"For we all must die, and are as water split upon the ground..."
--2 Samuel, 14:14
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I don't believe in ghosts. I don't believe in witchcraft either, or Ouija boards, levitation, tarot cards, astrology, cures, crystals, second sight, vampires--not any of the whole mumbo jumbo of the "other side." Of course I don't. I'm intelligent, sane, sensible Evie Johnson. Girls like me don't get mixed up in all that crazy paranormal trash.
At least, that's what I would have said before I arrived at Wyldcliffe Abbey School. But everything is different for me now. I have glimpsed her world, and I can never go back to being the girl I used to be.
Imagine a wild, lonely landscape where the moors rise in harsh folds of green and brown and purple. Sheep are dotted here and there on the hillsides, standing patiently in the bitter wind. A few trees have managed to grow, but they look bare and stunted. The moors encircle a bleak little village at the heart of the valley, like the walls of an ancient prison.
Welcome to Wyldcliffe.
This is the place that haunts my present, past, and my future. That is, if I still have a future. If he will permit that. If he doesn't destroy me first.
She is by my side, as my sister, but he is in my soul.
He is my enemy, my tormentor, my demon.
He is my beloved.
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Immortal
Storie d'amoreThis book was written by Gillian Shields...I am simply sharing an outstanding book. :D --------------------------- "Immortal is beautifully wrought and carefully woven. The magic of this gothic romance will linger after the last page is turned." -Me...
