Sycamore Heights, where everyone keeps a deadly secret.
On the surface Katrina Harvey is like any other 17-year-old about to start their senior year but not everything is quite as it seems. After being violently attacked she loses her memory and now has no idea who is friend, foe, or – most importantly – that she happens to be a 235-year-old vampire.
Now Katrina is being stalked by someone, or something, who doesn’t want her to remember her past and will do anything to keep it that way.
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I love the Point Horror, NightWorld & Fear Street novels from the nineties. I loved the mystery and innocence and those books just made me want to write my own novels. I also wanted to write a book that I wanted to read and have my take on the paranormal world.
How Did You Come up With Your Characters?
I would like to say that they are based on people I know but other than a few character traits each of the characters have from me. All of them are just from my imagination. My wolves are the easiest because I always wanted to read a book were the werewolves shifted into full wolves but still kept some of their human traits like talking, having a sense of humour or even keeping pets.
Late October, 1997
Katrina placed the textbook she was studying back on the library shelf and glanced down at her wristwatch. The silver dial read 3:27 p.m. Three minutes until the library closed.
Wow, Katrina thought. I am really cutting it fine today.
Stuffing the notes she had just written into her book bag, she hurried out of the school library, down the two flights of stairs, and out of the main school building.
Outside, storm clouds had started to fill the sky and cast an unfriendly grayness to everything.
If I cut over the football field I should be able to get home before it starts to rain, Katrina mused.
Hurrying past the deserted bleachers Katrina started to make her way across the Clayton Falls High School football field. At about quarter way across she heard her cell phone ringing.
“Anton!” Katrina answered without looking at her caller display.
“Where are you? You should have been home over an hour ago,” a male voice crackled down the phone line.
“Anton, stop worrying about me,” Katrina replied gently.
“Katrina, you know I don’t like it when you walk home from school alone.” Anton paused. “I can’t see why you couldn’t have ridden with me.”
Katrina laughed softly. “You know I had an English assignment to finish in the library after last period. Besides, I am more than capable of getting home by myself.”
Anton sighed. “I still don’t like it.”
“I’ll be home soon, so stop acting like a macho jock! There are no juniors here to impress.”
“I’m walking through the football field now.”
“Katrina, turn back. I’ll pick you up in front of the school.”
“Anton, I’m fine, and it’s not that I’m like other girls.”
“I know that you can—” Anton started.
But his words were cut off: the phone was dead.
Damn! Katrina cursed. I knew I should have charged it last night.
Katrina sighed and took out her portable CD player from her book bag, flicked through the CD’s playlist until she came to her favorite track, put in her earphones and turned up the volume. By now the evening air had dropped in temperature, and she pulled her jacket tighter around her body.
With her music distracting her, Katrina did not hear that someone had followed her from Clayton Falls High School library and across the school’s football field. Nor did she hear her stalker raise a baseball bat and take a swing at her skull.
The last thought Katrina had was of her sister, Suzanne, before her memory faded behind a veil of darkness.
The first drops of rain started to fall as Katrina’s attacker picked up the cell phone and book bag that Katrina had dropped and left her for dead, before starting to walk away with a bloodied baseball bat in hand.
Catherine Gardiner was born and raised next to rolling green meadows in Yorkshire, England where she resides with her beloved border collie. When she is not writing she is either researching for her upcoming novels, taking photographs, cooking or going for long leisurely walks along a nearby river. She first conceived the idea for her novels when she was doing a creative writing course in college and had to walk home alone through a wood where she often imagined what might be in the shadows. She also thinks her love of writing and her passion for all things creative is due to her Irish roots.
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