Young Adult Science Fiction
Seventeen-year-old Chrissie Fox has a passion for Time Curving. Each assignment she and her father receive to travel to the past becomes more challenging. Their objective is to stop a group of agents called Time Flyers, whose main intent is to change the past in order to alter the future. She's put off any thoughts of friendship or romance in order to keep her trips to the past a secret. Even when a cute boy in town, Ashton, seems interested in her.
Life is perfect until Chrissie's father is stabbed by a Time Flyer in an attempt to steal the pocket watch that allows them to Curve through time. Before he dies, her father reveals that the watch has a second key. This key will let her travel through time at will, instead of the specific destinations it has previously given her. Despite wanting nothing more than to have her father back, she knows changing the past could rip the fabric of time and transform the future. It's safer leave the key alone.
For the first time, Chrissie almost lets herself be comforted by Ashton. Just as she's ready to confide in him, he discovers the watch and turns the key. Forced to travel with him, she finds herself at the scene of her father's death moments before the crime happened. Face to face with her father's murderer, Chrissie and Ashton set out to bring her father justice.
Instead of finding that justice, her watch is stolen by the Time Flyers leaving both Chrissie and Ashton stuck in the past. In a race against time, Chrissie must recover her watch or risk the world's existence.
EXISTENCE, complete at 60,000 words is a young adult science fiction novel with series potential. Readers of Clockwise, Across the Universe, and Daniel X would enjoy this book.
First 150 Words:
Chrissie Fox could taste the metallic sting of time on her tongue. In one hand she held an ancient pocket watch with a cylindrical key inserted. Her other hand was entwined with her fathers. She took a deep breath to let the taste clear. Traveling from past to future was always a little unsettling and it took her a minute to adjust.
Her father let go of her hand and together they looked around. She was standing on an immaculate green lawn. To her right stood a stone gazebo, to her left a wrought iron gate.
Chrissie’s father cleared his throat, a map held out in front of him. “I think we’re at George Washington University.”
“And where is the President supposed to be again?”
“Washington Hilton Hotel. A few blocks west. We’ll have to run.”
Chrissie took the key out of the back of the watch and slung both items around her neck and under her over-sized sweater.