Descended from fairies, Catherine wears a mystical cross to protect her from the Others. Without her uncle’s ancient book of spells, she cannot harness her powers and though she can foresee the future, she can do nothing to change it. As her uncle is murdered, she nearly drowns. Britt Jenkins comes to her rescue. He belives she is a fraud when she tries to warn him of his own impending doom, but as he works with her to find her uncle’s killer, he finds himself losing his heart to her. Catherine falls hard for Britt, and must risk her life in an attempt to save him and foil the plans of the Others.
Catherine didn’t think she could hold on much longer. Her arms ached and her hands were going numb. Then, just as her fingers slipped down another inch, an angel of mercy appeared at the top of the bulkhead. Except the stranger didn’t look like an angel. He looked more like Satan with wild black hair and eyes that reflected the hellish fires of her uncle’s flaming boat.
“I can’t swim!” she screamed. “Please, help me!”