The
Forsaken Prophecies
Giovanna
Lagana
Genre:
Paranormal romantic suspense
Mystery/Thriller
ASIN:
B00H0M7PLI
Number
of pages: 324
Word
Count: 78280
Cover
Artist: Ghislain Mallet
Book
Description:
In
the blink of an eye Megan Johnson’s perfect life turns into a
nightmare. Her beloved husband mysteriously dies in a car crash and
her fourteen-year-old son, Tristan, runs away with a diabolical cult
leader named Vincent Hellion. Her world is spiraling to destruction.
She leans on her husband’s best friend, Rhett Foster, for support
and help. But when feelings she thought she never had for Rhett begin
to surface and unknown psychic powers possess her, she becomes more
confused than ever. She tries to push her feelings for Rhett aside
and focus on her visions to save her son before it’s too late.
Rhett
Foster has loved Megan for so long. But he never confessed his
feelings to her because his best friend was her husband. Now that her
husband is dead, he struggles with his conscience. Should he tell
Megan how he really feels or should he honor his best friend's
memory?
Megan's
desperate quest to find and free her son sets them both on a path of
love, danger, and renewal. If they return, their lives will be
changed forever.
Excerpt:
Megan
closed the door and leaned on it. She began to cry. Fatigue and the
doctor’s words took their toll on her.
Rhett
hugged her and caressed her long hair. “You heard what the doctor
said? Tristan is going to be all right.”
She
sniffled. “But what if he gets worse? Mark and he were so close. He
lost his whole world a few days ago.”
“He
still has you,” Rhett said.
“Yeah,
but what if he doesn’t let me in? What if he won’t let me help
him and support him? He’s a teenager now, Rhett. At his age, who
knows how he will react.”
Rhett
stared into her eyes, which she knew were watery, red, and puffy.
“Then I’m here. Granted, my relationship with Tristan isn’t
anywhere as close as his relationship had been with his dad, but we
are still close. If he won’t confide in you, then I’ll try. The
kid is tough. You and Mark hit the jackpot with him. He’ll be
okay.”
“I
hope you’re right, Rhett.”
He
pulled out a compact pouch of tissues from his suit pocket. “Here
you go.”
She
smiled, wiped her teary eyes, and jokingly said, “Thanks, do you
have any mascara in there, too?”
He
put his hand in his pocket to check. “No, just a small lint
remover. Care to use it?”
They
both laughed at his joke. Then Megan felt a twinge of guilt for
experiencing a happy emotion when she buried her husband just a few
hours before. She turned serious. “Why is it that you always know
what to say or do? It’s like you can read my mind.”
He
smiled as he raised his left eyebrow. “That’s because we’ve
known each other almost all our lives.”
“That’s
true. There’s nothing we don’t know about each other. We have no
secrets. You’re like the big brother I always wanted.”
Looking
up into the air, he nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I know. I know. You always
say that.”
“But
it’s true. You’ve always been there for me, and for Mark.” A
yawn escaped her lips. “What am I thinking right now?”
Rhett
winked as he spoke. “Okay, okay, I get the hint. I’ll go now.”
With genuine concern, he continued, “Are you going to be okay?”
“Yes,
I think I’ll go to bed early.”
He
opened the door. “I’ll call you tomorrow from work. Bye.” He
kissed her cheek and left.
*
* * *
As
Rhett closed the door behind him, he rubbed his nose. Megan’s soft
locks had tickled his cheek. He could still smell her strawberry
scented shampoo. He thought about what she had just said as he stood
on her porch. “We have no secrets,” she’d uttered. She was
wrong.
He
had a secret that he kept from her all of these years. He wondered if
he should ever tell her the truth. Their friendship would be at great
risk if he did.
Rhett
got into his car, put on the radio, and tuned it to his favorite
station. The Wind Beneath My Wings was playing. He had a flashback of
when he and Megan had been seventeen. They were dancing to this song
at their prom.
Since
they didn’t have any dates, they decided to go with each other. A
smile formed on his face as he remembered how they both had two left
feet. A spectacle they had made of themselves on the dance floor. Ah,
the fun times they had. Megan was certainly someone special. How
boring his life would have been if she had never come into it.
He
drove off, vowing to protect her and her son in these troubled times.
He owed it to Mark and to himself.
About
the Author:
Giovanna
Lagana is a freelance author. Some of her short stories and poems
have been featured in magazines like Tales of the Talisman,
Short-Story.Me, Static Movement, and Fear and Trembling Magazine,
etc.
Website:
www.giovannalagana.com
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/G_Lagana
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