"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.

i have been locked up in my room for years. mom tells me that i am diseased. but i know that it's something different. i am going to find my dad. i am going to find answers.

Brusenna is the last. All the other witches have been captured, their songs stolen and twisted from harmony and growth into chaos and death. She alone must stand against an evil much older and darker than anything she could ever imagine-an evil every witch before her has failed to vanquish. In that, Brusenna must be the first. And join my mailing list to stay up to date on my latest releases, cover reveals, and free books: http://eepurl.com/l8fl1 Purchase links: Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/amber-argyle Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/Search?Query=amber+argyle Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Amber-Argyle/e/B004YE1BR4/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

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