"Are you sure you want to know what I am talia?" Jason spoke. The huskiness in his words made her toes curls. She swallowed hard. She'd had the nerve on the drive here. Even gave her self pep talks to be able to confront him. But looking at his bare torso, and those pale grey eyes against his dark skin made her mouth dry and the grip on her book slack. He licked his lips, "do you really want to know?" Talia squared her feet and met his gaze. "Yes," she knew she'd regret this later but the darkness she knew that had been looming was crashing in around them. But she had to know. She had to know what world Kyle had shown her. Even if it was going to get her killed. -------------------- Talia Peterson never thought she would be back in Forks. Not after she'd successfully avoided it for the last two summers. But when her father dies she's forced back to the town she despises. And when women start washing up on shore drowned and a strange symbol carved into their neck, the same symbol carved into her father's neck, Talia is thrown into a world full of gods and great spirits. A war that began with a love triangle and a world she didn't know existed. -------- most impressive rankings: #83 in dark romance #14 in Native American
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