The Tower

The Tower

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Non-Fiction
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she felt was the marble floor beneath her fingers; icy, unyielding, wrong. It shouldn't have felt this clean, this polished, when the metallic stench of blood saturated the air. The chamber was vast and circular, lit just enough to be cruel. Shadows clung to the walls, broken only by the fractured glow of a chandelier hanging obscenely high above, its light scattering across the emptiness like shattered glass. Eleven bodies lay sprawled across the floor, hers among them. None of the others were familiar. Strangers, every one.
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Sugar's addicting. So is she. Graham Davis has two addictions: Hockey-and Gracie Daniels. (Not that he knows it yet.) At St. Brown University, Gracie Daniels is the golden girl. Blonde ponytail, perfect smile, always saying yes. So when she's asked to manage PR for the hockey team, she agrees-hoping to help thaw their notoriously icy captain. But Graham Davis doesn't melt. He's distant, guarded, and doesn't need help from a pink-sweater-wearing perfectionist... until he starts noticing things he shouldn't. Skipped meals. Covered bruises. Flinches too small to be accidental. Gracie is sweet, bright, and hiding more than anyone knows. And Graham can't stop looking.

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