Resilient
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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., janv. 21, 2015
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Action & Thriller
"She is the bud of a rose growing between the dry cracks of the sidewalk" Rowan had never heard of "him" or "he". This boy they were protecting her from. She had not done anything to him, how could she? She's never even seen him. When the school has a lockdown, Rowan thinks its just a normal one. They have them every two or three weeks because some stranger wanders through the back door lost. No one was worried until the police showed up. Rowan wasn't worried until the police rushed her out of the building and sent her to a top secret government building where they told her she would be safe from "him". But why all the trouble for one person.Rowan is proud to say that she is completely ordinary. Perfectly average. Why would she be so important to the government? And why would someone want to kill her?
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"Oh," he said, as my back hit the wooden wall. Damn it, of course. With nowhere to go, his arms locked me in between him and the wall. He stared down at me as he said, "So you're trying to piss me off?" His lips were surprisingly close to mine. No guy would ever be this close to me in real life, let alone me being able to handle it; I would've been so timid and afraid. But this was the dream world. I could speak and be as brave as I wanted to. "Yeah, I am," I said. "What are you gonna do about it?" He paused as his eyes looked between the two of mine. Then, he smirked and swiftly closed the gap between our lips. ~~ In a small town in New York, Hazel is your average quiet type. In a school full of clichés, she falls perfectly under the category of "nerd" and has her own little nerdy group of people she loves to hang around. They respect the fact that she's non-verbal. The thing that plagued her, surprisingly, is not her inability and refusal to speak, but her ability to go through anybody and everybody's dreams. This is not something she can control, nor something that's necessarily dangerous. It just happens. One second she's in darkness, the next second she happens to be in someone's dream. But, when she stumbles into a dream of a guy she never knew existed in her grade of 500 students, albeit his popular status, both her worlds get flipped upside down.

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