Teaser Tuesday!!

So it's been a while since I've done a teaser Tuesday, so I decided to share today! I've been working on this book Never Crossover, you might have read a few teasers I have floating around on some friends blog, but if you haven't you're in luck today! I'm sharing the unedited Prologue with you and I hope you absolutely love it.

Never Crossover is slightly different than my two previous books because its YA, upper YA because of slight language, but I'm trying to keep it PG. LOL I hope you like what I have so far and I'm looking to release Never Crossover January 6, 2014 and the cover reveal will be sometime in December. Leave me some comments, tweet me, facebook me, or email me and let me know what you think! I love getting feedback from y'all!

Prologue – The Party Phoebe

Paige is looking in the mirror for the umpteenth time. I swear it doesn’t matter how she dresses, hell she could put on a paper bag and look absolutely stunning. I hate her. I love her. It’s an ongoing battle, but when it comes down to it, I would do anything for her. Anything but go to this ridiculous excuse of a party.

“Come on Phoebe! I don’t know why you have to be so anti-social.” Paige is walking back and forth between our bedroom through the Jack and Jill doors.

It’s the same thing she always tells me each time some sort of school function is put on. She doesn’t get that I’m not the popular one. The only reason they talk to me is because I’m her twin. Normally I would cave and go with her because someone needed to be the responsible one, but not tonight.

“Paige just go already. I’m sure everyone is waiting on you. Just call me if you drink too much and need a ride home. “I go back to my book and get comfortable underneath the blankets. She stomps her foot a little and then slams my side of the door to the bathroom making the ice in the glass of Dr. Pepper on my night stand clink together. Wonderful.

It’s eerily quiet in the house but I can feel something looking at me. I have my reading light on and it’s casting shadows across the room. Maybe reading The Haunting Season by Michelle Muto was a mistake. My ears strain to hear any kind of noise, but there’s nothing but quiet. Who knew silence could be so loud?

Ignoring the feeling and chalking it up to the fact that I’m reading a scary book, I turn page after page of the story getting completely sucked into the people being locked in objects. Mirrors, I need to cover all the mirrors in my house after this book. Mentally I tally how many I have, when I hear a noise. According to my kindle I’m 70% into the book when I just started it a few hours ago.

Turning my head toward the bathroom door, hoping to see light shining underneath it to alert me that Paige is home, but it’s black. My eye catches the alarm clock sitting on my desk as I examine the room. Its after 3 o’clock in the morning, surely Paige is already home and tucked into her bed.

Pulling back the covers and placing my feet on the carpet, a shiver descends my spine, and ignites a slow burn of awareness. I can still feel eyes watching me and it doesn’t matter which way I turn, it’s a constant glare. I make it to the door of our shared bathroom with sweat coats my hands. I turn the handle, push, and I’m rewarded with more darkness. I inch my way across the freezing tiles, flip the switch on the other side of the wall, and see nothing. Paige still isn’t home yet.

Turning around to check my phone, I drop to my knees. The overwhelming urge to puke is clawing its way up my throat. Eyes, more than one set, I feel roaming all over me. Analyzing me. Watching me. The feeling is so intense, I open my mouth to scream when my breath gets sucked back in. It’s like I was just punched in the stomach. Except it’s so much worse. It’s like I was stabbed and the knife was twisted while it was inside of me.

I’ve never had a panic attack and I’ve never had that weird twin ESP. You know when you have twins one can have something done and the other would feel it like it was happening to them? I read a lot and they have a few studies on how identical twins could feel things from each other or develop some of the same skills. Paige and I never had that. Yeah we looked alike but that’s where our similarities stopped. She liked to go out and I liked to stay home. To be honest, we were never really close, but I feel this.

I can feel Paige struggling to stay alive and then I feel a piece of me being pulled away.

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