Author Guest Post With Frantiska “The Texan” Oliver.

This novel blew me away. It’s unique and exciting: shape shifting and revenge combine to draw the reader into a story that immediately puts you on the side of right, hungry and drooling for justice until the very last page. I’d be happy to read more from this author!

Meet Haven, the Shifter prowling for revenge against child predators.
I See You
By Frantiska Oliver


With shape-shifting abilities, Haven sets out on a path of revenge against child predators, while she searches for the monster who ripped away her innocence, murdered her trust and abused her body. Hoping one day she will come eye to eye with the man who stole from her the only thing that cannot be given back or replaced. But, when she discovers Cassidy and her mysterious Uncle Bryce, Haven’s world of secrecy is exposed. Her solitude life is challenged and the protective walls she built around her scarred heart begin to crumble. Tossing her into uncharted territory and reminding her of forgotten dreams. Struggling with the haunting memories of her past, the inability to trust and the hideous reality of abuse, Haven is thrown into a battle she never expected to fight and feelings she didn’t want to face. But, one question remains. Can a damaged shifter learn to trust and love again? Or, will it destroy what little is left of her shattered heart and allow the shadows of her past the control they relentlessly seek?

Title: I See You
Author: Frantiska Oliver
Genre: Young Adult Paranormal
Paperback: 216 pages
E-Books: 568 KB
 Publisher: Twisted Core Press (July 31, 2014)
 Language: English
 ISBN-10: 069222324X
 ISBN-13: 978-0692223246

Prologue (Haven’s introduction):
Wounds that cut so deep they leave a scar, those are the hardest ones to overcome. I’m not talking about the cuts and scrapes that mar your skin. I’m talking about the ones that embed into your heart and haunt your every dream—the kind that cause you to snap awake from a deep sleep with tears. They leave you gasping in fear, constantly dredging up the horrible events from your past. Persistently reminding you that they follow your every step and no matter how fast you run, or how far you travel, you can never leave them behind. Ones that sneak into your daily life and attempt to rob you of your happiness and peace, dreadful memories that, if given the chance, you would erase and never think of again. You know the ones I’m talking about. The aching pain that resides inside your heart, the way a simple word or phrase can stir it awake. How it eats away at your mind and tries to destroy your world with every bite. Memories so strong, you can close your eyes and relive every agonizing second as though it was happening again. The stalkers of your mind, thieves of your heart, and destroyers of your happiness… sometimes even your life. Those are the wounds I’m speaking of. We all have them, in one way or another. Nightmares from our past, heartaches from love, regrets for one reason or another, and then there’s mine.
Thieves steal for profit or greed, but what do they gain when they rob a child of their innocence? Murderers kill for money, jealousy, power or religion, but what can the slaughter of a child’s trust offer them? Abusers mistreat for dominance, possession, or pleasure, but how can they be satisfied by beating away the child’s self-worth? All these questions, and then some, cross my mind as I stare into the eyes of the guilty and seek revenge against the monsters who created the deepest of wounds in an innocent child. I’m hoping one day I will come eye to eye with the one man who stole from me the only thing that cannot be given back or replaced. The monster who ripped away my innocence, murdered my trust, and abused my body.
I have been called by many names over the years but, my birth-given one is Haven. One I choose not to use, at least not until I fulfill the revenge I originally set out to seek.

I See You… is more than a damaged shifter seeking revenge, it is also about Haven’s battle within herself to love and trust again.

I nodded my head and closed my eyes, hoping tears wouldn’t spill down my cheeks. “You know, there was a point in my life where I wondered what it would be like to kiss a guy willingly. To actually want to taste his breath and feel his lips against mine instead of being forced into it by someone I hated. To welcome him into my arms instead of cringing with disgust, to savor his touch and not have bile burn my throat. I wondered what it would be like to smile every time I caught him looking at me. For my heart to beat with excitement instead of fear every time he was near.
“There was a time when I wanted to feel the spark that I saw twinkle in my dad’s eyes as he hugged my mom. Experience the quirky, silly smiles they shared with each other from across the room. To hear the whispered words only lovers share. To know what it was like to actually trust someone with all my heart and soul. But, things happened and over time, those thoughts and dreams… they vanished.” I opened my eyes and looked at Bryce. “Then, I met you and they all came flooding back.”
“Well, I’m not going to lie to you, Haven,” Bryce said, softly cupping my face in his hands before I could look away. “I’m glad meeting me brought those thoughts and dreams back.”
“I’m willing to bet you know the answer,” Bryce smiled, slowly leaning into me. Stopping when his forehead touched mine, he whispered, “Do you want me to stop?”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, “Yes.”
When Bryce’s hands slid away and his breath no longer caressed my face, it felt like they took my heart with them—leaving behind a blazing trail of tears spilling down my face. He really did stop. I thought, covering my face with my hands and allowing my sobs to break loose.
“Please don’t cry,” Bryce whispered, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close.
I felt weak and fragile. Like a love sick fool, sobbing over a broken heart. But, the harder I tried to stop, the faster my tears flowed. Digging my fingers into Bryce’s back, I buried my face into his neck and I clung to him with all my strength while my tears soaked the collar of his shirt.

It took several minutes for my tears to dry and when they did, I pulled away from Bryce and mumbled, “I’m sorry.”
“For what,” Bryce asked, tucking a tear-soaked strand of hair behind my ear.
“For…” I looked up and when my eyes met his, I could not remember what I was going to say. My entire mind just shut down. The words kept ducking and dodging my grasp as I sank into the warmth of his eyes. With an urge so powerful and strong sweeping over me, I began leaning towards Bryce. “Please don’t close your eyes,” I whispered. My heart pounding and body trembling as I pressed my lips against his.


Frantiska Oliver currently resides in Texas with her husband, Billy, and their two children. Along with being a wife and mom, she is a full time author and part-time veterinary technician. Her love for fantasy and science fiction books inspired her to write her first debut novel, Never Forget the Past. She has written I See You and two short stories for 7DS anthologies; Ashton’s Promise in A Man’s Promise and Rashmi in the soon to be released Dragon Scales and is currently working on the sequel to I See You.
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