Angel just moved to a new town in order to start her life over. She left behind everything that she owned and just ran. She needed a fresh start where no one knew who she was and mostly so that her past couldn't catch up to her. But there's something that is off about the town that she decided to settle down in. She didn't know what to believe. There are rumors about the things that happen there or we should say the people that are there but she doesn't pay them much attention. The things that are being told to her are like out of a movie and some fake stories or tall tells. But how long can she deny the truth when she falls for a man that has some very big secrets that she doesn't see coming. Can she embrace the new role of her life or will she run from her one chance of happiness?

( THIS BOOK CONTAINS SOME SPOILERS FROM EPISODE 9 SORRY ) Our story starts at the ending of episode 9 where everyone is in the cabin in the forest and then things take a turn for the worse there's someone who's not been truthful who betrayed all of their friends not just one friend but two who decided they want to become vigilantes , who decided they had the right to take a life .Jake and MC this is where their story begins and ends MC goes missing while trying to protect her friends Jake is left looking for her the same way he was left looking for Hannah will he find her or will he never see her again. Will jake amd MC have forever with eachother ? Can they have a life together ? Let's find out . ©All rights reserved to Everbytestudio characters names and backstory are all fictional. © This book is purely and solely my content , please do not use any part of my work in your stories please do not use ,copy or take hints from my work . It will result in action being taken against the writer . © Nicky Story contains adult content ,and explicit language not advisable for under 18 All pictures used for this book are not mine Please remember to vote ❤️❤️❤️

Madisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced by the beige monotony of suburban existence. That's when her phone buzzed. It was a text message from an unknown number: "Hello? Are you there?" Madisyn sighed. Just another wrong number. She typed back, "Wrong number, sorry." and went back to contemplating the life she was living. The reply came instantly: "No matter how I put this, it'll sound crazy. I've gone over this many times in my head." Followed by "Wait a sec. I have to add the others first. Please don't go." Thomas, Cleo, Dan, Richy, Jessy... These names were strangers only moments ago and now resonated with a strange urgency. "We need to ask, How do you know Hannah Donfort?" Madisyn hesitated. She was about to send another dismissive reply, but a flicker of... something... stopped her. Boredom? Curiosity? A subconscious yearning for something more? "I don't know anyone named Hannah," she typed adding a question mark at the end, unsure why she was even bothering. The next text chilled her blood: "Hannah's my girlfriend and she disappeared. Three days ago to be exact." And so began Madisyn's unwanted adventure. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow connected to this Hannah, these people, this desperate plea. Madisyn's heart hammered. Worried texts, Hannah's disappearance, Madisyn's phone number on Hannah's phone... it all pointed to something far more sinister than a simple misunderstanding. The search led her down dark alleys and into smoky bars. She faced threats, endured intimidation, and felt the cold grip of fear more times than she could count. She had discovered that even in the most ordinary of lives, there was the potential for extraordinary courage, love, and power to make a difference. And it all started with the wrong number.