Descendant by Nichole Giles
Published May 1st, 2013
Published by Rhemalda Publishing (now self published)
Genres: Ya, Fantasy
Seventeen-year-old Abigail Johnson is Gifted.
Blessed—or cursed—with Sight and Healing, Abby lives an unsettled life, moving from place to place and staying one step ahead of the darkness that hunts her. When she arrives in Jackson, Wyoming, she is desperate to maintain the illusion of normalcy, but she is plagued with visions of past lives mixed with frightening glimpses of her future. Then she meets Kye, a mysterious boy who seems so achingly familiar that Abby is drawn to him like he’s a missing piece of her own soul.
Before Abby can discover the reason for her feelings toward Kye, the darkness catches up to her and she is forced to flee again. But this time she’s not just running. She is fighting back with Kye at her side, and it’s not just Abby’s life at stake.
This is Abby’s first day at her new school in Jackson. She
is already feeling overwhelmed after being nearly plowed over by some boys
having a snowball fight before school, and then meeting Rose, who talks faster
than some people type. This scene happens at the beginning of drama class,
while the teacher leads them all in some Thai-chi movements, and is the first
time Abby and Kye come face-to-face, sort of.
Following his directions, my classmates and I stand with our
feet shoulder-width apart,
eyes closed, and sweep our arms in circles, aiming first at
the floor and then moving toward the
ceiling.
“Push out all the dark energy, and pull in your chi,” Mr.
Akers says in a soothing voice.
“Pull in the light, the good, and the happy. Concentrate.
Breathe in the positive.”
I feel calm. Balanced. Stable.
Until the door behind the stage slams open and a burst of
frigid wind hits me from
behind. Shivering, I turn toward the source of the
distraction.
Someone forces the door closed, pushing hard until the latch
clicks. He’s standing in the
shadows, so I can only see his outline, but my breath
catches when he steps into the light and
tosses his coat on a chair. His hair is short up to his
ears, but from the top grows long enough to
wave softly around his face. Smooth skin stretches taut over
the lean muscles in his arms. This
guy works out. My heart stutters when our eyes meet. His are
pools of the clearest blue I’ve ever
seen—a blue that seems to pierce straight through my soul. A
spark of familiarity races down my
spine. I know those eyes from somewhere.
Why won’t my heart beat normally?
“Glad you could make it to class, Kye.” Mr. Akers doesn’t
even have to look; he already
knows who just came in. He continues to lead the Thai Chi
movement as if there was never an
interruption. “I assume you have a good reason for being
tardy?”
“Yes, sir, I do.” Kye’s voice is musical. And familiar. He’s
the guy who was talking to
Mrs. K. in the office, but that’s not all. I could swear
I’ve seen him before, heard his voice
before. “I can get a note if you want,” he says, tearing his
eyes from mine. “Val sends his
regards.” He takes a place on the stage, far away from me,
assumes a Thai Chi stance, and
mimics our movement like he’s been doing this his entire
life. His breathing is even and slow, as
if he hasn’t just come bursting in from the Arctic. As if he
isn’t as affected by me as I am by him.
Mr. Akers opens one eye and peers at Kye. “I see.” Kye nods
and Mr. Akers closes his
eye again and finishes the warm up session—apparently
needing no further explanation. My
intuition spikes and I’m curious. There was something in the
look they exchanged, but as hard as
I try, I can’t figure out what.
I try to see into Kye’s energy field, but I can’t. For some
reason that has nothing to do
with the stage lights, I can’t see Kye’s aura at all.
About the Author:
Nichole Giles had early career plans that included becoming
an actress or a rockstar, but she decided
She was born in Nevada, the oldest of seven—a number which
increased to eleven with the addition of four step brothers—and has lived in
Utah, Nevada, Arizona, and South Texas.
Her future aspirations include owning a home on a tropical
island, even if it's just a vacation home. For now, she plans to travel to as
many tropical locations as possible, scouting for her future paradise.
Currently, she lives with her husband, one of her two sons
(the other is in college), two daughters, two golden retrievers, and one lucky
bunny rabbit.
Writing is her passion, but she also loves to spend time
with her family, travel to exotic destinations, drive in the rain with her
convertible top down, and play music at full volume so she can sing along.
Twitter: https://twitter.com/nicholegiles
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