After
Dina Ranger loses telepathic contact with her twin brother, Duncan, she breaks
into his apartment and stumbles onto a special government unit responsible for
monitoring the psychic population. She’s offered a job where she can use her
psionic gifts to help people.
Stranded
on earth over a hundred years ago, Liam of Shria is searching for a metal
needed to repair his ship when he finds Dina inside an alien escape pod and
narrowly saves her after she trips the alarm.
As
the mystery and their relationship deepens, Liam helps Dina learn the truth
behind her abilities while uncovering a plot to rebuild an ancient weapon,
exposing dangerous secrets about the alien presence on earth that may change
the future forever.
After years of trying to fit in, Casey Wu made her
own path, her own way, working as a private security consultant in New York City.
When Casey’s apartment is broken into and she and her mother become targets of
powered individuals with ties to her long-missing father, reality is turned
upside down as she’s pulled into an exciting and treacherous world she’s more
connected to than she realizes.
Former General Theo Struck left the military behind
to shore up the strength of the MIND team, worried about the significant
emergence of psychic and visitor abilities on Earth. While trying to recover
from the trauma he suffered during The Reckoning, and attempting to keep the
entire team safe, he learns a mysterious private investigator is tailing him.
The moment Theo confronts the powerful descendant sparks fly, but her story,
almost too unbelievable to consider, isn’t something he can ignore.
Determined to uncover the truth about her
extraordinary powers, Theo agrees to help Casey, and when they uncover
connections between her father and a government chip his former unit used on
human psychics, their blossoming friendship is tested as the dangerous
investigation puts the entire MIND team at risk.
About the author:
Jenn Nixon's love of writing started the year she received
her first diary and Nancy Drew novel. Throughout her teenage years, she kept a
diary of her personal thoughts and feelings but graduated from Nancy Drew to
other mystery suspense novels.
She often adds a thriller and suspense element to
anything she writes be it Romance, Science Fiction, or Fantasy. When not
writing, she spends her time reading, observing pop culture, playing with her
two dogs, and working on various charitable projects in her home state of New
Jersey.
Jenn Nixon is a member Liberty States Fiction
Writers.
Excerpt:
Dina
stared into the man’s eyes, trying not to notice how they somehow looked silver
under the moon, and focused on linking with him. His gaze narrowed, as if he
knew, but it didn’t stop her. She pushed harder, further, forcing the link. She
felt a slight connection, concentrated more, felt it grow.
“Who
are you?”
“Liam
of—stop! Who the . . .?” he spat, stumbling back. “What are you?”
“What
the hell was that thing?”
“Most
likely an escape pod or module from a larger craft,” Liam said, blinked, and
shook his head. His face turned darker, and he snarled, “I’ll answer your
questions, Dina Ranger, but not by force. Release my mind!”
The
man knew her name. Aside from the invisibility and teleportation, he had some
telepathic abilities. He didn’t seem to be the man who had set the fires and
wasn’t responsible for that pod in the Gut. He was searching for something
else. When she ended the link, the scowl on his face softened, his lips almost
curling upward in one corner. His eyes, now a darker shade of gray, swept
across the field to the pillar of smoke rising in the air. It grew bigger and
darker, stinking up the Gut worse than it already smelled. They really needed to leave.
“Yes,
we do.”
Dina
grunted and unlocked the car. “Get in.”
They
reached the end of the service road without a problem. No sign of sirens when
they turned onto Route 9. She hoped the explosion was far enough into the Hook
that no one noticed, but it seemed awfully loud to her. Then again, a front row
seat would do that.
The
man sitting beside her chuckled softly.
“Something
funny, buddy?”
“You,
you spunky little ball of energy.”
“Seriously?
All right, let’s start over. I’m Dina Ranger, thanks for saving me from the
exploding escape pod thing.”
“Hi,
I’m Liam, and you’re welcome.”
“Why
were you there?”
“Same
reason as you, the radiation. My scans picked it up.”
“You
have radiation data from there?”
“Mostly
residual. Now I know why. The pod was covered, leaking bits of radiation into
the dirt. Over time, it dissipates into the air, leaving small traces behind,
not usually detectible from satellites in space.”
“Do
you have readings on anything else?”
“Yes.”
“Are
you government?”
“Entrepreneur.”
Dina
slammed on the breaks, threw the car in park, and turned sideways. “Who are
you?”
“You
won’t believe me.”
“Try
me.”
