Mystic Perceptions ePUB

By Jacqueline Paige

Jacinda Brown keeps to her safe existence doing investigative research, avoiding people and places with people. To most, it appears she has a normal life; blending completely undetected in her lonely continuation. She doesn’t investigate people; she can’t get that close. Through her hand she can feel emotions, thoughts. With a touch she can see what has been.

Unfortunately fate tosses her into a situation where her carefully guarded secret and her own conscience are at war when she finds herself working with detectives to find a killer.

Jacinda clashes with the very strongly grounded detective, Reid Merritt, destiny has forced her to work with. At some point he begins to matter, making her decision harder. Will he look at her with abhorrence, like she’s some sort of freak when she’s through?

When the fifth murder happens, Jacinda makes the decision to use her gift to find the killer. She doesn’t let herself think of how she’s going to suffer afterward, the consequences that will curse her again, the chance she’ll be giving up everything and starting all over. She just thinks of finding some justice and stopping a killer.
What will be the price, this time, for the ability she doesn’t want?

Paranormal Romantic Suspense

Sensuality rating: 2

Cover Art by Bev Haynes

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Chapter 1

Sliding down the door, Jacinda almost hoped her parents weren’t home. The dizziness was bad this time. She had barely had enough time to tell the driver her address before having to concentrate on not throwing up inside his cab. The pain in her head only added to the dizzy feeling that was making her feel as if part of her was floating. Howcould her skull be hurting this bad, but her brain inside feel like it was not attached?


Her mother’s voice sounded garbled. She tried to lift her head but couldn’t find the strength to do it. It happened again, Mom. Thinking it was all she could do for fear she would be sick if she tried to speak.

“Oh no baby, not again!”

Her mother helped her heavy body off the floor. She was sure she was moving her feet, but couldn’t be certain; she’d have to ask her mom when she came to again. Please don’t let me throw up on my mother, she prayed silently.

“I knew going to such a large, public place was going to be bad. So many people, too many things to touch.”

She recognized the worry in her mother’s voice and could even hear the fear. She’d had to try, just once more to see if it was going to happen to her everywhere, every time. Only wanting to help an old man get his stuff into his car. Was that so wrong? How could I have guessed such vile thoughts hid behind that warm smile?

The soothing touch of her mother’s gentle hands upon her forehead interrupted her thoughts.

“I’ll go get you a cool compress to help with the nausea. Just close your eyes and focus on staying calm.”

Closing her eyes, Jac took a deep slow breath. Her head was still swimming. I’m a freak. Wasn’t it bad enough when they pulled me out of school? Thirteen and forced to live without a social life. She wondered if her friends really missed her, there hadn’t been many phone calls in the last few months. Soon, I’ll be like a ghost no one ever sees.

Rolling carefully onto her side, she wasn’t sure which was worse, the headache, dizziness or the urge to throw up all over the place. Her mother’s voice carried from the hallway. She’d called her dad, which wasn’t surprising really. She supposed she was lucky her parents hadn’t labeled her a mutant child and put her in some hospital to be studied. They were one of a kind and she knew it. How many parents would be so accepting of having a daughter that saw the past through furniture and other objects? Or that saw someone’s emotions by touching them? Not many, she guessed.

“We’ll get through this Jac--no matter what it takes.”

She relaxed and let the sleep she was fighting pull her under, her mother’s words meaning everything to her.

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