Freshman year changed the lives of Chloë, Finn, Dean and Anita. Their sophomore year brings new hope for the normal lives they all crave, and a second chance at lost love.
Their hopes are shattered when ritualistic murders reminiscent of the Inquisition threaten to expose the existence of the supernatural world. The Central Coven needs Chloë to step up and help them face this new evil, but her powers have been rapidly weakening.
In order to heal Chloë must face her most frightening challenge yet, giving Finn a second chance.
Playlist:
Break Your Plans — The Fray
Pompeii — Bastille
Howl — Florence and the Machine
Love Runs Out — One Republic
Sleeping with a Friend — Neon Trees
Burn — Ellie Goulding
Bad Blood — Bastille
I’m Yours — The Script
Excerpt:
Finn exhaled forcefully, like he had been holding his breath for a long time. I looked into his electric-blue eyes and saw nervousness melt to relief.
He squeezed my hand. “I could wait forever for you or take this as slow as you need as long as I know that you are here with me. I just needed to know that you are as committed to giving us a chance as I am.”
I smiled at him, a little bit of wickedness playing across my lips.
I placed my hand on his left shoulder and slowly it brushed across his chest to his right shoulder. His eyes began to glow, and then they darkened to a deeper blue. Hmm, it wasn’t only my eyes that changed. Good to know.
“You could wait forever, could you?” I taunted in a husky, low voice.
“Ugh,” he grunted.
I laughed, taking in his tortured expression and tense muscles.
“You are a little evil,” he rasped.
“No, baby. I promise I’m very good, and I don’t want to wait forever. Just a little bit longer,” I whispered.
“Get your sexy ass in the car before I toss you in the back seat and say the fuck with waiting,” Finn growled.
I licked my lips and thought about taunting him a little more, but the flash of his eyes signaled the end of his self-control. I scrambled into the passenger’s seat and buckled up.
Finn waited in the same spot for a long moment. He shook his head like he was clearing out an image and walked around the car, chuckling. “Good choice, but the other way could have been more fun.”
“Oh, it will be. Just not tonight,” I promised.
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