Peter
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”That’s where I will always love you.” Quinlan Day lives for normal. Her normal morning routine, normal friends, and a normal life in the ordinary town of Icehaven, Maine. Anything other than normal could mean something unexpected, unplanned, or unpredictable. Just like when her dad mysteriously disappeared in the middle of a midnight fishing trip when she was young, never to be seen again. So when she meets Peter, a boy whose first name practically spells trouble, her world spins out of control. When Quinn finds her missing dad’s old journal that talks about a faraway land where people never age, things start to change. Shadows in the alleys seem to be watching her every step, and she can’t shake the feeling of constant pursuit. The more she let’s her mind wander, and the more her heart falls for the dark boy she pushes away at all costs, the more danger follows. Will Quinn take charge of the abnormal events that haunt her life like a bad dream? Or will her heart be swallowed by the shadows that lurk in the night? ”You aren’t from around here are you?” I whisper, my breath causing wisps of smoke to rise in the cold night. His back remains to me, blonde hair silhouetted by the moon. His back tenses under the leather jacket. “No,” he says, as if in a daze. “Not even close.”
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Aleah Sullivan wakes up to the sound of her alarm blaring. Another day at the café. She swings her legs over the bed, stretching and yawning, feeling the dull ache in her muscles that has become familiar over the years. Her physical strength has always been a little abnormal, but she chalks it up to good genetics, not thinking much of it. In her small town of Redfern, she's known as the strong, independent girl who's been on her own since her parents passed away in a car accident when she was young. The day begins like any other: making coffee, chatting with customers, and meeting her best friend, Sophie, for lunch. Sophie, ever the inquisitive one, brings up her favorite topic-Aleah's love life. "You're 22 and still single. When are you going to let me set you up with someone?" Sophie teases, her eyes sparkling as they sit in a small diner. Aleah rolls her eyes. "I'm fine, really. I've got too much going on to think about dating." "Right," Sophie scoffs. "Because you're just so busy... serving coffee and working on your poetry. You deserve more, Aleah." More. The word stirs something deep inside Aleah, something she can't quite put her finger on. There's always been a strange pull, a feeling that there was more to life than her quiet existence. But she has no idea how much more. Later that evening, as she heads home, Aleah feels the familiar tug that's grown stronger in recent weeks. It's a pull toward the woods, which have always seemed oddly comforting yet mysterious. She shrugs off the feeling, attributing it to fatigue and the solitude of her rural town. Little does she know, the life she's known is about to be shattered.

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