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The Seer
Sidney Rinn Series Book 1
by Charlie Daye
Genre: Paranormal Romance
My name
is Sidney Rinn. Growing up in an orphanage without parents and
not knowing where you come from is hard, especially when you have a
gift like mine. I’m a seer. I can see the past in any location I
enter. Sometimes I see ghosts but mostly what I see is an instant
replay of whatever event played out there. If it was important or
traumatic to the person at the time then it’s important to me,
otherwise I wouldn’t see it.
is Sidney Rinn. Growing up in an orphanage without parents and
not knowing where you come from is hard, especially when you have a
gift like mine. I’m a seer. I can see the past in any location I
enter. Sometimes I see ghosts but mostly what I see is an instant
replay of whatever event played out there. If it was important or
traumatic to the person at the time then it’s important to me,
otherwise I wouldn’t see it.
No, I’m not psychic nor do I claim to be. I’m just your average girl
with an above average talent. Unfortunately, that talent had me
seeing a murder I was never meant to see, which in turn, led me two
of the sexiest men on the planet – Det. Denton Archer and PI
Mitchell Caldwell. When Denton asked for my help on the case, I
jumped in with both feet not realizing that that decision would
change everything.
with an above average talent. Unfortunately, that talent had me
seeing a murder I was never meant to see, which in turn, led me two
of the sexiest men on the planet – Det. Denton Archer and PI
Mitchell Caldwell. When Denton asked for my help on the case, I
jumped in with both feet not realizing that that decision would
change everything.
Now, I’m in love with both men and the killer is after me. Can my life
get anymore complicated?
get anymore complicated?
Stripped
Sidney Rinn Series Book 2
The case
of a lifetime has landed on Mitch’s desk and yours truly is the
only woman in the world that can solve it!
of a lifetime has landed on Mitch’s desk and yours truly is the
only woman in the world that can solve it!
One of the girls from Para University has gone missing. Her last known
whereabouts is a strip club called Tailpipes, owned by the notorious
Hellhounds motorcycle gang. My mission… infiltrate the club, become
an insider and find out what happened to her.
whereabouts is a strip club called Tailpipes, owned by the notorious
Hellhounds motorcycle gang. My mission… infiltrate the club, become
an insider and find out what happened to her.
Easy peasy! Or so I thought. Getting into the club was easy. Getting out
alive is the hard part.
alive is the hard part.
Charlie Daye began writing at the tender age of thirteen. With an obsession
for romance, happy endings and the supernatural she delves into your
greatest fantasies and worst nightmares. She will have you laughing,
crying, falling in love and getting angry. She will always give you a
HEA but getting there is the journey worth taking.
Charlie Daye was born in Lynwood, California. Her greatest passions are
musicand writing. Her first short story was written at the age of
thirteen. At the time her entire class was asked to write a short
story for Halloween as part of a homework assignment. Most of the
kids in the class wrote one to two page stories… Charlie wrote
eight. The short story titled The Haunted House went on to win her
district wide awards and was published locally. From their she began
writing poetry as means of expression.
musicand writing. Her first short story was written at the age of
thirteen. At the time her entire class was asked to write a short
story for Halloween as part of a homework assignment. Most of the
kids in the class wrote one to two page stories… Charlie wrote
eight. The short story titled The Haunted House went on to win her
district wide awards and was published locally. From their she began
writing poetry as means of expression.
Since her writing career began she’s has published several titles… The
House, The Colonial, The Reservation, The Portrait, The Gypsy’s
Dance, Mistaken for a Call Girl, Her Last Request and Breeders. Four
of which have been nominated for the 2012 RONE Award.
House, The Colonial, The Reservation, The Portrait, The Gypsy’s
Dance, Mistaken for a Call Girl, Her Last Request and Breeders. Four
of which have been nominated for the 2012 RONE Award.
I’m not quite sure how to begin to spin this tale of the supernatural for you. It something that I myself am still
learning to deal with but since I’ve had the “gift” since I was a child there is no use in trying to make it sound
worse than what it really is, especially now that I’ve learned to turn it on and off at will.
My name is Sidney Rinn and I am a Seer. No, I’m not psychic nor do I claim to be. My gift is by far, at least in
my opinion, a hell of a lot more disturbing than being able to see the future. I can walk into any building, room
or space, whether inside or out, and if something happened there I can see it just as clearly as I can see
someone standing in front of me. It’s almost as if I was there or more rather like watching a movie that is
always on instant replay.
Sometimes what I see are residual hauntings. Ghosts who are stuck in a loop forever tormented by whatever
traumatic event shook them to their core and it doesn’t necessarily have to be death. It can be something
strictly on an emotional level that left its mark.
Other times, it’s the energy of the place itself. It could be that something so horrible or phenomenal happened
that the event tattooed itself on the essence of the environment. Occasionally, the actors or actresses in my
visions, if you will, are still very much alive.
How did I come by this gift, you ask? Well, to be honest. I’m not sure. I assume it came from my parents but
sadly they either died or abandoned me as a child. I was raised in an orphanage.
How was it that a strawberry blonde child with pink puffy cheeks and strikingly blue eyes was never adopted,
you ask? Well, there were several couples who entertained the idea of adopting me, however, when they found
me huddled in the corner of my room screaming bloody murder or laughing hysterically, they opted to take me
back. Those that kept me on longer than that just assumed that I was having some sort of childhood meltdown
at living in a new house, but they too took me back once I started asking questions about things that I should
know absolutely nothing about – like when I enter my “parents” room and ask why mommy is in bed with
someone who wasn’t daddy. Oops!
So, I spent my childhood in St. Matthew’s orphanage. The nuns that ran the place were supremely awesome
ladies. They never gave me any grief about my gift and pretty much let me do whatever I wanted, but I guess
when you’ve been somewhere as long as I was you just become part of the landscape.
Secretly, I think Mother Superior either knew my parents or of my parents, because the only place I was never
allowed to go into in the entire building was in her office. I swore one day I’d break in there just to find out
what she was hiding from me, but sadly never got the chance. As you would expect, life got away from me
especially once I became a teenager. I was no longer interested in what lay hidden behind closed doors and
much preferred to hide behind them with cute boys.
Hmm… boys. Brings to mind my hot little P.I. friend that convinced me to join his team of sneaks and a
smoldering detective who constantly asked for my assistance on cases but we’ll get to that later. And yes, you
did catch the meaning behind “friend” correctly. Ok, maybe they’re both more than just my “friends” but like I
said… later.
I guess I’ll start my story from where I aged out of the orphanage and set out on my own. I was excited,
overwhelmed and had absolutely no idea where I was going or what I was doing but isn’t that what makes life
interesting?
learning to deal with but since I’ve had the “gift” since I was a child there is no use in trying to make it sound
worse than what it really is, especially now that I’ve learned to turn it on and off at will.
My name is Sidney Rinn and I am a Seer. No, I’m not psychic nor do I claim to be. My gift is by far, at least in
my opinion, a hell of a lot more disturbing than being able to see the future. I can walk into any building, room
or space, whether inside or out, and if something happened there I can see it just as clearly as I can see
someone standing in front of me. It’s almost as if I was there or more rather like watching a movie that is
always on instant replay.
Sometimes what I see are residual hauntings. Ghosts who are stuck in a loop forever tormented by whatever
traumatic event shook them to their core and it doesn’t necessarily have to be death. It can be something
strictly on an emotional level that left its mark.
Other times, it’s the energy of the place itself. It could be that something so horrible or phenomenal happened
that the event tattooed itself on the essence of the environment. Occasionally, the actors or actresses in my
visions, if you will, are still very much alive.
How did I come by this gift, you ask? Well, to be honest. I’m not sure. I assume it came from my parents but
sadly they either died or abandoned me as a child. I was raised in an orphanage.
How was it that a strawberry blonde child with pink puffy cheeks and strikingly blue eyes was never adopted,
you ask? Well, there were several couples who entertained the idea of adopting me, however, when they found
me huddled in the corner of my room screaming bloody murder or laughing hysterically, they opted to take me
back. Those that kept me on longer than that just assumed that I was having some sort of childhood meltdown
at living in a new house, but they too took me back once I started asking questions about things that I should
know absolutely nothing about – like when I enter my “parents” room and ask why mommy is in bed with
someone who wasn’t daddy. Oops!
So, I spent my childhood in St. Matthew’s orphanage. The nuns that ran the place were supremely awesome
ladies. They never gave me any grief about my gift and pretty much let me do whatever I wanted, but I guess
when you’ve been somewhere as long as I was you just become part of the landscape.
Secretly, I think Mother Superior either knew my parents or of my parents, because the only place I was never
allowed to go into in the entire building was in her office. I swore one day I’d break in there just to find out
what she was hiding from me, but sadly never got the chance. As you would expect, life got away from me
especially once I became a teenager. I was no longer interested in what lay hidden behind closed doors and
much preferred to hide behind them with cute boys.
Hmm… boys. Brings to mind my hot little P.I. friend that convinced me to join his team of sneaks and a
smoldering detective who constantly asked for my assistance on cases but we’ll get to that later. And yes, you
did catch the meaning behind “friend” correctly. Ok, maybe they’re both more than just my “friends” but like I
said… later.
I guess I’ll start my story from where I aged out of the orphanage and set out on my own. I was excited,
overwhelmed and had absolutely no idea where I was going or what I was doing but isn’t that what makes life
interesting?
Tell us something really interesting that’s happened to you!
I lived in more haunted houses than I could care to admit to. I seem to be drawn to haunted locations like
a moth to a flame. LOL. I’ve been touched, spoken to, woken up in the middle of the night, had things
thrown across the room, etc. Life is never dull around me.
Who is your hero and why?
Walt Disney. The man created an entire empire with a mouse!
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I read or watch Criminal Minds.
When did you first consider yourself a writer?
After I hit the best-seller’s list two years in. I went from a nobody to a somebody and that was pretty
amazing!
Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?
The Seer for sure. I just love Sidney and I think if people ready her story, they’d love her too.
I lived in more haunted houses than I could care to admit to. I seem to be drawn to haunted locations like
a moth to a flame. LOL. I’ve been touched, spoken to, woken up in the middle of the night, had things
thrown across the room, etc. Life is never dull around me.
Who is your hero and why?
Walt Disney. The man created an entire empire with a mouse!
What do you do to unwind and relax?
I read or watch Criminal Minds.
When did you first consider yourself a writer?
After I hit the best-seller’s list two years in. I went from a nobody to a somebody and that was pretty
amazing!
Which of your novels can you imagine made into a movie?
The Seer for sure. I just love Sidney and I think if people ready her story, they’d love her too.
Looks like good reads
Nice cover.
the covers look like lots of other covers.
I like both covers!
This is perfect
Both covers look great!
Pensive!
It looks like an interesting read.
The covers look intense. I love her expression on Stripped. So full of tension.
Wow, she’s gorgeous!
I like the Stripped cover mainly because of the color choices in it. I have no question for the author.