Coming
September 5th, 2017
Tanzy Hightower is not crazy. At least that’s what she tells herself. She also tells herself that the shadows stalking her in the woods aren’t living, murderous beings.
On the third anniversary of her father’s death, Tanzy revisits the woods and the shadows that took him. She quickly realizes those monsters lurking in the dark now have their sights set on her. Neither Tanzy nor life as she knows it escapes unchanged when she is introduced to a world…unseen.
Two strangers seem too willing to help her navigate her new reality: Vanessa Andrews, a doctor’s trophy wife with a southern drawl, and Lucas, a quiet, scarred man with timing that borders on either perfect or suspect. But Tanzy has secrets of her own. Desperate for answers and revenge, Tanzy must put her faith in their hands as her past comes calling and the shadows close in.
With wild blood coursing through her veins, will Tanzy’s choices shed light on the shadows of her past, or will they bring forth the darkness within her?
About the Author:
JADIE
JONES:
Young-adult
author. Equine professional. Southern gal. Especially fond of family,
sunlight, and cookie dough.
I
wrote my first book in seventh grade, filling one hundred and four
pages of a black and white Mead notebook. Back then I lived for two
things: horses and R.L. Stine books. Fast forward nearly twenty
years, and I still work with horses, and hoard books like most women
my age collect shoes. Its amazing how much changes... and how much
stays the same.
The
dream of publishing a novel has hitch-hiked
with me down
every other path I've taken (and
there have been many.) Waitress, farm manager, road manager, bank
teller, speech writer, retail, and more. But that need to bring pen
to paper refused to quiet. Finally,
in 2009, I sat
down, pulled out a brand new notebook, and once again let the
pictures in my head become words on paper.
As
a child, my grandfather would sit me in his lap and weave tales about
the Cherokee nation, and a girl who belonged with horses. His words
painted a whole new world, and my mind would take flight. My hope -
my dream - is that Tanzy's journey does the same for you.
Confession
time: Jadie Jones is not my name. It's a pen name I created to honor
two fantastic women who didn't get the chance to live out their
professional dreams. First, my grandmother - a mother of four during
post World War II America, who wanted to be a journalist so bad that
even
now when she talks about it, her blue eyes mist and she lifts her
chin in silent speculation. And second, a dear friend's mother
who left
this world entirely too soon. To Judy Dawn and
Shirley Jones, Jadie Jones is for you. It's been a pleasure getting
to know her.
Publisher
The Parliament House
The Parliament House
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