Skye es una chica de dieciséis años enfadada con el mundo y todo porque su padre las abandonó a ella y a su madre cuando ella tendría unos cinco años. Debido a eso, no confía en que nadie la quiera ni en que alguien alguna vez se quede junto a ella y su madre. La única persona en la que confía es...
The whole mystery what is the actual plot was interesting for a little while but the writing was a tad juvenile and kind of ruined it for me. there were references to things that never happened (i.e. "like i said..." but the thing was never actually discussed). Pretty much everything was underdev...
I loved that this book was written in the opposing point of view from the first book. After reading this book, I actually reached out to the author, something I have never done before. I was drawn in by the male character she created in this story and loved his devotion to her despite all of th...
she asked and smiled softly.Discomforted by the woman’s apparent recognition, Maddie squinted, trying to classify her features into someone recognizable. No go, especially not in the half-darkness filling the room.She sat in the chair beside the bed. “Do you remember me?” she asked, her voice ba...
he replied, carefully measuring the words and trying to ignore the foul tasted at the back of his tongue, “in order for the talking to work, somebody’s got to listen.” Bastian shifted uncomfortably, propping one arm beneath his head. For a moment, he said nothing, but when she lifted her head t...
The contrast between the two vehicles is stark. Not recognizing the car, I feel my shoulder muscles tense, and I have to force myself out of the Jeep rather than just driving away again. The fact that Jimmie’s already home when he shouldn’t be off work for another hour bothers me, but I just keep...
It’s about eleven, and she’s already lying there, her gaze tilted toward the ceiling. Her body lies so still that except for the blinking and chaos I feel swirling within her, I’d wonder if she were even conscious. One arm lies snuggled under her blue-and-white comforter. The other rests atop, an...
The voice is deep, distorted, and far away, buried beneath the vicious pounding that pulses in my temples. “Go away,” I whisper. “Please just go away.” I try to cling to the blackness, aware of what will happen if I fully awaken. The nightmare will continue, and there is only one person left who ...
She’d even gotten to the point she spent the night at Michael’s more often than not, and nobody, especially Sarah, was surprised when he proposed. He’d brought her to the Red Lobster again, more for the sake of reminiscing than because the food was the best in town. It wasn’t. But this was the...
No, Carrie should have been inside resting, not out here in the heat. As he looked at the ledge, he realized Carrie wasn't here, either, so he kept looking. Instead, he found her far below, swimming with the wild waves from distant boats breaking over the shore. The sunlight shone off the w...
Gary said, latching onto my hand as we rode toward the hotel. I squirmed under the feel of his palm and feigned an itch on my opposite shoulder as an excuse to break free. Then I lifted my hand to my neck and tried to massage away the aching. “I guess I’m a little tired.” I lowered my hand and ...
Lev tightened his grip around the sword hilt. “I’ve been using weapons for years, or have you forgotten that?” He glared at Evan. “No, I haven’t forgotten anything,” Evan replied as he stood near the back porch. The grass was wet with dew, and the sun had barely come up. “But during those yea...