My Last Dance

My Last Dance

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I am a wanderer, well I suppose that's what you could call me. Hi, I'm Lily. I am 19 and I'm a dancer, I don't stay in the same place for long. I normally manage to mess up big time and like the coward I am I leave. I don't like to make friends (Frankly, I'm not around long enough.) but for once something or someone actually made me want to stay. *** I have a secret, a power that puts those around me in danger. Hey, I'm Joel. I'm 19 years old. My best friend and the only other of my kind that I know about, Alec, and I both howl at the moon every month. But I have one guilty pleasure. I'm a dancer. Alec and I don't like to hang around long. It's is too hard to protect the truth but in this dance studio is a treasure that I don't want to leave. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX I just want to say. None of the songs in this book are mine. They belong to a range of artists. I have written the name of the writer and the song at the bottom of each chapter. ALL OF THE CHARACTERS AND THE PLOT ARE MINE. Please enjoy. xxx
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