The Premonition

A Series by Amy A. Bartol

Inescapable (The Premonition Series, Volume 1)
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Series: The Premonition, Book 1. Price: $2.99 USD. Words: 137,530. Language: English. Published: December 19, 2011. Category: Fiction » Romance » Paranormal
I'm Evie and this was to be the making of me-my first year of college. I'd hoped that once I'd arrived at Crestwood, the nightmare that I've been having would go away. It hasn't. At 17, I may be inexperienced, but I'm sane. When Reed is near, however, nothing makes any sense. He's not what he seems to be...and neither am I. I'm afraid that the nightmare my dream is foretelling is...inescapable.
Intuition (The Premonition Series, Volume 2)
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Series: The Premonition, Book 2. Price: $3.99 USD. Words: 173,230. Language: English. Published: February 7, 2012. Category: Fiction » Fantasy » Paranormal
I don't open my eyes so I can't see him, but I can smell him. He thickens the air I breathe, choking me with his scent. I shiver. I have to resist. If I'm not strong, then I will be relegated to the same fate as this predator. But now, I crave him and he knows that; he has been counting on my need to end the gnawing pain. I'm alive, but how much longer will it take until I beg him not to be?
Indebted (The Premonition Series - Volume 3)
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Series: The Premonition, Book 3. Price: $3.99 USD. Words: 141,980. Language: English. Published: September 26, 2012. Category: Fiction » Romance » Paranormal
I hang my head in sorrow for just a moment when I know I'm truly alone. I feel like I'm going to my execution. Goose bumps rise on my arms as I pass the cluster of windmills that I have seen in a dream. The church looms dark and grim with its rough-hewn, timber facade, capped by tall, oblong spires. Black, ominous clouds have collected above the roofline, as if Heaven is showing me the way.
Incendiary: The Premonition Series (Volume 4)
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Series: The Premonition, Book 4. Price: $4.99 USD. Words: 165,490. Language: English. Published: December 6, 2012. Category: Fiction » Romance » Paranormal
I catch my first sight of the Irish coastline; its landscape makes me shiver in dread. It's difficult to imagine now how the Gancanagh had made this their home for so long without anyone realizing it. The edifices practically scream their presence. As I study the shadows between the falling-down stone, I imagine creeping shapes of undead Faeries grasping the rock, waiting for our ship to draw near