A NEW ENEMY? PURE Industries is gone forever, or is it…? Was Sylas spotted in the desert? Had Irissa really seen him in the crowd the day she watched PURE burn to the ground? With the Sylas rumor spreading like wildfire, Irissa doubts herself about that day in the desert. She was certain he had died when Evelyn pulled the trigger, and even more so when the entire building exploded. How could he be alive? Then to make matters worse, a woman in red high heels makes her presence known to Irissa, a woman who resembles the wicked doctor from PURE Industries, Hanna. Ghosts of the Mojave Desert seem to not be so ghostly. But the question in Irissa and everybody’s mind is if they will ever be free from PURE’s evil sovereignty. It’s up to Irissa and her friends to protect what they have fought for. And when the threat is on the horizon, they will do everything in their power to protect the innocent Seraphim from being the target to another malicious act.

Kendall lost her entire family in horrible accidents. Living at her aunt and uncle's house, she has turned to cutting herself to deal with all her losses. She thinks she can keeps her secrets hidden all over her body, but then she meets Brody Stratford....

Haven Summers is a fun loving girl. She sings in the rain and believes that every rainbow leads to a pot of gold. She’s loud and crazy, but sweet and understanding when needed. Her happy ways has her best friend falling at her feet with pure love, but her eyes are set on one and one person only, Dalton Jones. The guy every girl wants to have. The star quarterback and star academic achiever. To Haven, it’s an act of destiny for them to be together and when Haven finally gets the guts to confess her love for him, he rejects her like a piece of trash; cold and cruel. It leaves Heaven heartbroken and humiliated. The thing is Haven likes to die hard. She means war. Haven Summers is out for revenge and revenge she will get. But what happens if on her journey she finds out her heart is not the only one that’s been abused? What if she finds herself spiraling in love with him all over again and more?

I’ve always comprehended the concept of abandonment. When I was eight, my mother and father drowned. After that, I isolated myself and built wall after indestructible wall around myself. Candice Wells, my aunt and guardian, was the only person that understood me, yet I ignored her, pushed her away. I never want to go back to the way I was before; reading reclusively behind the school, never uttering a single word to anyone, never showing anything but an impassive expression. I refuse to continue like that, so I have taken it upon myself to become the complete opposite. I involve myself in school activities, receive impeccable grades, and pretend as if my innumerable walls have suddenly caved in. I pretend I’m happy. I pretend that I’m content with my life. I put up a false front and nobody knows about it. Except for him.