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THE FORESEER (The Transcendence Series: A Prequel) by Brie Paisley
Release Date: November 16, 2020
Genre: Paranormal Romance
For centuries, the gift of foresight, among witches, has been rare.
That is until I was born.
My coven wanted to use my gift for their own benefit, unknowing that someone else has the exact same goal in mind. That’s why my captor took me away from my home.
Now that I’m free from my prison, my visions are coming in more clearly.
War is coming, and I must find a way to stop it at all costs.
If I fail, it’ll mean the end of not only the supernatural world, but the human one as well. Can I save the entire world from crumbling, or will we all turn to ash and dust?
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I know I’m seeing a vision the moment I realize I’m outside, smelling the fresh air. Blinking rapidly, I shield my eyes, against the sun’s bright rays, instantly realizing that I’ve had this same exact vision before.
I already know what’s coming next.
However, it still doesn’t stop me from walking around, as I try to figure out where I am. All I know is that I have a sense of feeling lost, and I’m surrounded by trees. I also know that I’ve never been here before, and I try not to panic, as fear begins to creep in.
Deciding to keep moving, I walk through the thick brush, hoping to get to safety. That’s another reason why I know I’ve had this vision before. I remember feeling the intense rush of fear and terror. I don’t know why I keep having this same vision, and I don’t know why I keep seeing this exact spot in the forest either.
As I walk into a clearing, I stop to catch my breath for a moment. My heart races, as I glance around, and then, the fear comes back. I know at any moment something awful is about to happen, and no matter how many times I’ve witnessed it, I’m not ready for it.
However, that doesn’t stop the vision from continuing on.
I can’t leave, until I’ve see everything that I’m supposed to see.
Just as I’m about to move further into the woods, a grizzly bear spots me. At first, it’s nonthreatening, and it even moves closer to inspect me. I know not to approach a bear, but that still doesn’t stop me from slowly walking closer.
There’s something literally pulling me to the bear, and although I’m trying to fight against that pull, I can’t stop it.
Holding out my hand, I wait for the bear to smell me, and I smile, once he does so. For a moment, the wild animal simply looks at me, like I’m a friend or someone familiar. I stand as still as possible, as it takes its time, and I will my heart to stop pounding in my chest. I heard once that animals can smell your fear, and I hope that’s not true.
Letting out a sigh, I start to relax. However, the moment I drop my guard, I notice the bear’s hair on his back, starting to rise, and I know I’ve done something horrible. The bear lets out the loudest growl I’ve ever heard before, and my first instinct is to run.
Stepping back, I don’t get the chance to even turn around, before the bear slashes his claw right into my stomach. Glancing down in a daze, I grab the open wound, wondering exactly what happened to startle it.
With my hand covered in my own blood, I begin to shake, as I realize the bear is standing on its hind legs, readying up for another attack. My eyes widen, as my entire body freezes. I can’t move, breathe, or even think in that moment. All I know is I’m about to be mauled by a bear in the woods, and there’s no one around to save me from this horrific outcome.
As the bear swings his paw at me once more, I let out a scream, and then quickly drop to the ground. The wound on my stomach sends a rush of pain throughout my body, but I’m determined not to let this animal kill me. Rolling onto my belly, I use one hand to hold my wound, as I begin to crawl away. Unimaginable pain, takes my breath away, but I’m not going to die, lost in these woods.
I only make it a few inches away, before I hear a howl behind me. Looking back, my eyes widen, as I take in the scene in front of me. A reddish, brown wolf has its jaw locked tight around the bear’s throat. Shock and disbelief flow through me, because I’ve never seen such a magnificent creature.
So, I’m not surprised at all, when the bear falls to its death, after a few moments of struggling.
Falling onto my back, my eyes begin to drupe, as the pain becomes too much to bare. I know I won’t die, but I can still feel pain. It’s not something I’ve had to deal with, so I don’t even bother trying to stay awake.
The moment the wolf stands over me, I slowly reach my hand up to touch him. Suddenly, the rush of pain I feel dulls, and the sense of protectiveness replaces it. I have no clue what it means, but it’s enough for me to relax, and then, I let the blackness take over.
Jerking up, I run a hand down my face, reminding myself that it was only a vision. Even if I know the vision wasn’t actually happening, I still reach down and lift my shirt, as I check for any wounds. Seeing nothing there, I push out a heavy sigh, hating how real my foresight can be.
Sometimes, I can’t tell if they’re real or not.
That’s when I feel myself losing my sense of reality.
Getting up, I pace around the basement, as I try to settle my thoughts. Every single time I have that vision, it always makes me sad that it’s not real. I don’t know why I keep seeing the wolf, or why the sense of protectiveness washes through me. It doesn’t matter that I’ve had this same exact vision for over a century now. I still can’t make sense of it.
Why do I keep having it, and why hasn’t it come to pass?
Stopping in my tracks, I look to my left, realizing my captor was down here, while I was in my vision. Clenching my hands, I hate knowing how defenseless I am, while I’m in that state. I have no way of protecting myself, which is why I need my coven. If I’m in a vision with an enemy around, they could easily kill me, and I would never know it.
Walking over to the tray of food on the stairs, I pick it up, and then throw it as hard as I can at the basement door. It flies back, once it hits the protection spell, keeping me locked down here. Watching it bounce down the stairs, rage and frustration rushes through me, and it almost overwhelms me.
As I begin to shake with anger, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before, I know I need to let it out. I can’t keep holding it in, because if I do, I’ll end up drowning in it. So, I do the only thing I know to do.
I scream as loud as I can.
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Brie Paisley was born and raised in a small town in Mississippi, and now, she currently lives in different locations, due to her husband being military. She wanted to write at a young age and was always filling journals with her thoughts and short stories. Brie started with an idea for her debut novel a few years ago, and with the encouragement of her husband and sister-in-law, she was able to write and publish her first book. When she isn’t writing, you can find her reading a good book, watching a good movie, or spending time with her wonderful husband and beautiful daughter.
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