When Liv Daniels moves to Wolfville, Maine with her father, she discovers the small town has more than its fair share.
But the quaint, coastal townsfolk aren’t the only ones with secrets.
Liv has one too.
Hers is buried deep inside of her, where even she doesn’t know it exists.
But someone does, and he’s not going to give up until he breaks it free from her.
But how do you free someone from a secret they don’t know they have?
What do you do when the person you’re supposed to destroy becomes the one thing you can’t live without?
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He saw a monster.
His hands dropped to his sides, as he shook his head. “I’ll never bother you again.”
She cried, struggling with breath when she spoke, “It was you outside of my house?”
He didn’t move, frightened of what he could do to her. She was so small and fragile and he feared loving her to death.
Bravely and unexpectedly, she stepped closer for a moment, lifting his face. Black tears streamed her cheeks but she looked into his eyes hard.
It left him, the blood lust. She took it all away, like she sucked it from him instead of him sucking from her.
Her face was confusing, conflicted and scared, but there was something else he didn’t know how to read.
Delicately, she ran her hand down his cheek. “I will keep your secret and I wont forget you, not even if I wanted to.” She turned and walked from the room, turning her back on him like she trusted what she saw in his eyes.
He clenched his jaw, his whole body really. He fought the urge to follow her out into the dark night. He hated the look he had seen on her face, he never wanted to force that look again.
Instead, he stood there, vibrating with anger and self-hatred. Never should he have confessed. He should have spent the time that he had with her, waiting for the Michaels to divulge his little secret. They would have ousted themselves at the same moment, so maybe they would have forgone the explanation of the town’s secrets. But even if they had told her, at least he might have had more time with her.
A sound caught his ears, it was dripping. He looked down to see droplets of blood dripping from his clenched hands to the hard wood floors. He released his grip, turning and looking back at the portrait of his family.