motivation behind Abducted Life
I've had people ask me
where I get my story ideas, and usually, my answer is "I don't know. They
just come to me." Which is true. I don't always remember what triggers a
story, but sometimes I get lucky and do remember, though. Abducted Life is
one story whose idea I remember where it came from: A dream.
Yeah, I know, cliché
But it wasn't I woke up
with the dream fresh in my mind and started writing. I actually don't remember
much about the dream. What I do recall is a guy in a silver prison trying to
escape and he was a vampire, and the reason he was a vampire was because of
aliens. I woke with the idea "What if vampires and werewolves were the
result of alien experimentation?" After that, I can't remember how the
story developed. I probably just started writing as per my usual fashion and
let my imagination take me wherever.
Evan Sullivan never gave extra-terrestrials much thought until the night he and Savannah were abducted. While Savannah’s memory was wiped clean, he remembers every horrific detail. Constantly reminded of the experiments that made him less than human, Evan hides in the shadows and watches Savannah rebuild her life without him. But neither can let the other go.
When their paths cross, Savannah and Evan finally see a glimmer of their old lives return. As they face what happened to them, they soon discover they aren’t safe. There’s more to fear than what’s hiding in the stars.
Home––Abducted Life Teaser
White-hot light stung
his eyes. The roar of an engine shook his eardrums, threatening to burst them.
His arms and legs were pinned to the cold ground. Above, a massive craft
hovered. It was black and sleek, like a giant Porsche with wings instead of
wheels. Turbines beat out a frantic rhythm, and yellow lights flashed along its
belly. With a low warble, the craft lifted up, vanishing among the stars in a
matter of seconds.
Silence settled over the
field. He rose to his feet. His only thought was to reach the girl lying
motionless nearby. He stumbled across the flattened grass to Savannah. Her skin
was washed white in the moonlight, and her strawberry blond curls were in
tangles. She didn’t respond to his touch, but her breathing and pulse were
steady. He gathered her into his arms.
In the distance, sirens
wailed. Headlights raced down the road toward them. Panic lodged in his throat,
and he bolted up. If they saw him…
The unconscious girl
sprawled at his feet made him pause. He reached for her, but the dark green
stripes coloring his arm made him recoil. He couldn’t allow her to see him
either. She wouldn’t remember and would be repulsed with what they had done to
him. He curled his fingers into a fist and ran to the edge of the field where
the trees promised safety.
Hidden, he watched the
police cars turn onto the field, kicking up dust in their wake. They skidded to
a stop. Their headlights illuminated Savannah. Officers hurried to her with
their hands on their guns. One knelt next to Savannah and placed two fingers on
“Call an ambulance,” he
said. “She’s alive.”
“Is it her, Jimmy? The
“I hope so.”
“But where did she
disappear to? It’s been a year since she and Evan Sullivan went missing in this
The officer beside
Savannah shook his head. He stared at the starry sky. “Dunno.”
An ambulance’s red and
white lights flashed in the darkness. Its call was mournful. The paramedics
tended to Savannah. She woke as they worked. Tears blurred his vision when she
whispered his name.
I’m here, Savvy.
But he wasn’t. He sank
into the shadows of the forest and vanished.
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About the Author
Patricia lives with her husband in Michigan, hopes one day to have what will resemble a small petting zoo, has a fondness for dying her hair the colors of the rainbow, and an obsession with Doctor Who.
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