***Featuring Author Julia Crane***
Excerpt: Fractured Innocence #2 IFICS Series:
About Julia Crane:
Julia Crane is the author of the YA paranormal fiction novels: Keegan's Chronicles, Mesmerized and Eternal Youth. Julia was greatly encouraged by her mother to read and use her imagination, and she's believed in magical creatures since the day her grandmother first told her an Irish tale.
Julia has traveled far and wide to all the places her grandmother told her about, gaining inspiration from her journeys to places like Nepal, Cyprus, Sri Lanka, Italy, France and many more. And who knows?
Maybe the magical creatures she writes about are people she met along the way.
Julia Crane has a bachelor's degree in criminal justice. Although she's spent most of her life on the US east coast, she currently lives in Dubai with her husband and three children.
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Excerpt: Fractured Innocence #2 IFICS Series:
A horn blared and their steps faltered as they looked over their shoulders. A black sedan slowed and the window rolled down.
“Excuse me. We’re lost. Could you tell us how to get out of the neighborhood?”
Aaliyah slowed to a stop, looked at the older man and then back at Darrius. The man seemed harmless enough, and it was a confusing neighborhood.
She hesitated, and then called Darrius to her. They walked towards the car. Aaliyah was careful to stay a safe distance, but close enough that they could still hear her. Something about the man’s gaze – cold, direct and unblinking – was creeping her out. Even in a neighborhood known for its crime, he was more sinister than anyone she’d run across.
With her arm around her brother protectively, she started to give directions. The back door opened, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. Her instincts screamed at her to run, but she was rooted in place. Frozen in fear.
A large man grabbed her from behind. She pushed Darrius forward.
“Run,” she yelled.
Her brother looked at her, his big brown eyes filled with fear before he took off in a sprint. He didn’t make it very far. Another large man stepped out of the car and chased him down. He threw him over his shoulder while her brother kicked and screamed.
Something pricked her neck; it felt like a bee sting. The ground swam before her.
Dear God, no! This can’t be hap—. Her body went limp and her world black.
Lightly, she squeezed the grip handle, sucked in a breath and released. Just like her instructors had taught her. She squeezed the trigger and got lost in the moment as the targets zigzagged in front of her. At some point, she felt Ace enter the building. He didn’t speak, and she didn’t acknowledge him. Kaitlyn never missed a beat.
Over and over, she released the cartridge and jammed in another. She went through over two hundred rounds of ammo.
When she was finished, she hit the button, and the targets slid forward.
“How the hell are you so good?” Ace demanded. She turned towards him and noticed his darkened gaze.
Kaitlyn was taken aback by the tone of his voice. She set the gun down and started taking it apart to clean it without answering.
“I’ve worked with the best of the best. How the hell are you head and shoulders above them? You’re like some kind of freak.”
She bristled and turned away from his probing gaze. His turn of phrase struck her where it still hurt. There were times when she looked in the mirror and all she could see was a freak. How would a normal person respond? She knew if she kept quiet, it would just enrage him and make her appear even more robotic.
Her mouth opened and closed without speaking, she couldn’t find the words.
“Jealously doesn’t become you, Ace.” Erik’s voice cut through the air. She hadn’t heard him enter and that bothered her.
“Jealousy? Hell, yes, I’m jealous, but more than that, I’m baffled.” He threw his arms in the air. “Seriously, what the hell, man? This shit ain’t normal, and you know it just as well as I do.”
“Leave her alone.”
“Ooh, what are you now, Prince Charming? Coming to save the damsel in distress? I hate to break it to you, buddy, but this chick doesn’t need any saving.”
Kaitlyn took in a deep breath and let it out before speaking. “It’s fine, Erik. I don’t know what to tell you, Ace. I guess my training has been better.” She continued to wipe down the gun without looking up.
“Bullshit.” He pushed the button and the targets moved forward. “Look at this. Every single one of the hits is dead center. No variations—that’s impossible.”