| Author: | TW Colvin | ISBN: | 9781370374762 |
| Publisher: | TW Colvin | Publication: | August 7, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | TW Colvin |
| ISBN: | 9781370374762 |
| Publisher: | TW Colvin |
| Publication: | August 7, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
My tall dark hero died.
Some say it was his gift that took him away; others say The Institution got to him. But either way, my destiny didn’t die with him.
I’m Amanda. My gift is to read the memories of the living and communicate with the dead. To The Institution, I’m a clairaudient. That makes me high on their list of gifteds who need to be normalized.
The Institution is hunting down every gifted person they can find to… fix them. Its mission ripped families apart and had claimed one of the most powerful gifteds I’d ever known, the matriarch of my family. Now there was just me; a pregnant girl, whose closest remaining family was the ragtag group of gifteds formerly taught by her Grandmother.
“Stay under The Institution’s radar,” was the first rule we all learned. And now I had a target on my back.
But the bounty on my head is much deeper than that. I’m being hunted by The Institution under the orders one of its founders, my mother.
And I’m not sure if it matters if I’m dead or alive.
My tall dark hero died.
Some say it was his gift that took him away; others say The Institution got to him. But either way, my destiny didn’t die with him.
I’m Amanda. My gift is to read the memories of the living and communicate with the dead. To The Institution, I’m a clairaudient. That makes me high on their list of gifteds who need to be normalized.
The Institution is hunting down every gifted person they can find to… fix them. Its mission ripped families apart and had claimed one of the most powerful gifteds I’d ever known, the matriarch of my family. Now there was just me; a pregnant girl, whose closest remaining family was the ragtag group of gifteds formerly taught by her Grandmother.
“Stay under The Institution’s radar,” was the first rule we all learned. And now I had a target on my back.
But the bounty on my head is much deeper than that. I’m being hunted by The Institution under the orders one of its founders, my mother.
And I’m not sure if it matters if I’m dead or alive.
