Genre: Adult Paranormal Thriller
Word Count: 110,000
Genre: The huge geek she is, if Hailey had time to watch movies (she doesn't, what with the family pub and all), she'd love a mind-bending sci-fi flick. Like Inception. Basically any show involving messed up dreams, strange gadgets or fantastic applications in physics would make her feel a bit less like a weirdo.
Pitch: A Parascience freshman, Hailey goes from studying dreams to living a nightmare when she provokes the half-rotted, omnipotent gentleman that killed her family. Terrified, she must banish this Dream Creature before he murders her too.
Hailey plunked her head on the desk and moaned. Why, why…why couldn’t she just tell Asher that she wanted out, that she was afraid—afraid of the others, afraid of dying, and even afraid of…of him. After all, he was planning to kill her. Only temporarily, but still.
She couldn’t believe she was even considering it, but she had no choice. If Asher didn’t kill her, one of the others would. Permanently.
And Asher protected her. He cared about her. He loved her, right? Asher—an emotionless creature. Hailey wasn’t sure if he was even capable of love.
Oh, this made absolutely no sense. Kill her to save her? Was that love?
Groaning, she rolled her forehead on the desk. She simply had to pull on her big girl pants and tell him she was done.
Groaning again, she squeezed her eyes shut as a swarm of butterflies took flight in her stomach.
Lately, she felt an awful lot like Jekyll and Hyde: logical, rational ParaScience student by day—emotional monstrosity at night. Come to think of it, this was more like the Phantom of the Opera, and she was the naïve student who didn’t realize the secret and strange angel she’d come to know was actually a homicidal maniac…
“I’m not a maniac.”
Hailey jumped up. Did she say that out loud? She didn’t mean to.
Asher slid behind her, putting his lips next to her ear. “But I suppose I am homicidal,” he whispered.