At night, Ryann Phillips becomes an open psychic channel, her dreams flooded with random snapshots of strangers’ lives. Few of her premonitions make sense, or even cause her to lose much sleep. Until now. The vicious murder scene she envisions is so terrifying—and so vivid—she has no choice but to somehow warn the victim.
When she spots Victoria Joyce in a coffee shop, Ryann prepares to run up against a wall of skepticism. Yet convincing the no-nonsense attorney she’s in danger proves easier than convincing her divorce lawyer. The arrogant—and devastatingly sexy—Trevor Kearney. Trevor never thought his client would stoop so low as to hire a fake psychic to prove her soon-to-be ex is out to kill her. Yet sassy, red-headed Ryann holds up under questioning designed to blow the tightest of alibis. Before the night is over, she has his apology. And he has her phone number. Ryann can live with Trevor’s doubts about her sixth sense, yet she can’t ignore the way her body responds when he kisses her senseless. But as they seek to untangle a growing web of mystery, the heat they generate could put them in the path of a killer…
Trevor Kearney
I’m a logical guy. That’s why I went through law school. Everything can be explained. The minute I met Ryann–some psychic who dreams about people dying–I knew it had to be a scam, masterminded by one of my clients, Victoria Joyce. I don’t trust Victoria as far as I can throw her. Still, the more I get to know Ryann, the more I’m starting to believe her. Does that make me crazy? It could be the fact that she’s so damn smart and beautiful that I can barely keep my mind on Victoria’s murder, and off of Ryann Phillips, even with her prophetic dreams.
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Ryann Phillips
I’m used to my premonitions, I’ve had them since I was a kid. Usually they are snapshots of complete strangers’ lives, rarely worth losing sleep over, but the vision I had detailing Victoria’s murder was even more disturbing than the previous death scenes I’ve witnessed. If only I can figure out why. I was lucky enough to find Victoria before my vision came to be, but I don’t appreciate her lackey Trevor, with his skepticism along with his arrogant sexuality. I might need his help to keep Victoria safe, but I can do it without getting too close.
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