The Awakening
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In the 6 years that Thomas had been a Hunter, this one assignment was probably the easiest sounding to the 18-year-old boy. It seemed simple, grab and go, she didn't even seem all that dangerous. But kidnapping Katherine Neelson may have been the most dangerous thing he has done. Thomas will need to use all of the skills he's learned and the abilities he's inherited in order to survive. Will he last?
Katherine Neelson wasn't expecting her day to be anything exciting when she left for work. She certainly wasn't expecting to be kidnapped from the Dallas bookstore Morning Books. She doesn't want to accept that the world isn't quite as it seems, that she isn't either. Will she learn to use her new found abilities or will they begin to consume her in a final flameout?
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