My Soul to Lose

My Soul to Lose
Rachel Vincent

It was supposed to be a fun day, shopping at the mall with her best friend.Then the panic attack started and Kaylee Cavanaugh finds herself screaming, unable to stop. Her secret fears are exposed and it's the worst day of her life. Until she wakes up in the psychiatric unit.She tries to convince everyone she's fine–despite the shadows she sees forming around another patient and the urge to scream which comes burbling up again and again. Everyone thinks she's crazy. Everyone except Lydia, that is. Another patient with some special abilities. .

Everyone loves

RACHEL VINCENT’S

addictive and enchanting Soul Screamers series!

‘Think Harry Potter … with a dollop of girl power.’

—Bella

‘Twilight fans will love it.’ —Kirkus Reviews on My Soul to Take

‘Good fun’

—The Financial Times on My Soul to Save

‘Move over vampires, the banshees are in town!’

—YA Book Reads.

‘Fans of those vampires will enjoy this new crop of otherworldly beings.’

—Booklist

‘My Soul to Take grabs you from the very beginning.’ —Sci-Fi Guy

‘Wonderfully written characters … A fast-paced,

engrossing read that you won’t want to put down.

A story that I wouldn’t mind sharing with my

pre-teen … A book like this is one of the reasons that

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This is definitely a keeper.’

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BEFORE I WAKE

My Soul

To Lose

Soul Screamers

Rachel Vincent

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Thanks first of all to Lisa Heuer for the technical advice

and consultation. Without your contributions,

this story would have been impossible for me to write.

Thanks also to my early readers, Rinda, Chandra,

Heather, and Jen. Your opinions and advice were

invaluable, and the story is so much better for them

both. Thanks to Mary-Theresa Hussey and Natashya

Wilson for so much enthusiasm and encouragement,

which keep me smiling.

And thanks finally to everyone out there reading

about Kaylee for the first time. I’ve poured my heart

into her continuing story, along with some delicate

pieces of my own soul, and I’m so very honored and

excited that you’ve decided to give her a chance.

I hope you like her as much as I do.

“Thanks for the ride, Traci!” Emma slammed the back door, then opened it again to free the end of her filmy red skirt as her sister leaned out the open driver’s side window.

“Be ready to go at eight, or I’m leaving you here.”

Em gave a mock salute, then turned toward the mall entrance without waiting for the car to pull away from the curb. We would be nowhere near the parking lot at eight o’clock. Finding a ride home would be no problem—Emma could cock one hip and smile, and guys all over Texas would throw their car keys at her feet, if that’s what she wanted.