Title: I Remember
Author: Cynthia P. O'Neill
Genre: Young Adult
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Jordan Carlisle
is a young, career driven woman with a passion for life and family. Her world is suddenly altered by both death
and love when she is torn between family loyalty and a chance at happiness with
the man who holds her in her dreams.
Will time and technology bring her and the handsome stranger together or
will the powerful forces that have plagued her since childhood keep them apart?
Gregory Riley
has kept a secret most of his life to avoid discovery. Now he is on a quest to find the person who
can change his life, forever. He knows
her face, her touch and her voice; but nothing more. He uses clues, from his dreams, to find both
her and a timeless love that defies explanation. In spite of the darkness working to keep them
apart, can he get to her first and help her “remember”?
Jordan and Gregory discover a deep connection in the ability
to encroach on one another’s dreams of both past and present. Together, they
learn that their lives have crossed time and time again, only to end
tragically. Guided by an unearthly
visionary and help from those who have gone before, they are given clues and
revelations to uncover their place in history.
In order to stay together, they must discover where fate went astray,
who is responsible and where they fit in to the ancient prophesy. Working side-by-side, they seek to unlock the
hidden powers and mysteries that will defeat the darkness in this life and
allow them to be together, forever. Will
love finally prevail or will the darkness win again?
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Prologue
I
wandered along a path as the sun began to set across the horizon, lighting the
sky with deep hues of orange, purple and pinks.
I didn’t know where I was, but the countryside was simply breathtaking.
“Angeline,
where are you?” A familiar male voice
called out.
“Come
find me, Daniel,” she announced playfully, in the distance.
Finding
no one else around, I decided to head their way to ask for directions.
“Where are you hiding, my love? You know I will find you; and when I do, I
will smother you with kisses,” he responded, full of laughter.
Their voices led me to a beautiful
meadow filled with spring flowers and the sound of a river in the
distance. They were dressed in Victorian
fare, running playfully until Daniel caught the girl who must have been
Angeline. They fell to the ground together, laughing, near a tall tree.
As I walked toward them, I watched
Daniel lean in to kiss Angeline softly on the lips, her hands circling around
his neck and pulling him closer. I
stopped in my tracks feeling like I had invaded a private moment, but I still
needed directions in order to return home.
“Excuse me, I don’t mean to intrude
but I could really use your help,” I stated softly, so not alarm them.
They continued, without even a
glance my way. How rude. I cleared my
throat loudly and spoke again, but no answer.
I was frustrated. How
could they not hear me?
Suddenly, the landscape began to
twist and shift into something dark and evil.
I tried to turn and run but found myself unable to move. My heart began beating erratically as fear
set in.
A tall figure appeared before me
with ghostly shadows swirling and moaning around it. It was dressed in the darkest cloak I’d ever
seen, with the hood draped in such a way as to cast shadows across the few
visible areas of the face, making it impossible to see who or what it was.
An arm rose revealing long willowy
fingers, aged and deformed and pointed at me.
A sadistic female voice bellowed, “I warn you. Do not seek him out! The prophecy must not come to pass. If you defy me, I will make your life a
living hell, taking all that you hold dear.”
That’s
when the figure’s head tilted up and her glowing red eyes locked onto mine,
sending a chill down my spine. Then the
shadows began to swirl around my body, suffocating me.
“STOP!” The scream came from nowhere, catching me by
surprise.
“LEAVE
HER ALONE!” This time I recognized a
man’s voice.
One
of the shadows grabbed my arm and a piercing, “NOOOO” sounded, from deep within
my chest, echoing off all that was around me.
My
eyes shot open, as I bolted upright in bed.
I looked around and realized I was in my bedroom.
I
reached for the light. Turning it on, I tried to catch my breath. My only thought was that the dreams were back
and they were worse. I’d seen a witch
spirit previously, but not to this extent.
Wrapping
my arms around my chest to calm myself, I felt a sharp pain on my right
arm. I looked down to see the reddened
hand print, where the dark shadow had grabbed me, slowly fading from
existence. What the heck?
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Cynthia
P. O’Neill grew up in Clewiston , Florida and moved to Central Florida
to attend college. There, she married
her friend, love, and soul mate and still resides there with their amazing son,
and a feisty, four-legged little boy.
In her books,
Cynthia draws on her background in healthcare and business, along with her
husband’s engineering knowledge.
Several years
after she got married, she started dreaming about the characters in I Remember. It took eight years before she decided that
it needed to be told. With the encouragement
of family and friends, she decided to bring Jordan and Gregory to life in a
series of Young Adult, Paranormal Romances with a Historical bent. I
Remember is the first book in the Remembrance series.
Cynthia’s first
book is geared towards the Young Adult, Historical and Paranormal Romance fans.
She does hope to grow as a writer and write in multiple genres. Her second series; is a steamy romance called
Learning to Trust, part of the
Learning Series, coming out in August.
She
tries to make her writing very personal and close to her heart. Regular life is
the inspiration for her books, but her imagination takes them to new heights,
opening up possibilities that would normally not exist.
To learn more about
the author, please visit Cynthia’s website at:
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