect
green had shattered the black canvas that they were.
Eyes that had haunted me for
days...
He stared back at me with almost
the same wonder, then he quirked a slight grin. “That way,” he said, pointing
to the left.
Obviously I was alone in my
fascination. Surely if we were anything like my minds eye was telling me we
were in some forgotten past he would have said something.
Unless. Unless it was a bad past.
The tinge of pain in my heart let
that dark thought enter my mind.
I felt my cheeks flush with
embarrassment. I tried to smile through it as I turned the wheel. I crept down
the gravel driveway, fighting the glare of the headlights coming from his
Hummer. Just before I reached the road, he reached up and moved my rearview
mirror, taking the torture of the lights away. He then gently grasped my ear
buds and pulled them out. His warm fingertips brushed against my skin, and it
took everything I had not to faint. I thought I heard him sigh, just after he
took in a deep breath. Those long fingertips of his lingered a little longer,
more than likely a second or two, but it felt like hours, then they slid down
my neck taking the cords from my ear buds with them.
I angled my eyes at him
to see if I had the same effect on him that he clearly had on
me.
“You have to be able to
see and hear if you’re going to get us home,” he explained, relaxing into his
seat. He bit his bottom lip as he bathed me in his smoldering gaze. We said a
thousand words at that moment. Words I could not hear, but wanted
to.
I'm an obsessive daydreamer. Lover
of loud alternative music. Addicted to Red Bull. I love to laugh until it
hurts. Fall is my favorite season. Black is my favorite 'shade.' Strong
believer in the saying: there is a reason for everything, therefore I search
for 'marked moments' every moment of everyday...and I find them. Life is
beautiful!
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