Expected publication: October 7, 2013
Unfathomable forces have always contested Genevieve Indiana Falcon, known as Indie. The curse of her cold touch entraps her just as the grief ignited in her past torments her. Yet, her mysterious ability to dream while awake saturates her in the belief that she was not always anguished. There is hope that one day a true peace in her soul can be found.
Foolishly, Indie assumes she has contained her life in an odd balance, and she cherishes the visions she sees of the enigmatic boy that held her in a lost time, but can never reach. She grieves for a life she fears she'll never possess, and that grief is a weapon she uses against her aunt who stands between her and her inheritance.
Weeks away from her twenty-first birthday, the date where she would assume control over her family legacy, a night terror robs Indie of the balance she was clinging to. Like the dream she had before she lost her family, it predicts a fatal catastrophe on the horizon. The fight between life and death, good and evil, began the moment her thundering heart awoke her.
Everything changed after that dream. The one thing that keeps her curse at bay is stolen, and then the enigmatic boy arrives in the flesh. Face to face with her fiery born-again lover Indie realizes that the only way she can prevent the tragedy before her is to surrender everything she was, is, and could be.
Can she bend the laws of nature and fight the improbability that fire and ice could ever be one? As far as Indie is concerned, there is not a myth, spoken fate, or curse that is stronger than her stubborn desire to have it all ... including him.
The moment it touched my skin, I felt warmth for the first time; I felt my heart pound in my chest. Two fast beats. Two beats that caused me to feel alive for the first time ever. That thrill ignited the most rapid heartbeat I’ve ever felt in my life. To this day, it is unmatched. I felt the sensation of a first kiss and thousands of other emotions that my youth could not or should not have been able to comprehend. It was a breathless surge of energy. A deep whisper echoed in my mind, ‘I’ve got you, Love. I’m never going to let you go.’
I saw flashes of my home, but the land around it was different. I heard my laugh; I felt strong arms around me as I fell in the snow. I felt bliss, I felt claimed. It was the strongest vision I’d ever seen, one I wanted to hold forever deep inside of me, never let go.
“What do you see?” she asked with a tremble. It was clear to me that she was hoping she was wrong about me, but my instant reaction had proved her theories to be on point.
“This is my home,” I whispered, unable to explain that what I felt was so much more powerful.
She nodded once. “What do you feel?”
A blushing smile came to the corners of my lips. “Warmth.”
Skylynn took in a sharp breath. “Okay,” she said as she carefully tied the scarf around my wrist. She whispered words, and a gleaming blue light surrounded it, then vanished. “This is not mine, and I will need it back one day, but for now it will keep you safe. It will keep the cold at bay, allow you to hide that side effect.”
“Who does it belong to?” I asked with a quake in my voice. I doubted I could stand in their presence. The energy was so powerful that it elevated me to a level that was out of my control. It was breaking me free from the cage I’d put my soul in, and I wasn’t sure I was brave enough to step out of that cage at the ripe old age of fourteen.
“That doesn’t matter right now…
Jamie Magee has always believed that each of us have a defining gift that sets us apart from the rest of the world, she has always envied those who have known from their first breath what their gift was. Not knowing hers, she began a career in the fast paced world of business. Raising a young family, and competing to rise higher in that field would drive some to the point of insanity, but she always found a moment of escape in a passing daydream. Her imagination would take her to places she’d never been, introduce her to people she’s never known. Insight, her debuting novel, is a result of that powerful imagination. Today, she is grateful that not knowing what defined her, led her on a path of discovery that would always be a part of her.