The Watcher Saga
The Watcher Book 1 in The Watcher Saga
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Praise for The Watcher:
"Inventive, romantic, and filled with tension, this is a great start to an intriguing series."
--A.M. Dellamonica, author of INDIGO SPRINGS, winner of the 2010 Sunburst Award for Canadian Literature of the Fantastic, and BLUE MAGIC.
"Voisin's THE WATCHER blends paranormal mystery and romance into a book that is sure to keep readers turning the pages late into the night."
-- Eileen Cook, author of THE ALMOST TRUTH
"Perfect for fans of angels and demons, Lisa Voisin has created an uplifting tale of redemption, love, and spirituality that gives hope. Never preachy, THE WATCHER is the perfect answer to critics who claim Young Adult literature is too dark."
-- Stephanie Lawton, author of WANT and SHRAPNEL
"The Watcher is stunning! A paranormal romance that you won't want to put down. Voisin will enthrall you until the very last page."
-- Stephanie Keyes, author, THE STAR CHILD series
"Grips the reader, pulls them in and leaves them cheering for good!"
-- InD'tale Magazine
Instead of saying more, he brushed his fingertips along my cheek, and his halo glimmered. I could hear the waves slapping the rocks behind us, the wind driving them in. That same wind whipped against my skin, but the touch of his hand on my face was all I could think about. It sent a current through both of us and filled me with longing for something I wasn't sure I understood.
"I'm sorry." He stepped back and shoved his hands into his pockets as the light around him faded. "You don't know what it's like. Being near you now, remembering those moments we had." His hair blew into his eyes, but this time he didn't move. I wanted to brush it back, but I didn't know how he'd react. Would touching him be bad?
"You want to know who you were?" he asked. "You may look different, but you're the same. I look into your eyes and see you. He took in a deep breath, fixing his attention on the horizon. I'd seen and heard so much now that the logical part of my brain had long since given up arguing with me. I could feel what he was saying was true. All of it.
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