Prologue:
The nightly clouds roll over and thunder is heard. A gentle breeze blows by, flowing through my hoodie. I look up to see a flash of lightning strike down, far away in a distant forest. The moon's glow lights up the clouds, and my faint shadow is cast upon the cool earth. Suddenly, the night sky lights up, and a massive crack is heard.
The lightning looks like a huge arrow, pointing me in the direction I need to go. The forest in the distance looks menacing, but I head towards it anyways.
The wind seems to push me forward and, as I look up, the clouds begin to clear. I lose myself in the stars and before I know it, the looming forest towers over me. I feel tiny and am suddenly drawn out of my thoughts by the thud of a fallen tree.
I walk towards it. Every step I take seems to have a profound meaning, but I don't know what it is. I feel like I need to be here. As I get closer to the fallen tree, I notice the bark, and how it is different from anything I've ever seen. It was strange yet, somehow, beautiful.
An indescribable color fills my eyes. The most pleasant aroma surrounds me as I walk into the trees, the sky is once again lost under the multitude of leaves. As I begin to take in my beautiful surroundings I notice an odd thing. Everything is silent.
There is a loquacious presence in my head telling me there is something wrong. I ignore it and keep going.
As I head deeper and deeper into the woods, there's a patch of light, it's a clearing. I see a doe leading her young and a great many other animals. The enormity of everything overwhelms me, and I black out in the middle of the clearing. When I wake up,
I don't know where I am. The sky is dark and ominous, and there seems to be no life in the forest. I'm no longer in the clearing. A melancholy feeling settles over me. I suddenly wonder what's happened when. The sky flashes and thunder cracks and I look up and I'm back where I started.
"I don't know what kind of girl you think I am Greg" I mumbled. I was not the kind of girl who slept with guys on a whim. I wanted him, but not enough to abandon all reason.
He took a step toward me, ignored my narrowed eyes and wrapped his arms around me. I wriggled and tried to pull away, but he only held me tighter. His face was impossibly close to me, expression serene to my fury. I could feel him already, pressing into my stomach. Fear shot through me, but the anticipation was equal.
"I know exactly what kind of girl you are Maddy... that's the problem" He said simply.
His lips crashed into mine, tasting every inch of me. I wanted more than anything to pull away, leave and never mention this again.... but I couldn't do it. The feel of him naked, warm and muscular against me rendered me speechless. I couldn't explain it, but our bodies seemed to fit together somehow and the anger I'd felt just a minute ago. That firey anger at him invading my privacy was gradually merging with the previous lust from last night. Now all I felt was an all consuming need for him to touch me.
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Maddy Reynolds' life is a mess. Her best friend's brother Greg has just died and her two best friends Mel and Dom aren't speaking to each other. She has no one to talk to about her confusing feelings towards Greg or why Mel is so distant. Then at the funeral, she becomes friends with Tom Winter by pure chance and he seems to be the only one who understands her.
And yet.... even he is keeping secrets from her. The sort of secrets that have the power to change everything.
Maddy now has to decide to trust him or find out the truth on her own. Things would have been a whole lot simpler if she'd chosen the latter.