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Synopsis: What
happens when you receive a guardian angel?What if you don't believe you need one?
What if one wants you removed?
Claire Grayson is a seventeen year old girl on the verge of graduating high school. Better than a year ago her mother went back to work full time. Her father, being an attorney, has always been gone long hours, so that is nothing new to her. So now she has learned to take care of her basic needs on her own. For spending and gas money she works part time as a tutor for other students who need a little help in various subjects.
Her best friends are the bright spots that helped to keep her laughing when she thought herself in love only to have thim break her heart. After the crash of her heart, it took her a while to come back to the land of the living. Just when she did, when she was finally done waiting for him to realize his mistake. When she decided that it was time for her to move on. She meets Sterling Warde.
Sterling Warde is a Guardian. He helps people in need and helps them get on in life with a better understanding of living. While with a charge that was almost ready to take back his own life, Sterling catches a glimpse of Claire and is startled by his reaction to her. Puzzled, he follows her to see what the spark was. What made her reach out and touch his nerves and steal his breath. When he finally reveals himself to her she is afraid of him and doesn't want him around. But with time and patientence, he works to see her safe.
There are people out there that want each of them for themselves. Someone who will stop at nothing to have Sterling. Someone who will do anything to reclaim Claire's affections. Together, Sterling and Claire will dissuade them. Someone will fall. Someone will hurt. And others will...
Sneak Peek from Chapter One!
Have you ever heard the saying ‘The grass is always greener
on the other side’? Or, if you hear someone say ‘every cloud has a silver
lining’, you really don’t imagine it to hold any real truth, just wishful
thinking. Well, that’s what I thought anyhow. Until, I had my very own cloud
with a silver lining. Ok. I can see your face now. You don’t believe me, but
it’s true. It showed up in my bedroom as this little mass of what I thought was
fog. Yeah I know. Fog in your bedroom, you say? Again, I know how it sounds,
but it’s true. Well, my name is Claire Grayson and this is my story. Let me
start off with that morning.
The morning of November 4th, I woke up to my
alarm clock at 6:45 am. Just like every other regular weekday for school. I
laid there in bed trying to coax myself to get up. When I finally managed to
drag my sorry self out of bed, I looked over by my closet door to see what
looked like a patch of fog hovering about two or three feet off my carpeted
floor. I sat on the edge of my mattress for a couple more minutes just staring
at it. Waiting, and wondering if it would disappear. It didn’t. I waited some
more. Maybe about six or seven minute’s had passed before I got up to look at
it a little more closely. I stood about a foot away from it for another minute
or so, just to see if it would disappear. Again, it
didn’t. With more than a slightly nervous hand, I reached out to it. When my
fingers had just broken the surface, it seemed to solidify right in front of my
eyes! As quick as the snap of lightning, pulling back my hand, I jumped back a
few feet and landed on my backside rather painfully. As I sat there and watched
it, it seemed to be getting a little bigger. Where at first it was only about
the size of a beach ball, it was now about the size of those ridiculously big
balloons car dealer’s use! Maybe even just a little bit bigger! But by the time
it got to that size, it seemed to slow down and stop growing all together. My
heart slamming in my chest, adrenaline pin pricking all over my body, I stood
up slowly. I backed up until my knees hit the edge of my bed and I was forced
to sit. I sat there for what seemed like forever when inside my head I heard a
deep voice speak.
Hello
Claire.
A voice! In my head! Eyes darting around for the source, I
ran out of my room as quickly as my tingling legs would carry me. All the way
down the steps and into the first floor bathroom. Closing the door and locking
it, I put my back against it and just stood there gasping for air.
There
just doesn’t seem to be enough in this little bathroom!
After about five or six minutes of deep breaths, I calmed
down enough to think. “What was that?” I asked myself, not expecting an answer
by any means.
I am
here to be of service to you Claire. It spoke again with a smooth
tone.
Quickly scanning the bathroom, I spin in a circle looking,
“Who… Wh… What are you?” I hissed into the air.
You
need not speak out for me to hear you Claire.
I start to blink my eyes several times in an attempt to wake
up. Ok, I’m still sleeping. I must be.
That’s it, I'm dreaming. I think as I pinch my arms, and slap my cheeks. Soon my real alarm clock is going to go
off and I’ll wake up from this craziness.
You are
not crazy, I am real. And, as I said before, I am here for you Claire. The
voice responded to my thoughts in a timbre that rumbled low and soft.
I started freaking out just a little more that this dream
just isn’t stopping and I'm not waking up, I walk over to the sink and turn on
the cold water. I place my hands under the running water and wait to wake up.
Nothing. I’m still standing here. I
bend down so I can splash some cold water onto my face. Again, still not
waking. Wake up Claire! Wake up!
You are
not sleeping.
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