Title of Manuscript: Kiss of Fire
Genre: Young Adult
Word Count: 110,000
Something is wrong with sixteen year old Joclyn Despain, and even she doesn’t know what it is. It all began when a scar appeared on her face and chased her dad away, now weird things just tend to happen around her. Joclyn spends her days hiding behind her surly mood and extra large clothes in hopes of blending in with the crowd, but it doesn’t work. After all normal people shouldn’t be able to throw their enemies ten feet in the air or fall fifteen feet without getting hurt, right?
Even if all the paranormal occurrences were normal being the best friend of the wealthiest boy in the state, Ryland LaRue, doesn’t help her to disappear. She only sticks out like a sore thumb.
Joclyn’s desperate attempt to blend in is only shattered further when her dead beat dad sends her a cursed stone for her birthday. He refers Joclyn to what she can only assume is a cult, saying that her scar has given her supernatural powers and they will save her. Now, she is being stalked by a tall blonde man, and Ryland’s father is threatening more than just her friendship with his son.
Joclyn finally begins to gain some stability, when Ryland finds her scar. Not only does he know what it is, but he insists that she will be hunted and killed because of it.
I remember my fifth birthday. My parents were in the backyard hanging the ‘Happy Birthday Joclyn’ banner that had the yellow and blue streamers surrounding it. The colors danced through the trees as the wind blew them around. My parents laughed and joked as they decorated, I danced in the doorway as I waited for my friends to arrive.
I stopped to watch a brilliant blue trail that glittered around me as something small flew before me. I only caught a glimpse of wings before a sharp stabbing pain shot into the right side of my head, leaving me feeling like I had been slammed against a brick wall. It burned like acid that spread quickly through me. I dropped to the ground as the pain spread through my body, the hot current flowing under my skin was like boiling water in my veins. My vision faded to black as the sensations grew into a torrent that split my bones apart.