Release Date: July 9th 2013
Publisher: Pertime Publishing
Average Rating: 4.9
Synopsis via Goodreads:
Just as she was flowering into her teens, life uprooted Dawn from the tanned crowds and sunny beaches of southern California. It transplanted her into rainy, rural Washington, where she strove to adjust, mature and thrive. Love came to Dawn--and was ripped from her by events and manipulations she could not control. But Dawn had a core of steel. An emotional castaway, she battled grimly through life's trials and sorrows, safeguarding her heart against further ravages. Then love reached out to Dawn once more--if she could find the courage and spirit to grab it with both hands, and this time, never let go. This is her story.
Someone slammed into my shoulder, making me stumble into my brother.
I whipped around, my hair flying around my head as I lost control of my power.
Logan stood there, a wicked grin tilting up one corner of his mouth. I considered
letting a little of my explosive power loose, but I’d be on a slippery slope if I
did. I knew from past experience that I must be starting to glow by now, but the
other students seemed to be filing past without noticing. With more willpower
than I thought I possessed, I reined myself in. Once the fires were quenched, I
realized what a bad idea it would have been to let them out. I glanced around,
but the only people who seemed to have noticed were Violet and Antonio.
“What exactly is going on?” Violet asked. She narrowed her eyes as she
studied me. “I…felt something. And I think you glowed.”
I wanted to tell her nothing had happened aside from a confrontation with a
jerk, but Logan wasn’t done being a grade-A bully.
Logan got really close, almost in my face. “Fae.” He spat the word like it was
distasteful. “And a good girl I’d bet.” He packed so much malice into the words,
I felt offended, despite the fact that I really was a good girl.
My brother’s strong fingers wrapped around my upper arm, pulling me back.
As I took one reluctant step away from the boy who’d been trying so desperately
to rile me up, my hand raised, my fingers clenched tightly in a fist I was moments
from throwing. And if I lost control of myself, even for a moment, I could turn
the school into a fiery inferno. I took a deep breath to calm myself as I glanced
around at the students who had no idea how close they had been to disaster.
Something odd was going on here. Why weren’t the humans noticing us
using magic in the middle of the hall? They should be freaking out, stampeding
out the doors and reporting the freaks to the government by now. Instead they
just hurried about their lives, chattering about inconsequential things as if they
were life and death. I suppose to them, it was. But it was hard to imagine a
formal dance as the most important event of the year when you’re standing toe
to toe with a boy who wanted to hurt you simply because you were there.
“You reek of good.” Logan was cloaked in darkness as he spoke, shadows
rolling around him like smoke. Horns curved forward out of the dark hair on
top of his head, the tips curving up to his hairline. I glanced around again but the
students continued to flow around us as if they didn’t see anything. Maybe they
My brother coughed and I could feel a surge of energy in him, a strange
sixth sense we shared. I grabbed his wrist before he did something as stupid, as
I tried not to do the same. I glanced around again, still expecting everyone to be
standing and staring at us. Aside from a few scattered stragglers, we were alone in
the hall. A boy with dark curls rounded the corner, rushing to Logan’s side. He
grabbed his arm and gave him a shake.
“Dude, back off.”
Logan snarled at him, and the shorter boy’s eyes glowed red, moving as if
the irises were made of liquid. With his jaw set, Logan stepped backwards away
“Is this entire school made up of fae?” I asked, spinning to face forward
with my hands thrown up in the air. Too late I remembered Violet walking along
beside us, oblivious to the fae world.
She took the weirdness in stride. “Not entirely, but we seem to have more
than our fair share. I think all the teachers are, and a good chunk of the staff
Or maybe not so oblivious. I didn’t realize I had stopped until she turned to
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