Keeper of the Lost Souls
by Kristy Centeno
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Blurb:
Bryn McCaskey is young,
naïve, and can talk to ghosts...
Like her mother and
grandmother, Bryn comes from a breed of witches called The Keepers of the Lost
Souls. Their main purpose is to guard those spirits who are permanently or
temporarily grounded in the world of the living. Handling supernatural
creatures is something which comes naturally to Bryn, however, dealing with
people is a whole different story.
As her 18th birthday
approaches it's time for her to take on her first assignment. Bryn is forced to
confront her inability to communicate with others in an effort to save the one
soul that can mean the difference between life and death for mankind.
Johnny Shaw is a lost
soul with a personal vendetta against witches...
A vendetta he has carried
on even after death. As much as he hate's them he must join forces with a
keeper witch, in order to stop a century old threat. When fate brings them
together, not only will they be forced to learn how to work as a team, but they
will have to depend on each other to stop an evil witch carrying a six hundred
year grudge!
Excerpt
Nodding briefly, I
released her hand and changed positions so I was sitting facing her. She did
the same; sitting cross-legged facing me, a look of hesitation marring her
pretty features. Before she could change her mind, I reached out for her,
holding her head steady with my hands as I closed the gap between us. She
tensed.
“If you don’t want this
to happen, it doesn’t have to,” I said, trying to ease some of her tension.
“I want you to kiss me,
Johnny.” And to get her point across, she scooted closer and reached up to
touch my right cheek, allowing her fingers to skim over my cheekbone and then
down to my lower jaw.
Fortified by her light
caresses, I pulled her closer, slowly manipulating the moment to give her time
to change her mind if she wanted. Maintaining eye contact, she simply waited
patiently for our lips to make contact. What started as a simple graze of the
lips, soon turned into a passionate peck that took over my entire being and
left me craving much more.
Taking her feelings into
full consideration, I decided not to rush things. Instead, I planted soft,
heated kisses on her lips first and navigated south from there to her jaw, all
while gauging her reaction.
Lost in the moment, I
allowed my instincts to take over. Bryn, with her quiet personality and
beautiful heart, had managed to win me over in a matter of days. My biggest
regret was not meeting her before. Though a part of me wanted to think that
meeting her was probably a big waste of time if one considered the fact that I
was dead, another part cried that it was better late than never. As my right
hand caressed her cheek and the warmth emanating from her engulfed me, I
realized I wouldn’t change this moment for anything. I may be dead, but I could
still provide Bryn with pleasant memories, and among the most memorable was her
first kiss.
Bryn’s eyes squeezed shut
when I planted a kiss on her chin before nipping at the delicate skin with my
teeth. Falling deeper into total relaxation with each caress she received, Bryn
tilted her head back and parted her lips slightly. Taking that as an
invitation, I quickly traveled upward from her chin to her mouth and kissed the
sides. Encouraging her to part her mouth even further, I slipped my tongue in
between her lips and boldly explored inside.
Drawing her nearer by
wrapping my arms around her waist, I deepened the kiss, actively enjoying a
game of tongue tag with her. Moaning, she drew me closer. Her fingers toyed with
my short locks as our kiss intensified. The world around us was insignificant.
The only thing that mattered was us. Although I’d kissed many girls before
Bryn, this was the first time the action held such a high degree of importance
to me. I wasn’t just devouring a girl’s lips and making the best of it— no— I
was pouring my entire heart and soul into the most unforgettable kiss of my
life, and perhaps hers, too.
At that moment I
recognized the importance of sharing something as beautiful as a kiss with
someone you have a strong emotional connection with. Although I would have
never admitted it before, I felt closer to Bryn than any other person I had
ever met. I cared for her. Had come to care for her in a way I never would have
thought possible.
The second the admission
crossed my mind, a loud ringing started in my ears, followed by a feeling of
losing energy at an alarming rate that forced my actions to a complete stop.
Breaking away from the magic of the moment, I pulled back and winced as the
ringing became louder.
“Johnny, are you okay?”
Concerned, Bryn glanced at me. Forcing herself to her knees, she tried to reach
out for me but her hands went straight through me. The fact that she couldn’t
touch me frightened us both.
Startled, I lifted my
arms and found they were no longer solid. To make matters worse, no matter how
hard I tried to gather energy from my environment, I became weaker and more
translucent with each passing second.
Byrn, the main character is a
keeper witch, meaning that
she is a witch that is in charge of helping sould
cross over
after they have died. I like how they go into a
differentiation of
keeper witches and regular witches. The
romance in this book was sweet and I
kept fining myself
daydreaming while I was not reading the book. Since Bryn
hasn't even ever had a boyfriend let alone a romance, this
was a really cute
story. This book was definitely different
than other books I have read and the
new view point on
ghosts and witches is a breath of fresh air for me. I would
recommend this book to anyone that likes YA Paranormal
stories and I look
forward to fitting Book Two into my
reading list!!
I give this book 5 Shields!
Look for my reviews here as well!
About the Author:
As a child, Kristy used to lose herself in an imaginary world by
the means of a good book. Now that she’s all grown up, she gets to create her
own fictional realms and make them come to life in ways that most readers might
not expect.
Writing has always been a passion of hers but she never had
the opportunity do so until now. After trying out numerous options, she
realized that writing was what she loved the most and so she decided to give it
a shot. As it turns out, her very active imagination helped her achieve her
goals of creating believable plots with some ordinary, and some not so ordinary
characters that move the stories along in one way or another.
As she keeps achieving her dreams of becoming a published author,
she divides her time in between four children and a very understanding husband.
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