GAUNTLET: The Talisman Chronicles, Episode 3 by T.M. Franklin

GAUNTLET: The Talisman Chronicles, Episode 3 by T.M. Franklin

Author:T.M. Franklin [Franklin, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: YA Paranormal Suspense/Romance
Publisher: Enchanted Publications
Published: 2017-01-24T06:00:00+00:00


Chloe lay curled up on the sofa, wrapped in an afghan as she dozed in fits and spurts. She'd given up sleeping in her room lately. The visions in the window had been coming fast and furious, calling to her multiple times a night on occasion. She found it easier just to sleep on the couch—or try to, at least.

She blinked slowly as an image appeared in the glass yet again. It was the same familiar battle scene she'd seen at least a dozen times in the past few days, but she forced herself to sit up and grab the notebook Miranda had left her to record any details that might help in their efforts to figure out what was going on.

Or what was going to go on at some point in the future.

Chloe yawned and scrubbed at her eyes. “A little more guidance would be greatly appreciated,” she muttered to the house as she took in the scene before her—the wall of black smoke at the edge of the clearing, images of herself, Beck, Wren, a red-haired woman and a few others she couldn't quite make out racing toward it.

Oh, that was new.

There were others in the clearing. Nobody she recognized from the vantage point of the vision, but at least twenty-five or thirty, if she was counting correctly, and they were running away from the smoke wall.

No, not away from the wall. Toward Chloe, Wren and the others. Toward them as if they were going to fight them. As if they were defending the creepy black smoke.

Chloe scribbled frantically in the notebook, but before she could think any more about what she'd seen, the image shifted and she was looking at a dark room, then Beck's face, then that of a younger girl with the same bone structure—high cheekbones and a slightly sharper chin, her skin a little lighter than Beck's. The sister he'd mentioned, maybe? Then a woman appeared, dark eyes cold and empty as she screamed in anger while Beck raised a glowing hand, his own face twisted in fury as he lunged toward her. Chloe startled at the sudden movement, but just as quickly the image vanished and the window cleared.

She let out a slow breath. “Well, that was decidedly creepy and vague.”

The house, as usual, didn't respond, so Chloe put pen to paper and tried to record everything she'd seen.

Beck, apparently, was headed for a bit of a trouble, and she had to make sure he knew it was coming.



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