So, I know this is kind of crazy coming from a gal who lives in Raincity, but we sure could use some. This has been a very hot, dry summer in my neck of the woods.
Time to pour some iced tea, pull up a lawn chair and read a good book. Like this one perhaps? We're lucky enough to have Claire Davon pull up a chair beside us.
SC: Tell me a little bit about your main character of this book.
CD: Maya Wingfield knew she was different from a young age but was always taught to hide her psychic ability from others and to trust nobody, especially not the government. Maya is a psychic but a bit innocent in how the world really works. When she runs from San Diego because of a psychic attack she winds up falling in with the very groups she feared. The group, Universe, and the telekinetic British man, Ian, who she aligns with could be her salvation or her downfall.
SC: Sometimes psychic abilities can be a bit daunting. Maya has her hands full. Do you believe in the paranormal and if so, do you have an experience you can share?
CD: I believe that there is something bigger out there. There is so much we don’t know and don’t understand that there has to be more than what we can see and feel with our current senses. If I ever doubt it I remember what a friend of mine said—I didn’t put the moon up there.
When I was seven years old I was hit by a car. It was a bad accident where I flew above the telephone wires. I remember trying to avoid the car and then the next thing I recall is that I was hovering about ten feet from my body, watching it tumble in the air by the telephone wires. I believe quite strongly that I did not know if I was going to live or die and was waiting to see. If I had come down on my head I would have been dead. Fortunately I landed on my butt. The next thing I remember is being on the ground with my leg twisted at an odd angle, but alive.
SC: Interesting. I've had a somewhat similar, if not as height challenged event with a car and time fragmentation. Speaking of time slipping by, what titles are you working on now that you can tell us about?
CD: I always have a lot going on. Right now I am editing the second book in the Universe Chronicles series (for those who have read Shifting Auras, this is Quillan’s journey to love). In addition I am getting the third book in my Elementals’ Challenge book ready for release. I also have several short stories coming out in various genres across the next few months. I have a science fiction romance, two mythology inspired stories and a strange/weird horror story coming out. All of them exercise different parts of my writing chops and I am thrilled that each found a home. I hope all of you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them!
SC: Thanks so much for stopping by. Let's take a look at your novel now.
The Universe Chronicles
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: Soul Mate Publishing
Date of Publication: July 25, 2018
Number of pages: 203
Word Count: 60,000
Cover Artist: Ramona Lockwood
When Maya gets yet another call to retrieve her drunken roommate, her mind shows her a hot, amber-eyed Universe operative.
Once before, Ian failed to protect a sensitive from a brain-scrambling attack. He will not fail Maya . . . if it means using his talent—or his body—to stop a bullet.
Maya Wingfield was raised to trust no one—least of all the dueling U.S. and Russian paranormal agencies, Universe and Night Stars, who’d love to harness her mind-reading gift.
She thought Richmond a safe place to escape their influence and hide from a rising psychic malevolence that drove her out of San Diego. But when she gets yet another call to retrieve her drunken roommate, her mind shows her an amber-eyed Universe operative with an impenetrable net around his deepest secret—and a voice that sends shock waves of awareness down her nerve endings.
Maya’s curves and aquamarine eyes aren’t the only things that jolt Ian Sanderson’s mental shields, bringing sexual tension thrumming back to life. It’s a power his Universe-trained mind knows he shouldn’t trust. And a vulnerability that makes his telekinetic power burn in his palms to protect her.
But to Universe, she is just one of too many unanswered questions. A target for Whisper, a shadowy new group of paranormals with powers beyond anything Universe has ever seen. Once before, Ian failed to protect a sensitive from a brain-scrambling attack. He will not fail again . . . if it means using his talent—or his body—to stop a bullet.
The metallic squeal in the distance indicated the train was arriving. A light in the tunnel swept across the concrete wall as it rounded a curve and the brakes continued to shriek. People began to crowd the yellow line, jostling for position, trying to determine where the doors would open so they could leap on and get a seat, a premium on the Metro.
By now the train was visible, moving at a rate that didn’t seem normal. His experience with the Washington Metro was limited, but the tube in London would have been slowing by now.
Awareness flowed through the air, and there was a shift in the commuters as they began to understand that something wasn’t right. Ian released Maya and shoved her behind him. People scattered as the train started screaming into the station at too high a speed.
“Bugger all,” Ian said and reached out with his talent.
Without warning, Maya was yanked from behind him and hurtled toward the moving train before he could halt her.
He split his mind, one focusing on the subway cars and one on her. People were flowing around her, one or two pausing to try and help the woman jerking past them. Maya careered forward, out of their grasp. Sparks lit the tracks as the wheels lifted off the rails, the engineer no doubt applying the brakes in an effort to make the cars stop.
Ian’s talent blazed through him, starting in his belly and moving up his body. It pulsed and crackled, filling him with power fueled by fury and desperation. He reached out his hand, the palm glowing red as his ability hissed out in an arc. Maya halted on the demarcation line that had just been vacated, her eyes wide and staring. Her body was stiff, and her head was bent backwards in an attempt to clear it from the path of the oncoming train.
Beads of sweat broke out along Ian’s body as he found the train’s brakes on the wheels, applying pressure via his telekinesis. The conductor was already applying everything to the pedals, but they were going all the way to the floor. Instead, Ian focused everything on those pads, stomping down as if he were physically there. The train lurched and made a shrieking sound as it slowed. It slid by Maya, her hair blowing back from the rush of displaced air.
For a panicked moment, Ian saw Maya falling onto the tracks in his mind’s eye. Inside, the people standing were thrown forward and then back as the brakes caught. The train shuddered and ground to a halt.
Ian stumbled when he released his grasp on the train. Maya ran to him as he slumped, his shaking hands still glowing with red light. Energy drained from him but all that mattered was Maya, safe.
The train doors opened, and frightened passengers disembarked rapidly. The tourists had wide eyes and open mouths while the regulars seemed more sanguine. They were used to the vagaries of the subway and to them it was nothing more than a bad stop. A very bad stop, to be sure, but just a random day on the Washington Metro.
“Ian?” Maya asked, and he tasted the acrid, metallic scent of fear. It had been a long time since anyone had mattered.
“What did you sense? Anything?”
“I . . . it was so brief. Someone surfaced and before I could react to his mind—it felt like a he— I was being shoved forward. I reached out and tried to stop him, but I didn’t know how. It had to be a telekinetic, right?” By her expression he didn’t think she expected an answer. “It was only a flash, and then it was gone. Why, Ian? What did he want?”
The oath on Ian’s lips was savage. “I don’t know who it was, but they won’t get away with this. Blast. Yin was right. You’re in danger.”
Claire can’t remember a time when writing wasn’t part of her life. Growing up, she used to write stories with her friends. As a teenager she started reading fantasy and science fiction, but her diet quickly changed to romance and happily-ever-after’s.
A native of Massachusetts and cold weather, she left all that behind to move to the sun and fun of California, but has always lived no more than twenty miles from the ocean.
In college she studied acting with a minor in creative writing. In hindsight she should have flipped course studies. Before she was published, she sold books on eBay and discovered some of her favorite authors by sampling the goods, which was the perfect solution. Claire has many book-irons in the fire, most notably her urban fantasy series, The Elementals’ Challenge series, but writes contemporary and shifter romances as well as.
While she’s not a movie mogul or actor, she does work in the film industry with her office firmly situated in the 90210 district of Hollywood. Prone to breaking into song, she is quick on her feet and just as quick with snappy dialogue. In addition to writing she enjoys animal rescue, reading, and movies. She loves to hear from fans, so feel free to drop her a line.
Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/default/e/B00IMP2KSU