Wales Mystical Holmes

Blurb


She is a psychic who has another being in her, with different personality.
She had five friends, each person with a secret to keep. Six friends had to team up to solve the mysterious Homicide going on in their peaceful town, and in the process, they learnt each other secrets and the town History.
Will they be able to solve the mystery and overcome the Lady of Wrath?


Extract...

"Noooooooooooooo!" With a loud shrieking voice. "Stopppp! Not again, not even here".

Sobbing, trying to get a grip of what had happened, again.
Her body vibrates violently, with her hands shaking and moving like they have a mind of their own.
Her glowing eye is so noticeable even with the dark shades on.

Her body violently jerked, spilling the hot pasta and orange juice all over the dining table and her denim shirt, while she tried her best to keep calm and behave as if everything was fine.

A secret only her mum used to know about, has grown wings and flown out, in the cafeteria!.

"Hell no, I have to do something." She whispered to herself.
But sadly, there was nothing to be done. The damage had been done already.

Anxiously, she picked her backpack and brought out her journal, and placed it on the messed-up dining table. She could hear some of the students calling her a freak, and as usual, all looking at her in disgust.

Her heart sinks every time that happens, knowing she's going to be the talk of the school, and she hated that.

She hated all of it, and self-flagellation was as tempting as the garden of Eden. She just wished she could just disappear from the surface of the earth.

Then suddenly, The bell rang, lunchtime was over.

"Finally,"  She muttered, with a deep sigh.



Yes, she is a PSYCHIC, and she's 16.
Welcome to the WALES MYSTICAL HOLMES.

Wales Mystical Holmes

I parked my car at the garage and rushed inside to get dressed. I can't wait to rip this damn uniform off my body, I tossed my car keys on the table as I went to take a short bath. I put on some clothes as soon as I'm done bathing. 


And if you are wondering, Yes, I live alone. 


I closed the door as I walked to the car. 


The breeze blew gently, making me stop on my track, as I observed my surroundings for the strange brewing of the wind. I ignored it, maybe I'm just paranoid and continued to insert the key into the keyhole when I heard footsteps, faint and steady footsteps. I instinctively looked back as I tried following the sound but it was gone. I looked around as carefully and silently as I could. I'm being followed and that means danger. 


"Are you going to keep running and hiding? You coward!" I yelled, getting tired of the hide and seek. 


My eyes turned blue and my visual sense kicks in, 


Twenty-five