
Devin marched under the elegant iron archway straight to her grandmother's grave. "Grandma, why am I here? Please help me unlock the secret of my dreams. Who is the woman in white, and what does she want with me? You advised me to chase my dreams and I'd find love." Devin let flow the tears that had been swelling inside for a year.
She lifted her head as a sudden cold gale carried a strange whistle upon the wind. As though she were a puppet on a string, her face rotated toward the abandoned lighthouse. The light shone in the tower.
"How could that be happening? The light hasn't worked in years!"
Stumbling to her feet, she dashed between the maze of headstones and out the cemetery gate. Just like unpredictable island storms, the wind began to howl and rain started to pour down in sheets. Devin jerked off her sandals and ran barefoot to the base of the lighthouse. Out of breath and shaking from sudden exposure, she stared up at the small oval window fifty feet above. White lightning exploded across the eerie-looking sky, and in one sharp instant, she saw her. The woman stood at the window, her shadowy face staring down.
Devin's fist flew to her mouth.
The ghostly figure of a man magically appeared at the woman's side and placed an unearthly arm around her waist. Another clap of thunder shook the earth. Devin jumped and blinked, and the two smoky shapes dissipated into thin air.
"No! Come back!"
She turned and saw Kipp running toward her. Weary, she walked into his open arms and rested her head on his broad chest. "Did you see them?"


The one thing that struck me above all is Coverstone’s remarkable talent for painting a picture with her words. The imagery invoked with the descriptions of everything from the boat on a storm-tossed sea to Devin’s emotional scene in the cemetery gives a wonderfully eerie, highly charged sensory experience.
- Kelley, CK2’s Kwips and Kritiques
This is a rousing read that pulled me in like a net drawing in fishes. I was so mesmerized it was hard to let go. I was completely swept away with this romantic tale. -
Linda, Fallen Angel Reviews |