Ergebnis von "M. Scott Swanson" in Alle Kategorien

Home is dangerous. I could deal with the implosion of my law career if it weren't for the frightening growth of my paranormal "gifts". Moving back in with my folks has its perks, and working with my uncle at his law firm in our sleepy Southern town is excellent for honing my litigation skills. I'm grateful for the summer to form April's life plan 2.0. It would be an idyllic mini vacation visiting with the people I love most if it weren't for the return of the voices. The spirits are always more assertive at home.

I should have seen it coming...My psychic abilities failed me this time. Or maybe I ignored them for my shinier illusions of grandeur. What should have been the most epic day of my life becomes my worst nightmare.

Concealing my psychic "gifts"' is exhausting. I'll be happy when my brother Dusty grows up and finds a girlfriend. I'd be grateful for Dusty's offer to help me move if we weren't trading favors.

After the paranormal excitement the last few weeks, I'm looking forward to more "beach hair; I don't care" time. I hope the relaxation will put my "gifts" back into hibernation before starting my career at the law firm in Atlanta. Freebie tickets to a minor league baseball game destroy expectations of a break from the paranormal weirdness.

Being psychic makes my love life complicated. It would be easier to give in to my sexual urges if my life weren't such a hot mess. My cousin Trisha surprises me with a much-needed vacation in Pensacola. Amazing timing. I make one little mistake, and the po-po have the audacity to make me a person of interest. The crime? The murder of a popular businessman's son.

The pretentious call from my future employer puts a crimp in my plans. I can be frugal, but waiting seven weeks for my first payday is a lot to ask of a girl. I can't help wondering about Granny's preposterous manifestation beliefs. I know they're hogwash. Too bad. I could use a magical cash bonus to pay my rent.

Martin, my best friend, is frantic when his girlfriend Penny doesn't answer his texts. She isn't ghosting him...Someone murdered her. Martin is shattered. Before I can help him deal with his agonizing loss, the police handcuff and whisk him off to jail. It's up to me to exonerate Martin.

Being psychic isn't cool. It's not my fault Susan's fiancé is a loathsome money-grubbing sociopath. She picked him. A devoted friend would end his devious plan by stopping the doomed wedding and saving her friend from becoming a possible murder victim. I want to be the daring friend who rescues Susan from her lunatic lover. It's just I have no evidence, only an illusive dream. Plus, I'm not keen on becoming a social outcast.

My "normal" life is gone. The spirits who haunt me have returned. A favor for my brother went horribly wrong. Now, my paranormal powers, once dormant, surge. This time, I must embrace my supernatural gifts. My friend's young son is missing and assumed dead. I am his only hope.