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Here is the preview of my brand new story featuring all the girls once again.

"They're trying to live normal lives while keeping their identities a secret; too bad the underworld doesn't want to leave them alone and vies to possess their powers."

Preview

Raye clipped her perfectly manicured nails against the dark oak desk for what seemed like the hundredth time. Lapis eyes stared out the massive three-point window that sat, floor to ceiling, to her left. The thunder seemed to shake the building as lightening lit up the sky every few minutes. While Raye wasn't afraid of such storms, she wasn't a fan. No, the love for this type of weather belonged to Lita and Ami; it was within their powers.

Sighing, Raye brought a hand to rest her chin on and continued staring outside. Their powers were growing and while...Raye stopped as she felt a small tug. She knew that feeling–the one that felt like water was being poured gently over her hands. Ami.

Closing her eyes, she reached out to Ami's mind. She couldn't tell exactly where Ami was, her powers weren't that strong yet, but something had lingered in Ami's aura that wasn't her own. Biting her lip, Raye closed her eyes tighter, concentrating. It felt dark, like the powers of...

"Excuse me?"

Breaking out of her thoughts, Raye's eyes snapped open and she looked up at the man standing before her desk, smiling like an idiot. She had been concentrating so hard she hadn't even heard the elevator chime. Blushing lightly, she cleared her throat and smiled.

"Apologies. Welcome to Harper and Harper Auction House. I'm Raye Phoby, how may I help you?"

The tall blond haired, blue-eyed man before her just seemed to smile wider. His dark gray suit, a comment to his lighter skin tone, agitated Raye even more.

"I'm Jaxson Fiend. I'm here to see Mr. Harper, Senior."

Raye looked down at her appointment book and realized that she had been concentrating much longer than she thought. Had she really been staring out the window for the past hour? Standing, she straightened her black pencil skirt and grabbed a light cream folder from the corner of her desk.

"Yes, Mr. Fiend, Mr. Harper is expecting you. Please, follow me."

The silence barely reached the hallway before the man beside her spoke.

"And how is your day going, Raye?"

Lifting a dark onyx brow, Raye did her best to hide her annoyance at being approached so informally.

"It's going well. Thank you."

"Enjoying the weather?"

Taking a steady breath, Raye turned as she reached the door to the conference room. Opening it, she faced him completely and putting on her professional smile, she handed him the folder she had been carrying.

"Of course, Mr. Fiend. Mr. Harper will be with you shortly. He is finishing up a conference call."

The blond man seemed to grin now, instead of the wide smile from before.

"You may call me Jaxson, Raye."

"And you may call me Ms. Phony, Mr. Fiend. Please have a seat."

Turning on her four-inch heels, Raye took longer strides than were necessary to return to her desk. Plopping down in a move that would make Serena proud, Raye turned to stare back out the windows. Her mind wandering until something hit her.

Not once during her conversation with Mr. Fiend did she feel anything from him. Nor did her mind automatically reach out to his; something she had always done, especially being an empath. Glancing back down the hallway she had led him, Raye reached out with her mind. She felt Mr. Harper and his son. She heard the thoughts of others in the building. But, as her mind wandered towards the conference hall, a small shiver ran down her spine.

She couldn't feel him.

Or she was being blocked from feeling him.

Lapis eyes narrowed as she concentrated harder. But it seemed the harder she pushed forward, the more she was pushed back. Pulling her powers back within her, Raye glared.

Mr. Fiend couldn't be another empath, she would have felt it right away. No, there was something else there. Something stronger, blocking her from his mind.

The clock chiming pulled her eyes away from the hallway. Turning off her computer and grabbing her purse from the bottom desk drawer, Raye looked down the hallway one last time. She would figure it out when he came in for his second meeting.

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-LAla