Swift
Author: Heather London
Genre: YA Fantasy/Paranormal
Description:
Meredith Martin is being hunted by evil, for something she is destined to become, but knows nothing about.
After graduating from high school, Meredith is ready to leave the place that has been a constant reminder of what happened to her as a child. She was just eight years old when her family died in a mysterious car accident, taking the secret of her destiny with them. It’s not until a new family moves to town that she realizes leaving may not be as easy as she once thought.
Meredith feels an instant connection towards the Harpers, especially the good-looking, mysterious Blake and his overly friendly sister, Abby. After a series of bizarre events that happen too often to be coincidence, Meredith begins to realize that she is at the center of something larger than herself—possibly the same thing that killed her parents and twin sister many years ago. Nightmarish visions and resurfacing memories push Meredith closer to Blake, leading her to discover her destiny and other buried secrets.
As Meredith tries to understand her new world, she will be put to the ultimate test, and her strength and courage will be challenged more than she ever imagined.
Suddenly
my feeling of joy was interrupted by cries of grief echoing throughout the
cemetery. I turned my head right and left, searching for the person suffering,
when a figure to the right caught my eye. I squinted, trying to see the person
more clearly, but she was still too far away. The closer I got, the more I
realized I didn’t recognize her at all—and I knew everyone in that town, more than
I wanted to. Her long, corn-silk blonde hair would have easily stood out in
Marblehead, and her long green skirt and white lace blouse were definitely not
the style around here. She was kneeling with her hands cupped over her face as
if she were trying to hide her tears from someone. But as I scanned the area
around her, I realized there was no one there but me. As I got closer, I could
see that she was kneeling in front of the four mysterious Harper graves that I
had made a point to stop at during each of my visits. She can’t be crying
because she knows them; those graves are ancient, I thought to myself. The
people buried there have been gone for a very, very long time.
I
cautiously moved toward her, but soon she noticed my presence. The young
woman’s head jerked up and her wide-eyed stare stopped me dead in my tracks. In
that second, I wished that I could run, run faster than the wind, faster than
the speed of light. I wanted nothing more than to get away from the startling
green eyes that stared at me as if they had seen a ghost. For the first few
seconds, no words passed between us. There was just her cold stare and the
adrenaline coursing throughout my body.
As I
stood there, frozen, I searched for words to speak. I wanted to say something
along the lines of “Sorry for interrupting you” or “Please excuse me,” but the words were stuck in my throat.
Anything. Just one word?
Finally,
as if a bond had been broken, I found my voice again. “Hi,” I whispered,
swallowing hard. Hi? That’s all I can
say? Here I am staring at this stranger that quite honestly looked like she
could have just walked out of the psych ward, and all I can mutter out is hi?
But
there was no reply, no change in her facial expression.
“Sorry
if I scared you. I heard you crying.” Stupid. What am I saying? Just leave.
Walk away before you make things even more uncomfortable. “Umm … Sorry to have
interrupted you.” My voice cracked, and I turned to walk in the opposite
direction.
Then the
girl, who had not spoken one word or even made a move since our eyes met, stood
up. “It can’t be,” she finally muttered under her breath as she slowly backed
away from me.
Well, at
least she could speak.
Heather London is
a young adult author who loves to write stories full of fantasy,
romance, and science fiction. She is a lover of only the finest of
coffee and premium craft beer, but will settle for anything chocolate,
regardless of its quality. Heather lives with her husband in Dallas, TX
where she is currently working hard on her next project. 
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