CRYPTID CHRONICLES BOOK #1 IS
FREE!
AND there are new covers for the
series!
You think seeing ghosts is weird? Tell me
something I don't know.
My childhood
best friend Jeremy, happens to be a ghost.
My life is a puzzle, and the biggest piece missing has been my
dad. Since his disappearance when I was six it's been tough, but Jeremy has
been by my side through it all.
But
now Jeremy has gone missing too and I feel like I'm never going to get all the
answers I've been looking for.
Fate
intervenes when Hugh, a real live college beefcake, starts taking an interest
in me. He divulges that he also shares my little "gift" of seeing the
dead I know I'm finally getting closer to finding all the
pieces.
However, the more the puzzle
is completed, the more questions I have.
Senior year is hard enough as it is, but clearly I like a
challenge.
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AND AS A BONUS!
Here is an excerpt from Brina's upcoming
release, the Camryn Cross series, releasing October
27...
“You have to run. You have to go now Camryn!”
My
blood pumped through my body like it was on fire. I didn’t want to leave but
something was telling me to go. Something besides my frantic mother.
“I don’t understand! What’s going on?”
My father looked at me
sternly. “The world is falling apart. You have to go, to be safe.”
I
shook my head. “You have to come with me,” I pleaded. I was only seventeen, I
didn’t want to go alone.
The looked at each other, their eyes
sparkling with the liquid from their tears. My mother nodded. “Take Kiley,” my
father said.
“Kiley? But shouldn’t she be with her family?”
“She won’t have a family soon. Now go pack a bag for camp. I’ll call her
family.”
“It’s the right thing to do,” my mother agreed
solemnly.
“But you have to tell me why! Why do you want me to go to
camp? I haven’t been there in years!”
My mother grabbed me and
pulled me into a warm hug. “It’s the only place you’ll be safe. You’ll be with
your own kind.”
I pulled away from her, “My own kind? What the hell
does that mean?”
My mother looked away. I looked to my father for
comfort. “Dad, what is she talking about?”
He sighed. “She’s talking
about other babies that were born like you. People who are special. You,
Camryn, you are so special.”
Special. My own kind. My heart raced.
Who was I?
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