by Jessica Lynch
Black Pine Facility for Wayward Juveniles. The asylum. It’s a place where they stick troubled cases like me until we age out or they think they’ve fixed us.
Newsflash: you can’t fix what’s not broken. And I may have been thrown into Black Pine when I was barely fifteen, but I’m not crazy.
Because the fae? They’re real. Gorgeous, ethereal, mythical creatures who can’t lie but are experts at twisting the truth. Just one touch, that’s all it takes. Just one touch and the fae have power over you. Just one touch and your whole world can go up in flames.
I was warned. He called himself the Shadow Man. With his raven hair and glowing silver eyes, he looked the part, too. He’s the one who told me about the fae, who made me promise not to be tricked into giving up everything I have with the single touch of my hand.
I’m… I’m not so good at keeping promises.
Category: Fantasy – New Adult & College