Ava is a woman leading a normal life, unaware that someone is watching her every move, obsessing over her every detail. Jae-Min's fascination with her began long ago, and now he's closer than ever to making her his-by any means necessary. With every glance she takes, with every breath she makes, he's there in the shadows, waiting. Her life is his to watch, her every step, his to control. When Ava's simple day-to-day existence collides with his suffocating desire, Jae-Min's patience is tested. But Ava has no idea. To her, he's just another face in the crowd. Until the day she starts to feel it-the eerie sensation of being watched, of someone lingering just beyond her reach. But Jae-Min won't wait forever. And when he finally gets what he craves, nothing will stop him from making her his own.

Thirteen-years-old, Connor Wolfhard, a considerate and magnanimous teen, trying to cope with the enslaved power of a merciless creature. With the abidance of detest, deep-rooted for his contentious mother, and intricate in an explosive concocted story, he couldn't help but permit himself to be used as an object. Undergoing all through the difficulties, when all was said and done, the ensuing days embraced his father's return, gratifyingly. How would the impenetrable visit of the unworldly lost one, gonna display to his haughty and abrasive older brothers? The aftermath led him to come across a girl who happened to become a courteously determined resort in his life. Something he never wondered, yet, the sentiments could solely rush in incredulity. Amid being constantly pushed around against the minions in his school in the concurrent time. Does his endurance of great fortitude bring the door to the euphoric triumph or another misfortune period of misery?

Will Susan find the strength to remember, or will her grief consume her? It was only supposed to be one week, not a lifetime. The mirror wasn't supposed to invoke insanity. Susan hadn't meant for her family to hate her ... all she'd wanted to do was embrace reality and forget childhood fantasies. But now ... now it's too late for Susan. And no one understands why. Except possibly Jill Pole's mysterious brother. ***Written in twelve parts, I'll be posting an installment the first Wednesday every month starting March 2019. Or you can find it two days early on the first Mondays of the month at my blog: keturahskorner.blogspot.com P.S. I love C.S. Lewis and am rather nervous to try to undertake a story that he should have written. But I've always loved Susan and feel that I must find out her story. And so this is my humble endeavor to do just that.