Laura Livingston Snyder

"What...?" began Jenna, looking at the others. She was thinking there must be some part in the ritual where the candles are blown out as someone had just done with hers. It was only when she noticed that Mina was too far away that she started to feel uneasy. She was sure someone had just been at her shoulder; she had felt the invisible wave of coolness push against her as if someone had walked by her quickly and very closely. The puff of air by her ear was tangible because it had moved her hair. Curls of smoke rose slowly, drawn to the center of the altar. The white wisps dissipated into thicker fibers and circled around with purpose. Jenna's attention went to Will as he squeezed her hand too tightly. "Does anyone else see this?" he asked no one in particular. "Yes, we do," Mina answered. All eyes were on the shape of a face forming in the smoke from Jenna's extinguished candle. Jenna Stevens, with a gift for walking dreams, has grown in her magical abilities. Luckily, Will Greenley and his family are there to offer a solid framework to learn the craft. But when threads of dark magic nestled outside Orchard Creek's Historical Museum wind their way into Jenna's life once again, she cannot trust those she loves to overcome the powerful spells that are all around her.

Fast forward five years from the first Halloween Masquerade Ball. Jenna and her friends are now high school juniors when the new guy moves to town and starts working at Orchard Creek's Historical Association with Jenna. Handsome and reserved, he protects his own family secrets. When a simple miscalculation awakens the volatile building once again, a new past is revealed and relived, and it isn't holding back.Trust and secrets are sometimes like incompatible magnets, and Jenna needs to weigh where her loyalties lie to keep her friends and family alive. Can Jenna trust in the magic they'll need to use to take back control?"All at once, Jenna vaguely heard Will yell just as there was a loud shattering of glass. She jumped, startled, and a very bad feeling washed over her. Her heart pounded in her chest as she looked down. The loose pictures she was holding had fallen to the floor. The framed pictures began to vibrate on their own in her hands, burning her fingers before the glass broke into a million tiny pieces..."

"I'm beginning to understand why Jenna feels the need to get into the mill," Toby said. "Look at this picture." All three of them looked closely at a picture from 1896 of the mill workers. There, sitting on the floor closest to the camera, was a young girl-who looked exactly like Jenna...When Jenna Stevens moves to Orchard Creek, New York, she is immediately drawn to the old mill. At 12, she is unaware of the abilities she has that can connect with those who lie beyond the veil. Or to what measures desperate souls will go to achieve their deepest desires. To her, they're just dreams. Or are they? With ancient diaries, cryptic puzzles, and loyal friends, Dream Seer is a fast-paced pursuit to set things right before the veil closes-and Jenna's very essence ceases to exist. Because no matter what, history will always repeat itself.