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Love is a flame we embrace with open arms.
Kiera, a young warrior, adopted off the streets and raised
by a group of psychic brethren—encounters the first pangs of infatuation after
rescuing a computer prodigy.
Her destiny entails protecting the life and work of Carlin,
genius geek, along with a mate who will pull her from death’s clutches.
From the moment she saves Carlin’s life, fate steers her
into a series of events that opens her world to the sensuous allure of danger
and desire.
Carlin, an electronics scholar, develops the means to bring
this country to its knees. Lacking evil intent, his intellects pushes him to
test the limits of possibilities.
Kyley, kidnapped as an infant, is the means to an end for
Roth. Her psychic talents are the key to unleashing biologic, chemical, and
financial terrorism, inducing total anarchy in the USA. A collector of psychic
talents, he enjoys indulging his inner sociopathic OCD.
Kyley’s years of abuse at Roth’s hands have yet to crush her
spirit, buy if Roth isn’t stopped soon, chaos will reign, destroying all within
its path.
Taylor’s strong telekinetic power and military background
have allowed a seamless blend with the
paranormal force working to help others with psychic abilities. When he happens
upon a terrified young woman in a restaurant making a bid for freedom, they’re
both set on a new path, filled with death, destruction, hope, and passion.
Two groups of warriors, their unique skills unknown to
mankind, live and fight in the shadows with courage and honor, to preserve our
way of life. Their incredible stories are a spirit-stirring journey that speaks
to the dreams we all share.
Excerpt
Carlin
strode beside his bodyguard through the dimly lit parking garage fidgeting with
his keys. “Adam, this does not make
it to my top five favorite places to visit.”
A
rat skittered across the floor in the shadows, and he imagined it turning a
gimlet-eyed stare on its intruders. Filth, gas, and pizza from a nearby
restaurant thickened the air, reminiscent of the alley apartment he occupied
during college. Small pools of dingy light challenged macabre shadows for
dominance—and lost. Clashing of the bleak rays and murky silhouettes added an
ominous, prophetic feeling he couldn’t shake. Water stains mingled with the
shadows to create fleeting two dimensional monsters. Carlin was not a fan of
Rorschach. Crap, I haven’t been spooked
like this in years.
Adam
shrugged. “Sir, as your bodyguard, I admit this isn’t my idea of a secure
location either, but it is the
closest enclosed parking available to meet with your client. The open street
leaves you too vulnerable. As much as you cherish your privacy, I’m surprised
you agreed to help at all.”
“He’s
a college buddy, needed help with a simple, high-tech security task. Seems
twenty-first century technology left him in the dust.”
“Next
time, why don’t you at least suggest meeting during the daytime?” Adam’s
narrowed eyes and tilted head as if listening to a far-off sound—usually
spelled trouble.
“Next time, remind me a proctologist’s exam
would be more enjoyable, okay?” Sweat beaded his forehead despite the cool
December breeze drifting over the graffiti-covered knee wall.
“Yeah,
I’m feeling it too. Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Carlin’s
skidding on a badly patched piece of concrete prompted his bodyguard to scan
the area around them. Dirt and crumbles skittered, their audio report echoed
off the walls.
"Watch
your step, sir, we don’t need to broadcast our location." Adam murmured as
he reached out to steady him.
“You
know…” Carlin muttered, “Folks generally think of me as a good analytical and
concrete thinker. Perhaps whatever higher power gifted me with intuitive
abilities for logistics and computers decided on a mental tariff—common sense.”
"My
sixth sense says trouble’s GPS has already locked on. Stay close.”
The
gentle slide of Adam’s gun from its shoulder rig compelled Carlin to suck in
the cool night air, searing his lungs.
“Sir,
instincts are the best survival tool we have. They’re rarely wrong. Better safe
than sorry.”
Sharp
chirps split the silence, Carlin’s cell threw his heart rate into overdrive.
Hair on his nape prickled as he fumbled in his pocket. With an all-thumbs
equivalent, he extracted the nuisance and hit ignore.
Massive
pillars supported the five-story concrete structure. Rounding one to his left,
his foot stalled mid-step when Adam snatched him sideways. The colossal thug he
almost plowed into blended into the shadows.
“Jesus!"
The man personified hulkish features
with abject malice in his gaze. The split-second observation brought Carlin a
rush of adrenaline. "You're huge!" Brown hair pulled back in a
ponytail swept his shoulder giving the look of a mob enforcer. A bulge of
pitted, tanned skin separated a straight line of bushy eyebrows. Dark eyes
appeared to hold a terrible knowledge and gave his hard stare a cold
calculating look.
The
brute’s gaze raked Carlin's body head to toe. Chipped yellow teeth appeared as
his thin lips pulled back in a wide grin. "Time to meet your maker,
prodigy." He mimicked Carlin's sidestep in a lightning-fast move and
knocked Adam's gun from his right hand. Its ricocheting underneath a nearby
Toyota produced multiple tin-like clinks.
Time
seemed to fracture. Adam's left arm shoved Carlin to the side. His assailant
took wily advantage in that flash of time. He watched his bodyguard go down
hard from his attacker's leg sweep.
One
blink and a dagger appeared in the thug's hand. Its arc and swift speed toward
his belly made it little more than a glimmer in the weak light. His neurons
couldn't fire fast enough to follow its passage. Two feet stood between Carlin
and a trip to his maker, complements of this walking nightmare.
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Bio
Life teaches us many
lessons. One of the most important ones Shyla’s learned is to take the time to
enjoy family and friends. Our circumstances change on a daily basis. However
small the differences may seem, they add up over time. Through a lifetime of various
trials and tribulations, she’s discovered the enjoyment of sharing her stories
with those that would relish participating in the journey of extraordinary
people through their everyday lives.
After years of
employment in various fields including medical, law enforcement, and private
investigations, Shyla’s experiences inspired the stories she brings to life.
From the horrific to the awe-inspiring, life’s lessons affect us all,
regardless of the virtual walls we build or the blinders we don.
The way we
incorporate these into our daily life helps determine our character and how we
affect those around us. A simple and small kindness can go a very long way and have a profound effect on others.
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