Davy Harwood (The Immortal Prophecy) - Plot & Excerpts
I was empathic and that meant that I could feel what others felt, I felt what was going on around me. And right now, as I was on top of the Heffler where I volunteered for a crisis hotline, I knew there were eight nearby. I’d been the unfortunate one to answer the call and now I stood there, teetering on the edge with a ‘jumper’ before me. I was keenly aware of the two vamps behind me and the six on the ground. Vampires didn’t usually care about death. I had no idea why they were here, but it didn’t matter at that moment. “Okay…okay.” I took a deep breath and tried to inch forward. The jumper was a frail looking girl with inflamed cheeks. Her red curls whisked around her from the wind, which didn’t help our situation at all. She turned, saw me, and her eyes widened. She was the deer in my headlights, but I hoped that I wasn’t the oncoming car to push her over the edge. “Hi—hello—how are you? No—I mean…” I should have stopped then, but I was the only one from the hotline there.
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