It was Rory’s Grandma that made the two predictions; the day of her own death, and the day Rory would die. Nobody really takes Grandma seriously – that is, until she suddenly passes away on the exact date she’s predicted. In a fit of panic, Rory decides to embark on a bizarre, crazed mission to live life to the full. Together with her friends, she throws the rulebook out of the window and tastes what the world has to offer; excessively wild nights, malicious revenge plans, and arrogant, beautiful boys. Rory thinks she has nothing to lose. But her family is slowly starting to crumble, and her friends are getting sick of her reckless attitude. There’s only so long she can party before the terror of her deathday rolls around. Rory has to choose between bowing out disgracefully, with her name seared into the town’s memory – or fighting the out-of-control girl she’s become before it’s too late.

They meant to kill me. I knew it. So naturally, I ran. I ran as fast as I could, not quite sure where I was going. I turned the corner into an alley. I looked behind me, only to see him standing right there, coldly smiling. "You can't run," He was laughing seeing as he was right. I was at the end of the alley, nowhere to turn. "You can't outrun us, we will find you. No matter how far you run or how well you hide." My only option out was a dark pit. I decided it would be better than whatever he planned to do to me. I turned to jump. "Go ahead and try," His voice was utterly emotionless. I jumped. "But we will find you, Indigo." I woke up gasping for oxygen. It was just, I reassured myself. But then why had it felt so real? *********************************************************** BOOK ONE