Gypsy Magic: Volume 1 (The Gypsy Magic Trilogy)

Gracyn Pierce is starting over. She has a new home, a new boyfriend, and a new horse. Everything is perfect, or so it seems. Because Gracyn left a secret behind. In her quest to erase the memory of that stormy night, she forces herself to study hard, her sights set on an Ivy League college. But her attempts to stay focused are derailed when the neighbor suspected of murdering his sister returns to town. As if that isn’t enough, her senses begin to change in ways that aren’t physically possible. As hard as she tries to find an explanation, there isn’t one. Gracyn soon learns that things are not what they appear to be. Even her sister who took her in is hiding something. Will Gracyn continue pursuing her goal of getting accepted to a top-notch university, or will the secrets of the past and present ruin her future?

Lost and alone in the woods, I never expected him to find me... When a twig snapped behind me, I turned but saw nothing. A gust of wind whipped my curls across my face. As I reached up to push them aside, hushed voices whispered in the breeze and I looked up to see hundreds of black birds circling overhead. They cried out, some of them flying into each other.
Panic ripped through me as another stick broke. I scanned the surrounding woods, but all I could see was white. The birds' squawking grew louder, sounding like they were closing in on me. When I shifted my gaze up to them, they scattered as if threatened.
Quiet followed, but only for a moment before the sound of galloping hooves erupted in the distance. The thundering intensified as the land trembled beneath my feet. I couldn't tell if it was one horse or several. All I knew was that it or they were coming closer, roaring behind me like a freight train about to hit.
Then the pounding stopped. Silence surrounded me, and I swallowed nervously, not trusting it. Holding my breath, I spun around to come face to face with the muzzle of a black horse less than an inch away. Nostrils flaring, its breath blew against my cheek.
I stood still, paralyzed as my fear of horses returned with a vengeance. I had nowhere to go. I was at the mercy of this beast. Closing my eyes, I did the only thing I could think of. I prayed.