Essence Kissed
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Essence Kissed
(The Tethered Hearts Series, Book One)
"Loving him means dying for him."
I always thought love was supposed to heal, not ruin.
Liliana's changed. The kind of change that doesn't come from growing up-but from being consumed.
She says she's fine, that I worry too much. But I see the truth in her eyes: something's eating her alive.
Ever since she met him.
Now I'm in a race against something I can't explain, something dark, something not of this world.
And I'm terrified that loving him means she's already too far gone.
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