They both knew that something further was about to ensue soon, but they felt rooted to the very spot in which they were sitting.
Before they could recover their composure she was there again.
This time her shoulders were covered by a white, fur stole.
She fixed them each with a mesmerizing gaze and smiled. The two young men held their breaths, dumbstruck while she coolly started to go through Jared’s pockets with long, very elegant fingers. Then she deftly pulled out his car keys.
The lady then started walking away, while beckoning them with her forefinger:

Book 1 The Chase
Blake and Laura struggle to make ends meet financially.  Then eventually Blake meets Carminda, a clairvoyant who sets him up as a private investigator for elite society in London. Through her rock star ex boyfriend Laura meets a successful modeling agent who helps her to become successful in fashion.
Their friend Jared doesn't want to work yet after graduation until he is kidnapped with Blake on Jared's uncle's farm. After they flee, Jared learns that he is Carminda' cousin.
Rene, the rock star has a friend called Jacqueline.  She pursues her wish to become a clairvoyant,  so she travels to Brazil where a spirit guide leads her through frightening rituals, like being swallowed by a crocodile. 
Book 2 Psychic Passions and Desires 
Later on, Laura receives an invitation to act in a film in Europe and soon she and her husband Blake lose their daughter to a kidnapper.
Jacqueline uses her new-found psychic skills to locate her friend Laura’s abducted baby and tries to heal Enrique, Laura’s wealthy film producer. 
She and her friends have experiences in haunted houses while they act on a film. Then Jacqueline meets up with a champion dancer who turns out to be a dangerous witch. 
Victoria, the witch leads Jacqueline into experiencing disturbing episodes of magic. She’s fiercely jealous of Jacqueline and wants to destroy her at all costs because Jacqueline is a clairvoyant as well as a good dancer.

Pot of Gold Psychic Passions and Desires

They continued upstream, picking their way carefully across the rocky terrain. Blake stole frequent glances over his shoulder, unable to shake the prickling feeling of unseen eyes tracking their progress. Jacqueline too seemed unnerved, her typical graceful stride replaced by tense, clipped steps. 


When the narrow gulch opened upon another small clearing, she paused and squeezed Blake’s hand. “We’re being followed. I’m sure of it now.” 


Blake nodded grimly, shoulders bunched. His hands tightened on his camera as his eyes raked the shadowy tree line. 


“I feel it too. Like we’ve disturbed something...woken a presence in these woods.” 


Gooseflesh rippled across his skin as the breeze picked up, carrying upon it muted voices interwoven with the creak of branches and rustle of leaves. They seemed to emanate from the very air around them. 


Blake's vision quest