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My past and present are on a collision course set on destruction. While truths have been revealed, nothing can fully prepare you for an evil that never sleeps. All Hell has broken loose, and the Devil is on our doorstep. But I'm ruthless to the core, a rebel till the end, and I'll protect what's mine till my last breath.

Emerson Grove is supposed to be my fresh start—a chance at a new beginning and a better future—yet my past is a force I never saw coming. Now, my head and my heart are at odds, my future is unknown, and everything I thought I knew is in disarray. Jameson, Ezra, Leo, and Jagger are ghosts from a different time, a different me. One night changed everything and I’m not the girl they once knew. But how can things go back to the way they were? With secrets, lies, and half-truths unfolding around me, I don’t know who to trust.

I may have survived the battle, slipping from their grasp by cunning and sheer will, but the war still rages, and the next wave of enemies is worse than I ever imagined. Tangles of lies unravel around us as the past and present collide, bringing secrets into the light and making the future harder to see. With every turn down this winding path, it is clear pain is inevitable, but I'm not alone this time. Not anymore. I have a family, people I can't live without, and a place to finally call home.

Rise. Shine. Sleep. Repeat. To the world. Break. Darken. Cry. Lost. Behind closed doors. Nothing is as it seems in the Asheville home or this hellhole town. Then he shows up. Pushing my buttons and demanding I take more from life, be more, be…me. But I have no idea who that is. How do I fight for my freedom when I’m their bargaining tool? What he doesn’t realize is how screwed up Knight’s Creek really is. For all I care, the whole town can burn to ash.

Trying to survive Knight’s Creek without Xavier, Hunter, and Tobias is harder than I care to admit. I have to give it my all and try again; I have to run. I don’t know how far I’ll get, but I know I won’t give up fighting. I won’t let Ilana win. I never knew what fighting was before, but now I have something to live for. My reason for breathing.

There is nothing worse than having a joyous bombshell dropped in my lap with the goal of knocking me down. And I hate to admit the truth, but it might be working. I can’t stand being here anymore, but any attempts to run are ruined as I’m forced further into the newly created mold that is Asheville High’s whore.