The Unmasked (Book One)

The Unmasked (Book One)

  • WpView
    Reads 996
  • WpVote
    Votes 142
  • WpPart
    Parts 13
WpMetadataReadOngoing1h 49m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Mar 19, 2015
When you're stripped of your humanity, what remains of your being? Is your soul ultimately good or essentially evil? 17-year-old Alexa was living a normal teenage life in a quiet neighborhood--- until she started seeing colors around people, auras to be exact. But before she could even understand what was going on, she was suddenly thrown into another dimension, a seemingly ordinary world but dwelt by spirits. Here she meets immortal souls going about their daily routines, only unmasked by humanity. In this different realm, Alexa's ability to see auras is considered an exceptional gift. As she develops into a full-pledged Aura Reader, she finds her human self slowly dwindling, floating back and forth between two worlds, restless and unstable. Throughout the battle against the uprising of The Wicked Souls, she must face a confusing relationship with her best friend Troy, save her parents from self-destruction, and regain her full mortality.
All Rights Reserved
#337
youngadultromance
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Beneath the Shadowlanders
  • Luna - Beasts of Beauty Series - Book 1
  • The Rainbow Wolf And Her Alpha
  • To Be Human: The Beginning of the End (인간답게 살기: 종말의 시작)
  • Altered Reality (AoR #1)
  • Fading Away ✅
  • The blue ultimatum (ultimate leveling)
  • Life On This Planet: Book 1

We knew something wasn't right from the moment we awoke. It was like something was missing - a part of our very souls - and we couldn't sense the deficiency, no matter how hard we tried. A hundred million eyes adjusted to the dark all at once, all surprised to be awakened so soon. We ran through our checklists of limbs and senses, drawing ourselves out of our dreams piece by piece. Some went back to sleep, unaware, unbothered, too tired to notice the difference. Some lay in bed, too anxious to stand until the light of dawn crept through their windows at last, and they were sure the monsters in their closets had gone back to sleep. Some leapt from their slumbers, more keenly aware than others that the missing pieces were important. But we didn't know. We couldn't have. Not until we found ourselves standing in the light and discovered: We no longer had shadows.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines