Mosquitoes, Trees and Hidden Places

Mosquitoes, Trees and Hidden Places

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I see mosquitoes everywhere. They latch onto those who look good enough to pierce into. They are not bad people, these mosquitoes. But, I cannot stand them. I will never repeat my past, but it will come back to haunt me. My name is Hanna Bloom and I come from a place where mosquitoes flood the streets. They hover around others and learn their secrets. But, I am only afraid of those who bite. I am afraid of those like Quinn, and my father.
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They lied to me. My own family. My so-called friends. All of them hiding the truth, that we're tied to the criminal underworld, a forte where my family, the Storms, are the undisputed kings. Then everything falls apart. My dad gets framed. My cousin ends up dead. And the boy I've had a childhood crush on-Nathaniel-turns out to be the one who could destroy me. At least Luke, the one person I shouldn't want, fights to keep me from breaking... but even he has secrets. But it's gets even worse, because now an organization is rising from the shadows, an organization that opposes everything my family stands for. And in a family of warmongers and sociopaths, I stood out as a glaring weakness. The most normal, the most vulnerable, and the most efficient way to end a dynasty that has ruled for centuries. Because what is a throne without an heir, and a crown without its king. So here I am, stuck in a game of blood and betrayal where the only way to survive is to stop being the fragile girl they thought I was. If I have to burn bridges, spill blood, and embrace the monster inside me, then so be it. Because this time, I'm not running from my darkness. I'm becoming it.

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