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Nora Grey can’t remember the past five months of her life. After the initial shock of waking up in a cemetery and being told that she has been inexplicably missing for weeks, she tries to get her life back on track. So she goes to school, hangs with her best friend, Vee, and dodges her mom’s creepy new boyfriend.
But there is this voice in the back of her head, an idea that she can almost reach out and touch. Visions of angel wings and unearthly creatures that have nothing to do with the life she knows. And an unshakable feeling that a part of her is missing.
Then Nora crosses paths with a sexy stranger, with whom she feels a mesmerizing connection. He seems to hold all the answers...and her heart. Every minute she spends with him feels more and more intense until she realizes she could be falling in love. Again.
This paperback edition features exclusive bonus content and enticingly sets the stage for the series conclusion, Finale.
It felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. Gunfire? Delphic had a reputation, but still. Gunfire? It was so bizarre—so completely outrageous—that had anyone other than Vee been telling me, I wouldn’t have believed it. Vee said, “I never saw you again. I found out later about the whole hostage situation.” “Hostage situation?” “Apparently the same psychopath who shot up the park held you hostage in the mechanical room under the fun house. Nobody knows why. He eventually let you go and
“Lauren disappeared very close to where we’ll be,” Korbie insisted. “She disappeared from Jackson Hole, miles from where we’ll be. And she was drunk. They think she waded into a lake and drowned.” “On the news they said people saw her leave the bar with a cowboy in a black Stetson.” “One person saw that. And they never found the cowboy. He probably doesn’t exist. If we were in any danger, my dad wouldn’t have let me come.” “I guess,” Korbie said, sounding unconvinced.
Coldwater’s city limits. If she quit, several sacrifices would have to be made, starting with selling the farmhouse. Since every memory I had of my dad was wrapped up in the house, you could say I was sentimental about it. “I turned him down,” Mom said. “I told him I’m going to need to find a job that doesn’t require me to leave home.” “You told him what?” My surprise wore off quickly, and I felt alarm creep into my tone. “You’re quitting? Have you found a new job? Does this mean we’re going to
“What about him?” I stared at him, trying to figure out what he was having such a difficult time telling me. His features carried such deep sympathy, I automatically stiffened, bracing for the worst. Jev stood, walked to the wall, leaned an arm against it. His sleeves were pushed to his elbows, his head bowed. “I want to know everything,” I told him. “Starting with you. I want to remember us. How did we meet? What did we mean to each other? After that, I want you to tell me everything about
was a brusque knock at the outer door. We shared a look, and Patch spoke to my thoughts. I’m not expecting anyone. Go to the bedroom and shut the door. With a nod, I signaled I understood. Moving silently, I crossed the studio, closing myself inside Patch’s bedroom. Through the door, I heard Patch give an abrupt laugh. His next words were laced with menace. “What are you doing?” “Bad timing?” returned a muffled voice. Female and oddly familiar. “Your words, not mine.” “It’s important.”