Thursday, October 25, 2012

Jacqueline Paige - The Hidden Senses Trilogy

Does she risk everything again?

 Jacinda Brown keeps to her safe existence doing investigative research, avoiding people and places with people. To most, it appears she has a normal life; blending completely undetected in her lonely continuation.

She doesn’t investigate people; she can’t get that close. Through her hand she can feel emotions, thoughts.  With a touch she can see what has been.  

Unfortunately fate tosses her into a situation where her carefully guarded secret and her own conscience are at war when she finds herself working with detectives to find a killer.  Jacinda clashes with the very strongly grounded detective, Reid Merritt, destiny has forced her to work with. 

At some point he begins to matter, making her decision harder. Will he look at her with abhorrence, like she’s some sort of freak when she’s through?

What will be the price, this time, for the ability she doesn’t want?


Jac looked around the empty parking lot, not even sure 

why anyone would ever be here. She glanced back at the 

two men sitting in the car. They’re going to think you’re 

crazy. She turned and walked over to the spot that had been 

pointed out to her. 

It wouldn’t be the first time someone thought she was 

crazy, she frowned at the broken asphalt ground, and it 

probably wouldn’t be the last. 

Taking a deep breath, she knelt down and placed both 

hands on the ground. There were glimmers of vibrations. 

She focused harder, nothing solid enough to grab a hold of. 

Moving her hands slowly, she tried a few more places. 

~ * ~ 

“What is she doing?” Reid growled. 

Brent shrugged. “I’m not sure.” He looked over in the 

direction she was looking. “Does she see something in the 



Looking away from her, Brent studied his partner. 

“Why exactly are we doing this again?” 

Reid rubbed his forehead quickly, and then glanced 

back to her. “Because we’re out of ideas--and she has 

looked at the same things we’ve looked at all along and 

come up with something to follow every time.” 

Nodding, Brent turned back to look at her. “She’s 

presently looking at an empty field, surrounded by nothing-- 

pretty sure she’s seeing the same thing we did here.” He 

watched as she walked slowly back towards them. “Why do 

we have to wait in the car?” 

“I don’t know.” The frustration was clear in Reid’s 


Both men swung around in their seat to look at her 

when she got in the back seat. Briefly she smiled. “Next.” 

Giving his partner a scoffing look, Brent turned back 


Felicity has spent her life alone, moving from one place to another hiding a part of her no one has ever been able to accept, not even her own family.

For as long as she can remember she’s had dreams that lead her to a person that’s somehow connected with her.  There are no answers or cures only misery for her when she can’t get anyone to believe her.

When a child reaches out to her, frightened and in the hands of strangers she forgets the reasons why she shouldn’t tell anyone and goes to the police.  She finds herself sent for a court ordered psychiatric evaluation.

It’s not the first time, it won’t be the last.  She packs up once again, ready to move as soon as she’s done with another so called doctor.  From the moment she steps into the office everything changes and she finds nothing she expected.

Can the child be found before it’s too late or is she facing heartache again?

Sitting on the tiny bed, hugging his knees as tightly as he could against his chest, his eyes darted around the room. It was so dark and so quiet here--he just wanted to go home and see his mom. Someone would come. Someone always did in the movies...
A creaking noise made him gasp, he quickly looked towards the door. Pushing himself back further into the musty corner, he watched and listened.
When it creaked again, he grabbed the thin blanket and dropped to lie down on the bed, squeezing his still damp eyes closed tightly.

Felicity blinked a few times and looked down. She was standing at her kitchen counter, hands grasping the edge so hard her knuckles were white. Sighing, pushing the straying blonde hairs away from her face her hand vibrating.
Closing her eyes, she took a calming breath. “I wished you would show me where sweetheart.” Whispering out loud made her feel better, even knowing he would never hear her.
Rinsing her hands under the cool water, she patted some against her sweaty brow. Drying them quickly, she looked around for a moment trying to recall what she’d been doing before the vision blocked out the rest of the world.
The kettle began to whistle, startling her. Unplugging it, she shook her head. It could have been worse, you might have been cutting vegetables or something else that could result in coming out of it injured.
If there was one thing she was thankful for it was, that when it happened her body froze-- and the usually prevented her too many serious injuries. Of course, it made life more complicated when it came to things like being in public or driving, both of which she tried to avoid.
Taking the cup of tea, she went over to the desk and pulled the tattered notebook from the drawer. Wanting to record every detail before she forgot any of it, she began jotting it down. Taking her time, she wrote carefully, making sure she described every little thing, even going as far as the crunching sound the old rusty cot frame made as the little boy moved.
Closing the book, she glanced at the stack of sketches briefly before she returned the book to the drawer and closed it.



About the author:

Jacqueline is a world class multi-tasker being a mother to five adventurous and unpredictable children, a cafe manager and having a colossal imagination that allows her to step outside of reality into a world of paranormal romance --with just a touch of suspense.

Jacqueline lives in Ontario, Canada and avoids the ever changing weather of the region she lives in by creating other worlds to fall into in her stories of all things paranormal.
Her first book was published in 2009 and since then has published eight. She is always writing and currently has more than a dozen stories in one stage or another of the writing process. You can find all of Jacqueline's releases at:

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