Addiction. Blake Adams wasn't looking for an addiction. He wasn't out hitting up drug dealers or spending his Friday night gambling. No, it hit him full force in a beautiful pair of green eyes, hiding a dark and heavy past. His mate. Delilah Winley, AKA Sunny Taylor, was afraid. Her brother had rescued her from that wretched man who dared lay his hands on her, but could moving to a new town and changing their names keep her safe, or would the man who gave her nightmares find her and finish what she started. And how could she live a normal life when she could barely stay conscious when someone touched her, the fear making her panic? She was in a new town with strangers who were normal. Social. So how would she survive it? If only she knew. --- STORY WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS LIKE 14 and I didn't finish it, maybe one day but proceed with caution!

❝Would you, if you could? Live forever, I mean?❞ Aimee, a girl who survives her death. Monica, a woman who yearns for her husband's love. Caleb, a boy who can't even remember the smell of his mother's perfume. Delany, who only wants her daughter to live in a pain-free world. And Harold, who distances himself from the one he loves to keep her from harm. A futuristic dystopian society in which everyone has a death date, and only those with the number eight survive.