on January 6, 2014
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, YA
Strange things have always happened to Nia, and until now she’s written them off as flukes. At nineteen she has seen her fair share of odd occurrences and just feels lucky.
When Nia unknowingly spoke a prophecy on her eighteenth birthday she freaked out her best friend, Rhea. Nia realizes she needs to find some answers. Rhea makes her promise to go and see her Great Aunt Amarie, but she isn’t sure if her crazy aunt could really help.
Nia finds herself unexpectedly drawn to a stranger and begins dreaming of people who seem to know everything about her.
They offer little in the way of information as to how and why. It all feels too real but Nia is unsure, at least until she wakes up with a trinket from the encounter.
When dreams and reality collide Nia will have to face dangers she never knew existed. Ready or not she will have to discover her True Fate.
There’s a text from Rhea, her best friend. It’s a reminder about their road trip next week and their need for cooler weather clothes shopping. She cringes at the fact that she’ll have to actually shop sooner rather than later. Nia texts her back quickly while she hands over the ten dollars she had ready and takes her receipt and change. Preoccupied with correcting her auto correct fiasco, formerly known as a text, she slams hard into what she’s certain is a body.
Her messenger bag hits the linoleum with a crack! She’s hoping beyond hope that it wasn’t her MP3 player. Nia stifles a groan as she digs in her bag as a hand comes into her vision and a decidedly male voice says, “I am so sorry, please, let me help you up.”
Nia hadn’t even really look at who she ran into, but was sure to have pink cheeks. She spends so much time in her head, she doesn’t ever notice much around her. Right now she’s speechless, staring at the lightest blue eyes she has ever seen igniting her blood like it was on fire. The tips of her fingers tingle from his touch and her heart feels like it’s running on rocket fuel. She can’t shake the shuddering warm butterflies infiltrating her insides.
“Oh, no, it’s my fault. I…..I wasn’t looking where I was going.” she replied shyly. ‘Who was this shy girl!?’ She internally chided herself.
Was she the only one feeling this hum of energy? It’s an almost tangible feeling, but by the odd look on his face of familiarity mixed with wonder. ‘Maybe he feels it too’, she thought.
His radiant smile made a dimple in his cheek, causing her breath catch in her throat. “Nah, it’s okay, really.” he simply replied. She gave a small smile biting the inside of her cheek and took that moment to look him over. He’s not too short and not too tall, if she had to guess he was five, nine or five, ten. He has short hair that’s dark as night. She noticed black scrolling filigree peeking out of his barely rolled up sleeve’s on his light olive skin. His comfortable attire was almost her favorite part. She was utterly embarrassed to be caught enjoying the view. But she knew she had indeed been caught. She could tell by the confident look on his face, almost approving her ogling. ‘Snap out of it Nia!’ she shook herself mentally.
Barely coaxing herself to speak, for fear of seeming like a total creeper staring at him. ‘Say something!’ she commanded herself as she fumbled a question out, “Well… maybe… I mean if you’re not here with someone or, umm….. Do you wanna have lunch with me?” Nia asked wanting to kick herself. ‘That was smooth, real smooth. Ugh!’ she thought biting her bottom lip.
He held out his hand for the second time and his dimple ignited fully, causing Nia to gape like an absolute fool, “Name’s Aaron Pierce and I would absolutely love to.” She took his hand delighted by the tingles it inspired. “Epifania De La Garza. But you can call me Nia.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Life is chaos and reading is my relaxation. Writing comes second only to my family and my music. I love playing the bass and singing backup vocals for my husband. A tattoo artist turned author, following my dream and loving it!”
“I am currently writing True Fate, my first YA Paranormal Fiction! I hope to publish by the end of the year or the beginning of next year. Luckily I have my best friend who is also my supportive husband to cheer me on. I’m definitely looking forward to the painful journey of becoming a self-published author!”