Timuit Unem(On hold)

Timuit Unem(On hold)

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This book is on hold while I work on the new draft of Temicha. This is a story about Luna. She has a strange person messaging her, friends who betray her, a BBG who won't leave her alone, guys who confuse her, and a family that worries her. Will she make it out alive? Or will she fall with all the stress and hurt laid upon her? Read to find out the twists and turns in Luna's life. I'm not giving anything away in here. The secrets are between the covers, metaphorically. (Photograph taken by Rona Keller(the girl who made it on her own) on flickr)
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(formerly published as Still Waters hide the deepest secrets) I've always known two things: I'm not normal, and my mother is evil. As in actual evil. The kind of person who makes strangers cross the street and whisper prayers under their breath. All I want is to survive high school-and her. Keep my head down, turn eighteen, and finally get out. Freedom was supposed to be simple. But nothing in my life ever turns out simple. Just down the road, past the places I thought I knew by heart, there's another world-one I never imagined existed. A world with a father I'd been told was dead. A world that wants to claim me as much as my mother does. Now I'm stuck in the middle of a tug-of-war between two lives, two homes... and maybe even two hearts. And the worst part? The more I uncover about who I really am, the more I realize high school might have been the safest place I'll ever know.

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