Title: Dream Walker
Author: Bridgette OâHare
Genre: YA Paranormal Fantasy
Cover Designer: DARK UNICORN DESIGNS
Editor: Jennifer Green of Plot2Published Editing
Publisher: CLOVERHOUSE PUBLISHING
Publication Date: January 25th, 2018
Hosted by: Lady Amberâs PR
To realize who you are, you must forget who they taught you to be
Darkness flows through Halle Michaels. Darkness suppressed by the expectations of being the ideal daughter, the perfect friend, and the stereotypical girl next door.
Now, her familyâs past has caught up to her. When Halle discovers she was meant to follow in her fatherâs footstepsâfootsteps sheâs certain led to his untimely deathâshe must forget every lie sheâs been taught about who she is.
Hunted by Hellâs elite and armed only with what she can decipher from her fatherâs cryptic journal, she turns to Aedan Jeremiah for answers, unsure she can trust him.
Halle wants the truth, but the longer truth is twisted in shadows, the harder it is to recognize in the light.
Can Halle move beyond the deceit, or will she be consumed by the darkness that stole her father from her?
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Bridgette O'Hare is a writerly life form surviving on high doses of chocolate, excessive episodes of Supernatural, and copious amounts of snark.
She spends her time in search of sleep, witty co-conspirators, the planet Gallifrey, and ways to unleash treachery upon her characters in interesting ways . . . or you may find her instigating shenanigans on Facebook.
Sheâs the proud Mum of two highly entertaining humans and she resides on the coast of North Carolina.
Bridgette is recommended by 4 out of 5 people that recommend things. Number 5 was unavailable for comment.
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Matt had never been one to let a chance to provoke Jenna slip by. âI know what Iâm getting you for Christmas,â he chided.
âDoes it involve a trip to some tropical island and drinks with those tiny umbrellas in them?â Jenna quipped back.
âWhat makes you think Iâd take you somewhere like that?â he retorted.
A sly smirk slinked up one corner of Jennaâs mouth. âWhat makes you think I was going to take you with me on my little island excursion? Itâs my present.â
Matt shook his head. âA watch, Jenna. Iâm getting you a watch. Not that youâd use it.â
He checked his mirrors and backed out of the driveway.
âAlright, children. Letâs play nice,â Halle interrupted before the back and forth really took off.
âThat was nice,â Jenna mumbled.
âYeah, about as nice as when you two ditched me at Leviâs Halloween party. Left me with a house full of masked marauders, and I donât mean the interesting comic book kind.â Matt glared at Jenna in the rear-view mirror.
âWhy are you looking at me like that? Halle bailed on you, too!â
âHey now!â Halle piped in.
âShe was hurt. She gets a pass. You could have found me, or called, or texted, or something.â His words came across with a little something Halle couldnât help but be concerned about. For the past year, she had watched as Matt and Jenna bantered back and forth, always teetering on the edge of something more than friendship but never slipping over. Halle found herself glancing between the two, wondering if Jennaâs secret was why she had always kept Matt at armâs length.
Jenna went silent for a moment. The countenance of her face saying more than words could. âIâm sorry, Matt. Youâre right. I should have let you know. Forgive me?â
Mattâs eyes darted between the road and the rear view mirror several times before he blew out a heavy breath and his stare rested on the mirror for a long moment. âI forgave you the moment it happened. You know that,â he replied.
âOf course you did,â Jenna chimed. âYou canât stay mad at me. I wonât let you.â She stuck her tongue out at him.
Halle laughed at the exchange. âYou two are something else.â
âDonât know what youâre laughing at,â Matt remarked as he turned the Jeep into the school parking lot. âYouâre friends with both of us. What does that say about you?â
âThat Iâm crazier than I thought,â Halle muttered. âBut hey, at least yâall are entertaining.â
She adjusted her sunglasses and reached for her bag in the floorboard. âIâll see you guys at lunch. I need to bolt. Have to try to get to Senior Mozingoâs class before homeroom to ask about some work I missed.â
âYou sure youâre not just trying to avoid him?â Jenna asked as she nodded her head at the guy standing on the sidewalk straight ahead of the Jeep.
âCrap,â Halle mumbled.
âWant me to run him over?â Matt smiled. âI can say the gear slipped.â
Halle rolled her eyes, though her sunglasses hid the gesture. âNo. I donât want you to run him over. Geesh. But . . . you could run interference for me.â
âAnd you donât think hitting him with a car would do that?â Matt grinned.
âNevermind. I donât want to deal with the police interrogation afterward. Iâll just do the best I can.â Halle made a face at Matt, slipped out of the Jeep, and eased toward the back of the car parked beside them.