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About the author:
Jenn's love of writing started the year she received her first diary and Nancy Drew novel. Throughout her teenage years, she kept a diary of her personal thoughts and feelings but graduated from Nancy Drew to other mystery suspense novels.
She often adds a thriller and suspense element to anything she writes be it Romance, Science Fiction, or Fantasy. When not writing, she spends her time reading, observing pop culture, playing with her two dogs, and working on various charitable projects in her home state of New Jersey.
What inspired you to write your book?
My love of SciFi and Romance!
Here is a short sample from the book:
The woman’s phone rang for the second time in ten minutes. Someone really wanted to talk to her. Considering it was five in the morning, he assumed it was one of the two men she’d been with at the visitor’s center. Liam had an inkling she needed to answer the next call.
“Going to have to wake her…” He crossed the motel room and shook Dina’s shoulder. She mumbled, rolled away, and stretched her legs down the bed. Come on, wake up.
I’m awake, get out of my head. “And stop staring at my ass.”
“Did that earlier when I put you to bed.”
“Oh, ha, you’re a funny alien.” She blinked, the expression on her face changing slowly as she moved to the edge of the bed and sat up. “This is all real; it’s not some psi ability.”
“Frankly, so does the vast majority of intelligent evolved life out there. We’re all made up of the same bits and pieces of the universe. Those shows you humans entertain yourselves with are so far off base.” Liam smirked, thinking of all the fantastically bizarre creatures science-fiction had turned out over the years.
“We all look the same?”
“Not the same, similar. Various differences, skin tone, hair and eyes, appendage length, shape—”
“Powers? You were invisible, teleported, what else can you do?”
“A lot. Most humanoids have psionic traits in their genetics, only some develop depending on their planetary conditions and evolution. I come from one of the older, more advanced planets in the universe.”
“Okay, information overload, let’s take it down a notch.”
“We’re going to be interrupted shortly anyway.”
Dina’s phone rang. Her eyes expanded wide. “You’re a precog too?”
“No,” he replied with a chuckle. “Third phone call. That’s why I woke you. I figure it’s important.”