"Mom always says the angels walk among us. She forgot
to tell me that sometimes they're not all fluffy and nice."
Seventeen-year-old Caleb Wood has seen people he calls the
walkers since he was a baby. It didn't take long for him to realize
something…no one can see these strangers but him. They never stuck around or
tried to touch him. And they never said a word. That was until one day on the
first day of class in his senior year when an incredibly gorgeous girl strolls
into his life…and things are never the same again.
Soon Caleb realizes he has stepped into the middle of a
growing conflict between two celestial races. And his ability to see the
invisible ones, the half-breeds that want to modify the human race, just might
be the only hope both he and the mysterious, but infuriating Gia have of making
it out alive.
About the Author:
KaSonndra Leigh was born in Charlotte, North Carolina. She
now lives in the City of Alchemy and Medicine, North Carolina. Her two sons,
aka the X-Men, have made her promise to write a boy book next.
She holds the MFA in creative writing, and loves to play
CLUE, Monopoly (the Indiana Jones version), and Pandora's Box (good writer's
block therapy). She lives in an L-shaped house with a garden dedicated to her
grandmother. It has a secret library complete with fairies, Venetian plastered
walls, and a desk made out of clear blue glass.
Excerpt
There was no one in the classroom besides the two of us. To
admit this girl made me feel a little shaky sounded weak. I put on a manly
face, squared my shoulders, and sat in the desk behind her. The little kid in
me still wanted to run away like a baby, though.
And then she laughed.
It was a high-pitched giggle, a normal girl’s sound. That
wasn’t right. I don’t remember any of the other spirits laughing before.
“So you wanna run from me, huh? Go ahead. I’ll just find you
like I always do, Caleb,” she said, still facing the chalk board in the front
of the classroom. Her voice was smooth like a musical instrument, maybe a
flute. Nah. It was more like a harp. I could listen to it all day.
But even her sexy pipes didn’t change the fact that she just
read my mind. How did she do that?
“Are you going to run, or stay? I need a quick answer,
because I have a lot to do today.” She turned her head to the side a bit.
“I don’t run from anything,” I said, trying to ignore the
prickle in my underarms. Good thing I used my dad’s deodorant this morning.
That old-timers stuff was strong enough to knock out anything.
She didn’t scare me as much as some of the other walkers, my
nickname for them. But I wasn’t ready to get her digits either. As a baby, I
remembered talking to a few of them. That ability disappeared sometime around
my thirteenth birthday. This was the first time I spoke to one in four years.
“What are you people: angels, ghosts, or zombies?” I asked,
my voice squeaking on the last syllable. What a dork.
“Can’t you be a little more creative?” She turned around in
her seat to face me, an amused expression on her ridiculously gorgeous face. I
sucked my breath. Her strange amber-hazel eyes pierced through me. The word
beautiful didn’t do enough for this walker-girl.
“I thought I was pretty creative,” I said.
“Nope. Your ideas suck,” she said with a smug face.
“Nice. Thanks,” I said, getting annoyed.
“And I don’t sparkle in the sun, either. So scratch that one
off your list too.”
I frowned. “Then tell me the right answer. And you can go
ahead and explain how I won the honor of being stalked?”
“I’m a creative mix of many things. Feel better now?” She
tilted her head. Blue-black hair flowed around her face as if it were made of
silky thread. “So others have come before me?” She seemed to be talking to
herself rather than asking me.
“Maybe,” I said. Why should I tell her everything? One thing
I did know. At this rate, I was probably going to be committed to the loony
ward on the first day of school.
“I’m going to need your help soon, Caleb. You have to be
ready,” she whispered, her face suddenly serious. Right then, I knew my world
was about to change…forever.
Who is the Dark Seraphine? Find out in September, 2012.
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