For months, Llewelyn is no more than the missing person's face on the local milk cartons in the town of Wake, Michigan. With no memory of the past several days, he finds himself in some sort of medical facility, held seemingly captive by a couple of strangers. It turns out that the stories churned out by this town are far more than folklore, and the many red threads form a spiderweb that Llewelyn can't shake out of. Caught also in the net, Dr. Rowley: A skilled practitioner of both magic and medicine, and a canvas of scars from his vampiric patients. Malicious, distant and unhelpful, Llewelyn would rather be stuck with anyone but him, yet he has undoubtedly become his accomplice.
Every story has a hero. It doesn't mean it has to be a guy or a knight in shining armour.
"Heroes are overrated. I prefer saviors. Or even better survivors." She smiled.
Her entire world took a fall on that terrible night, but she has to remain strong. For her dead family and everyone else she has to protect by dissappearing. She's Ashleena, the fire that burns through every darkness.
But life isn't going to be all merciful on her. Moving across the continent, a new state, adjusting to new people.That's a lot for someone who's haunted by her past. High school isn't exactly a bed of roses. Because that's where he comes in. The new mysterious boy. He irritates her because he can read her. And she's scared to let anyone in. He's Devon, who turns every head when he walks by.
Both of them have built of unbreakable walls to shade their past. But what happens when her past crops her, taking their worlds through a different course of secrets, lies and spys.
And maybe a bit of love?
#160 in friendship