**Please note: this novel contains mature subject matter and is not suitable for those under eighteen years of age.** When I was seventeen, I disappeared. I walked out the door of my apartment with a backpack and never looked back. I left the life of Cora Mitchell behind, seeking freedom from my real-life nightmare. But my freedom came with a cost. I lived a fictitious life for the next six years, never letting anyone close enough to see underneath the facade that was Andra Walker. I was content with my simple little life. Until I met Julian. And the moment I started allowing myself to open...
**Please note: this novel contains mature subject matter and is not suitable for those under eighteen years of age.** When I was seventeen, I disappea...
"In here," he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, "you're ten below zero. And you're closer to death than I am." My name is Parker. My body is marked with scars from an attack I don't remember. I don't want to remember. I choose to live my life by observation, not through experience. While people are laughing and kissing and connecting, I'm in the corner. Watching them live. I'm indifferent to everything, everyone. The only emotion I feel with any kind of depth is annoyance, and I feel it often. A text message sent to the wrong number proves to be my undoing. His name is Everett, but I...
"In here," he said, pushing on the skin above my heart, "you're ten below zero. And you're closer to death than I am." My name is Parker. My body is m...
The distance from Colorado to Maine is not far enough to escape the memories. The time I've been away is not long enough to heal the pain. I left Colorado, determined to discover who I am outside of my grief, but I fell apart along the way. I'm lost again. When Jude follows me, I can't turn him away. But I can't let him in, either. Not all the way. I know when he finds out my secret, the one I keep hidden in the darkest part of my heart, he'll leave me. Alone. Like I was before
The distance from Colorado to Maine is not far enough to escape the memories. The time I've been away is not long enough to heal the pain. I left Colo...