#MIND Freebie and New Release Blog Tour with @Jennnixon
After Dina Ranger loses telepathic contact with her twin brother, Duncan, she breaks into his apartment and stumbles onto a special government unit responsible for monitoring the psychic population. She’s offered a job where she can use her psionic gifts to help people.
Stranded on earth over a hundred years ago, Liam of Shria is searching for a metal needed to repair his ship when he finds Dina inside an alien escape pod and narrowly saves her after she trips the alarm.
As the mystery and their relationship deepens, Liam helps Dina learn the truth behind her abilities while uncovering a plot to rebuild an ancient weapon, exposing dangerous secrets about the alien presence on earth that may change the future forever.
MIND: The Message (Bk4) – New Release on sale March 4th 2017 www.amazon.com/Jenn-Nixon/e/B002BLNBBQ
After years of trying to fit in, Casey Wu made her own path, her own way, working as a private security consultant in New York City. When Casey’s apartment is broken into and she and her mother become targets of powered individuals with ties to her long-missing father, reality is turned upside down as she’s pulled into an exciting and treacherous world she’s more connected to than she realizes.
Former General Theo Struck left the military behind to shore up the strength of the MIND team, worried about the significant emergence of psychic and visitor abilities on Earth. While trying to recover from the trauma he suffered during The Reckoning, and attempting to keep the entire team safe, he learns a mysterious private investigator is tailing him. The moment Theo confronts the powerful descendant sparks fly, but her story, almost too unbelievable to consider, isn’t something he can ignore.
Determined to uncover the truth about her extraordinary powers, Theo agrees to help Casey, and when they uncover connections between her father and a government chip his former unit used on human psychics, their blossoming friendship is tested as the dangerous investigation puts the entire MIND team at risk.
MIND: The Message Release Party: https://www.facebook.com/events/575657465965855/
Author Bio
Jenn Nixon’s love of writing started the year she received her first diary and Nancy Drew novel. Throughout her teenage years, she kept a diary of her personal thoughts and feelings but graduated from Nancy Drew to other mystery suspense novels.
She often adds a thriller and suspense element to anything she writes be it Romance, Science Fiction, or Fantasy. When not writing, she spends her time reading, observing pop culture, playing with her two dogs, and working on various charitable projects in her home state of New Jersey.
Jenn Nixon is a member of Liberty States Fiction Writers.
Website: jennnixon.com
Facebook: facebook.com/JennNixonAuthor
Blog: jennafern.blogspot.com
Twitter: twitter.com/jennnixon
Goodreads: goodreads.com/author/show/712429.Jenn_Nixon
Excerpt 1
“I had a feeling I’d see you again,” the voice called.
Dina looked around the wooded area, feeling confused for a moment. It seemed familiar. Across the marsh, Liam was leaning against a tree, casually dressed, hair slightly less shaggy than it had been last time, hands shoved in his skinny jeans. A light mist lingered over the grass, a taste of salt in the air. How did she get here?
“What?”
“Didn’t think it would be this soon,” he replied with a shrug.
The Gut surrounded her. She didn’t remember coming here, yet she was in the Bay Hook. Solid ground beneath her feet and the stench she breathed in, all real. “Why, uh . . . did you come back?”
“The real question is why did you call me here?”
“What are you talking about? You were already here, and I didn’t call. I don’t even have your number.”
“Want it?” he asked, smirking, then shook his head. “No, wait . . . oh. Uninhibited speech, foggy backdrop, extra flirty. I get it.”
“Get what?”
“We’re dreaming. You’re asleep right?”
“No,” she spat, spreading her arms, twisting in place. She pulled a cattail-punk out of the ground and shook it at him. “We’re in the Hook, hello, don’t you see the trees? Can’t you smell the marsh?”
“You must have been thinking about me, which is normal, frankly, given the circumstances. But how the hell are you keeping me here?”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“Dina, did both your parents have psionic abilities?”
“Only my father, why?”
“Curious,” he said, moving toward her, gray eyes sweeping up and down. “What about his parents, either of them?”
“I don’t know. What does it matter?”
“People don’t normally share dreams. You’re strong—”
“Why does everyone keep saying that?” Dina threw her hands up in the air and walked away. “Who cares if I am or not? There’s some dude out there burning up people, and I don’t have time to tramp around the swamp with E.T.”
“What did you say?”
“Nothing. Doesn’t matter. I’m outta here.”
“Wait, Dina,” he said, catching up and surpassing her. He grabbed both her arms to stop her. “You really are dreaming.”
Everything around her was too real to be a dream. She felt the pressure of his fingers, even the sinking feeling of her feet on the soft ground. “So this isn’t the Gut, it’s a dream? Right, and you’re sharing it with me, sure.”
“You’re amazing!” He laughed boyishly. “Even after all you’ve seen, you’re still questioning everything.”
“Then prove it to me. Call me, here’s my number,” she said, mentally sending the digits to his head.
Liam smiled at her. A sweet, sincere smile that made her smile back before shrugging.
“Dina—”
Her eyes popped open. The ceiling of her bedroom stared back. “Oh, what the hell?”
Dina sat up, brow furrowed. She reached toward the nightstand for her phone. Was it going to ring? It had felt as if she had been there, standing in the grass with Liam. She shut her eyes, trying to bring the images back, but they were already fading.
Had she just shared a dream with Liam?
Excerpt 2
Dina stared into the man’s eyes, trying not to notice how they somehow looked silver under the moon, and focused on linking with him. His gaze narrowed, as if he knew, but it didn’t stop her. She pushed harder, further, forcing the link. She felt a slight connection, concentrated more, felt it grow.
“Who are you?”
“Liam of—stop! Who the . . .?” he spat, stumbling back. “What are you?”
“What the hell was that thing?”
“Most likely an escape pod or module from a larger craft,” Liam said, blinked, and shook his head. His face turned darker, and he snarled, “I’ll answer your questions, Dina Ranger, but not by force. Release my mind!”
The man knew her name. Aside from the invisibility and teleportation, he had some telepathic abilities. He didn’t seem to be the man who had set the fires and wasn’t responsible for that pod in the Gut. He was searching for something else. When she ended the link, the scowl on his face softened, his lips almost curling upward in one corner. His eyes, now a darker shade of gray, swept across the field to the pillar of smoke rising in the air. It grew bigger and darker, stinking up the Gut worse than it already smelled. They really needed to leave.
“Yes, we do.”
Dina grunted and unlocked the car. “Get in.”
They reached the end of the service road without a problem. No sign of sirens when they turned onto Route 9. She hoped the explosion was far enough into the Hook that no one noticed, but it seemed awfully loud to her. Then again, a front row seat would do that.
The man sitting beside her chuckled softly.
“Something funny, buddy?”
“You, you spunky little ball of energy.”
“Seriously? All right, let’s start over. I’m Dina Ranger, thanks for saving me from the exploding escape pod thing.”
“Hi, I’m Liam, and you’re welcome.”
“Why were you there?”
“Same reason as you, the radiation. My scans picked it up.”
“You have radiation data from there?”
“Mostly residual. Now I know why. The pod was covered, leaking bits of radiation into the dirt. Over time, it dissipates into the air, leaving small traces behind, not usually detectible from satellites in space.”
“Do you have readings on anything else?”
“Yes.”
“Are you government?”
“Entrepreneur.”
Dina slammed on the breaks, threw the car in park, and turned sideways. “Who are you?”
“You won’t believe me.”
“Try me.”
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