My name is Fern Atlas, and I am a psychic. No, not like a fake on TV psychic. A real one. I can see the present and more often the future. I live in the world among you, but I also live amongst the unbelievable. I get visits from Vampires, shifters and lost spirits. I help them all. Everyone deserves answers to what they seek.
It has caused more than a few issues with past relationships. I mean if I were them, I would think I was crazy too. The other problem is... I can't see for myself. I can feel. I can speculate. I can wait. Lately, I have been feeling anxious, unsure and like something is missing. Who knew that the day my life is put in danger, I would find the missing piece? The part of my soul that was wandering in the in-between, lonely and desolate. He, is what I was missing.
In the past, my honesty cost me, so I learned to keep it to myself. But with him, I want to share everything. Now, how do show him that this world not all of what you see?