ASIN #: B00FXFESHS
File Size: 645 KB
Page Count: 170
Copyright: October 15, 2013
Publisher: Laurelis Press; 1st Edition
(Taken from Amazon)
Discoveries can be dangerous. Discoveries can be deadly.
Nine months ago, Teagan Matthews' boyfriend disappeared and took her sense of stability with him. But when the opportunity to live with her aging grandmother in Salem arises, she decides it's time to get on with her life. A new home, new job, and new friends are adding up to a beautiful summer...
...until a young girl's body shows up one night in town, wearing a pentagram necklace exactly like Teagan's.
Now a guy, looking remarkably like her missing boyfriend, has arrived in Salem along with a mysterious stranger, who may have some answers that Teagan has desperately been searching for. Teagan must now decide who to trust. It's a matter of life... and her death.
*This book contains content not appropriate for readers under the age of 17*
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About the Author:
Brina Courtney is a young adult author obsessed with chocolate, crime shows, and fantasy movies. She's spent the last few years as an elementary teacher and a high school cheering coach. She lives in a small town in Pennsylvania with her husband and two very loud, small dogs.
“No silly,” she says, “I can only start it, something with the electricity, I can control it.” With that she puts her thumb and forefinger together and produces a small blue spark.
“Umm, that’s not normal.” I say staring at the spot where the energy was just made.
“You can hardly discuss normal Shay, look who you’re talking to- a ghost, that’s not normal,” she says as a smile plays on her lips.
Valid point. I look at her closely, “Yeah but I can’t do anything like that, that’s a little excessive don’t you think? And doesn’t it drain you?” I don’t ever remember Jeremy messing with the electricity.
She looks at me and says honestly, “Not when I’m feeding off of your energy and you’re young so you have lots of it.”
OK creepy dead child who’s feeding off my energy. I give her a hard look; children have never attempted to contact me before, why is she coming to me now? “Wendy, how long have you been lost?”