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Night Sky (Night Sky #1)
Author: Suzanne and Melanie Brockmann
Genre: YA Paranormal
Release Date: September 1, 2015
Publisher: Sourcebooks Fire
Description:
Sixteen-year-old Skylar Reid is thrown into a
strange world when she discovers that she has unique telekinetic and
telepathic powers. After Sasha, the child she babysits, is kidnapped
and believed to be murdered, Sky and her best friend
Calvin are approached by Dana, a mysterious girl who has
super-abilities similar to Sky’s. With the help of Dana and her
sidekick Milo, the four teens embark on a quest to discover who killed
Sasha, and to bring the killers to justice.
With Dana as Skylar’s surly and life-toughened
mentor, Sky attempts to harness her powers to aid them in their quest.
Complicating an already complex relationship with the older girl, Sky
starts to fall for the dangerously handsome and
enigmatic Milo – and begins to suspect that the attraction is mutual.
But then Sky realizes that Sasha might still be alive, and the unlikely
foursome’s mission becomes one of search and rescue, pitting the heroic
teens against a very deadly enemy.
“Okay. I know it sounds crazy,” I started, “but I’ve been having these dreams about Sasha—”
“It’s not crazy,” Dana said. “You need to stop thinking of your abilities as
crazy. And you need to stop looking so worried while you’re at
it. Being a Greater-Than makes you insanely special. Don’t you get
that?”
I suspected that I looked worried because I was
worried. And I did totally get that being a G-T made me insanely
special. But despite Dana’s hasty reassurances on Saturday night, I was
still worried that being a G-T would also
make me insane.
Would it happen gradually, I wondered? My
compassion and humanity slowly eroding until I was heartless and cruel?
Or would it happen suddenly? I’d wake up one morning, just
boom—with bulgy, crazed eyes and tangled hair, start dressing
like Dana in leather, and call people things like “Bubble Gum” and
“Scooter.”
But I knew with a certainty that I couldn’t
quite explain that Dana was neither heartless nor cruel. She was rough
and tough, and she had no patience for BS, but she wasn’t anything like
the monstrous descriptions of G-Ts that I’d found
on the Internet.
“Dreams are a sign of prescience,” she told me, “which is an absolutely
amazing skill set. Combined with your smell sensitivity and telekinesis? Seriously, Sunshine, you need to tell me these things—”
I looked out at the ocean. “There’s this one
dream that I keep having—it started the night Sasha disappeared. And
it’s different from what happened when I was in her room. Which was also
kind of like a dream, but not really since my
eyes were open and I was awake—”
“Oh, my God,” Dana interrupted me again. “You have visions too?”
I stared back at her. “Maybe…?” I said.
“Right, how do you know?” She allowed me
that. “Okay, here’s how it works. Some of us, like me, are mildly
prescient—very mildly. Like back in Harrisburg when that boy was there
and I knew he had information. For me, it’s just something
that happens. Ironically, I can’t predict when it’s going to happen, and I can’t make it happen. It just…does. Sometimes I just
know things.”
She nodded, her conviction absolute.
“I know. But it’s never anything big or particularly helpful like,
buy a lottery ticket with these five numbers. Because for me, it doesn’t have anything to do with something that’s about to happen. Like, I don’t
know where or when lightning is going to strike. But—maybe—if we’re looking for the tree that the lightning
did strike, past tense, I can kinda charge through the woods and know where to find it. Are you following?”
I nodded.
“But a true prescient,” Dana said, “can foretell the future. And I probably shouldn’t say
the future, but rather a future. Because if you know
what’s coming, you can work to change it, instead of just lying down and
waiting to die. Lotta people who are prescient get scared by the idea
that they can’t change their fate, but it’s totally
flexible, so don’t panic.”
“Not panicking,” I said, pointing to myself.
“Good,” she said. “Most prescients see the
future via their dreams, because the power is strongest when you sleep.
It gets a little tricky, though, because the unconscious mind can add
filler. Which can make the prescient messages kinda
cryptic and challenging to decipher. But some powerful prescients also
have waking dreams or visions. Although it just occurred to me that it’s
entirely possible you’re not prescient, but psychic, which is also very
cool. Prescient means your dreams and visions
are about things that haven’t happened yet. Psychic means you see
events that have already occurred, or maybe even as they’re occurring.”
I nodded. “I think I might be psychic,” I said. I watched waves crash onto the shore and swallowed. “Dana?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think there’s a chance that…maybe I am prescient, and…Sasha’s still alive?”
Dana looked out at the water. Her eyes were glazed and unfocused. She looked profoundly sad.
Then she looked back at me, and it was as if
she had snapped herself out of a trance. “No,” she said. And her voice
was solid with conviction. “The sooner you stop thinking that, the
better off you’ll be.”
Suzanne Brockman, a New York Times and USA Today
bestselling romance author, has won 2 RITA awards, numerous RT
Reviewers’ Choice, and RWA’s #1 Favorite Book of the Year three years
running. She has written over 50 books, and is widely recognized
as a “superstar of romantic suspense” (USA Today). Suzanne and
her daughter, Melanie Brockmann, have been creative partners, on and
off, for many years. Their first project was an impromptu musical duet,
when then-six-month-old Melanie surprised and
delighted Suz by matching her pitch and singing back to her. Suzanne
splits her time between Florida and Massachusetts while Mel lives in
Sarasota, Florida. NIGHT SKY is Mel’s debut and Suzanne’s 55th book.
Visit Suzanne at
www.SuzanneBrockmann.com.
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