Visionary Awakened (Paranormal INC Series Book 2)

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by Yumoyori Wilson


  "Scarlet," I replied, shaking her hand.

  I felt something pass between us, and from Trinity's odd expression, I could tell she experienced the same. It reminded me of when I meet Makoto, but it was a lot more intense this time.

  "Hope we encounter each other again, Scarlet," Trinity stated.

  "Likewise," I replied and we pulled our hands away.

  She bowed her. "Sayonara."

  "Bye." I smiled and watched her run towards the two men waiting for her.

  When she reached them, she grinned happily, which made her look completely different. She slid her hands in theirs and they began to move away and out of sight as they turned the corner.

  "Scar, who was that?" Ethan asked as he reached my side.

  "Hmm. A friend," I replied.

  "Huh? A friend. You never introduced us," Junho pointed out.

  "Because she just became my friend," I explained, turning around to meet their gazes. "Something about her makes it seem like I've met her before, but I know I haven't," I confessed.

  "Hmm. Maybe in your past life?" Junho winked.

  Ethan shrugged. "Ya. Didn't you and Makoto say you must have been friends in a past life?"

  "Ah, we did! Hmm....oh...OMG, THE RESERVATION!" I exclaimed.

  The guys both blinked before their eyes grew wide. "SHIT!"

  "JUNHO, RUN!" Ethan ordered and Junho ran off leaving us behind.

  "Wait, shouldn’t we be running too?" I asked.

  "Nah, let him struggle. We'll walk." Ethan grinned proudly and slid his hand into mine.

  "You're evil," I pointed out, but pressed my body against his right side, leaning up to kiss him on the cheek.

  "I'm smart." Ethan grinned, leaning down to capture my lips before I moved away.

  I smirked against his lips and pulled back to give him a wide smile. He winked and began walking. I followed as we started to make our way to the restaurant.

  "Let's enjoy our pleasant walk," Ethan declared.

  I giggled and squeezed his hand. "Okay."

  * * *

  Being a paranormal investigator was one thing, but experiencing what it was like as the Visionary Elemental was challenging. Xerxes was now missing in action, LA was still recovering from the multiple fire outbursts, and now we had a new mission to locate the Sword of Hikaru.

  I’d awakened my powers and became a stronger individual in the process, with my men supporting me on this confusing path.

  Was it hard? Yes.

  But would I do it again? Most definitely.

  I didn’t know if Xerxes had a backup plan, or if he’d try to get his revenge somehow.

  Regardless, I knew my men would stay by my side as the owners of the Crystals of Mother Destiny.

  As for me? I would continue my quest to get stronger, and learn more about Sahar who was the Stone of Awakening. There would be challenges and new enemies in our future, but I felt we would gained new allies, and together, we’d conqueror the darkness that was brewing.

  My name is Scarlet Sinclair, and I vow to continue to become stronger, until this Visionary Elemental can unleash her true potential.

  * * *

  In Stars, We Trust.

  VISIONARY UNLEASHED

  * * *

  COMING SOON

  2019

  Taming the Storm Sneak Peek…

  Taming the Storm Blurb

  A mysterious pocket watch, six mage shifters, and one deceased lover...

  * * *

  My name is Crimson Arashi and I'm your typical twenty-two-year-old, finishing my Bachelors of Arts degree. Sadly, my father insists I become a doctor, claiming he’d supported my attempts to be an artist for way too long.

  * * *

  In this world full of magic and shifters, it sucks that I am the only child of a powerful warlock — my father, and a Kitsune shifter — my mother. I'd disappointed them from birth because I am a human child — neither shifter nor mage. I’d be lucky to be able to light a candle with the snap of my fingers.

  * * *

  After one night of drinking, drowning my sorrows of being a disgrace to my family, I crash into a thief on the run with six men in pursuit. None of them notice the pocket watch that escapes their grasp, falling to the cold, wet ground. I didn't think opening it would grant me all the power and strength of the previous owner.

  * * *

  I also didn't think it would belong to Storm Yuna, the strongest female magician known in our world. Too bad she had been murdered. Now, I'd inherited not only her powers, but her feelings too. Yeah...feelings.

  * * *

  It will take all my strength to navigate the storm of power and feelings swirling inside of me.

  * * *

  I just hope I can survive the trials that await me.

  Prologue

  Destiny

  Green eyes.

  Beautiful gems that glittered under the lamp post at the other end of the alley. They widened, fear taking over them; his body jolted forward into a sprint.

  I watched as if in slow motion as he made his way toward me; the dark gloomy alleyway looked twice as long now. I could see the desperation in his eyes. His orange-gold strands of hair were bound together by a black gold ribbon decorated with ancient text that began to glow— the sensation of magic in the air evident.

  But it didn't matter. Something told me my fate had been set in stone and there was nothing I could do to change it.

  Maybe it was the five magical creatures that burst out of the opened pocket watch that made my hand tremble, making the small piece of machinery feel triple the weight it normally should be.

  I could see the other five men come into view— all of them sprinting in slow motion to reach me. My eyes looked up at the five magical beings above me as they danced in celebration. Or were they somehow mocking me for setting them free?

  The magic that surrounded me was suffocating, and I struggled to breathe, leaving me frozen in crippling fear at the overflow of magical essence. It could potentially kill me— the level of energy stronger than that of my mother or father, who were the most powerful shifters I'd ever known.

  The creatures crashed into one another mid-air — creating a spinning wheel of color: red, white, blue, gold, and pink.

  I watched in awe; my eyes grew wide as the spinning bundle of color shot forward —straight into my body.

  The impact threw me off my feet, the force of magic surging through my body as my legs and hands flailed uselessly as I fell.

  I couldn't distinguish what drew my attention more — the unbearable pain that coursed through my veins or the stunned and fearful expressions of the men approaching me as I made my slow descent to the ground.

  Before I hit the wet pavement, I opened my eyes to stare at the six men. But something changed.

  My fear didn't linger on the feeling of impending doom as the power I once feared thrummed through my veins, but focused instead on the fear of leaving these men — the ones I loved, again.

  As my conscious wavered, flickers of emotions and memories flashed through my mind, before leaving just as quickly. Then dark spots filled my vision.

  I finally hit the ground; my body bounced from the heavy impact and the energy my body struggled to contain. It felt like trying to close a container with too much fluid — the excess trying to forcefully escape.

  My head hit the ground first, falling back until all I could see was an upside down image of the way I'd come from.

  The one time I hadn't listened to James, it led to my death. A tear rolled down my cheek and I struggled to breathe through my nostrils - blood already began to pool within them and trailed down my esophagus.

  I wanted to gag or turn my head to the side to let the metallic tasting liquid have a way to escape, but I was nothing but a broken rag doll, paralyzed on the cold wet ground.

  The last thing I saw was my best friend — those ruby red eyes that I'd loved and the soft, light pink lips I had kissed every time he craved my touch.
/>   I thought if I died, I would at least have a sense of fulfillment for living a decent life. But as my eyes began to close, my best friend ran forward and I regretted not telling him how I truly felt. I wished I had told him how much I yearned for us to be a couple and not just a fling based on emotions and alcohol.

  I loved him…yet, I also somehow loved the six men who were nothing but a group of strangers to me. Somehow, I knew they had loved and cherished me till my very last breaths.

  As my consciousness finally began to fade, my body began to fail one organ at a time. In that moment, I knew I'd died before. I'd lived, enjoyed the joys of love and fame, and had died a horrible death— a demise I hadn’t deserved.

  As I took my final breath, my lungs unable to spare any more energy to function, I made a silent plea.

  If I survived this, I would conquer my fears. I would not be afraid to speak my mind and admit what troubled my heart.

  I would enjoy each breath I took and strive toward achieving my dreams.

  Most importantly, I would love. Love without boundaries and follow my heart.

  The last thing I heard was my name; a part of me remembered the way it rolled off James’ tongue whereas the new part of me didn't recognize the foreign voice.

  "CRIMSON!"

  * * *

  Crimson...or Storm.

  Which one am I?

  Does it matter?

  I think not.

  Because without some type of miracle, I will become nothing but a memory.

  And that is my biggest regret of all.

  About Yumoyori Wilson

  Yumoyori.W.Wilson lives in Toronto, Ontario with her lovely Mother, Queen Loulou. When she’s not working the night shift as a Community Registered Nurse, she’s out relaxing with friends or sipping bubble tea while playing Elsword with her gaming friends.

  * * *

  She has an obsession with fashion and currently owns 100+ lipsticks, 50 being various shades of nudes though she insists all of them are different in their own way. She enjoys reading during her night shift, immersing herself in reverse harem, paranormal and romance novels to pass the time and prevent herself from falling asleep.

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  To connect with Yumoyori online:

  Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/yumoyoriauthor

  Yumo’s Star Knight Facebook Group: http://bit.ly/2idc6oD

  Youtube: http://bit.ly/2wZKlGF

  Instagram: @yumoyoriauthor

  Books by Yumoyori Wilson

  THE STARLIGHT GODS SERIES:

  Dark Wish

  Tainted Rose

  RYDER

  Poisonous Dream

  DANIEL

  Forgotten Fairytale (July 28th 2018)

  PARANORMAL INC SERIES:

  Visionary Investigator

  Visionary Awakened (June 16th 2018)

  HOLIDAY SERIES:

  Visionary Christmas

  Starlight Christmas

  Visionary New Years

  EARTHALA SERIES:

  Visionary X Starlight- Chapter One

  Visionary X Starlight- Chapter Two

  Visionary X Starlight- St. Patricks Day

  STAND ALONE NOVEL:

  Makoto’s Birthday (September 8th 2018)

  CRIMSON STORM SERIES:

  Taming the Storm

  Calming the Storm (July 1st 2018)

  BRIGHTEN MAGIC ACADEMY SERIES:

  Reflections of You

  Reflections of Me (July 29th 2018)

  BLOODY DESIRE SERIES:

  Seduce My Blood

  Seduce My Heart (August 4th, 2018)

  UNICORN BLESSED CHRONICLES:

  Celestia

  Celestia 2

  Celestia 3 (August 19th, 2018)

  FAMILIAR BLESSED CHRONICLES:

  Arielle Rainbow (July 14th 2018)

  COLLABORATIVE WRITING:

  RECLAIMING THE THRONE (WITH TAMARA WHITE):

  Shattered Destiny

  REALM DIARIES OF IRIS (WITH VIVIAN QUINN):

  Eartharian Secrets (July 7th 2018)

 

 

 


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