By Jocelyn Davies
At the evening of Skye’s 17th birthday, she meets enigmatic strangers. whole opposites—like fireplace and ice—Asher is darkish and wild, whereas Devin is reasonable and aloof. Their unexpected visual appeal sends Skye’s existence right into a tailspin. She has no inspiration what they need, or why they appear to stick to her each move—only that their presence coincides with a flurry of odd occasions. quickly she starts off to doubt not only the identification of the 2 boys, but in addition the reality approximately her personal earlier. within the useless of a bitingly chilly Colorado iciness, Skye reveals herself coming to phrases with the very unlikely mystery that threatens to shatter her international. Torn among Asher, who she can’t support falling for, and Devin, who she can’t avoid, the implications of Skye’s selection will succeed in extra than the 3 of them might ever think. a stunning darkish is the 1st ebook in an enthralling trilogy by means of debut writer Jocelyn Davies.
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I glanced outside before pulling the curtain closed. The sky looked dark, like the storm headed our way was about to blow down some serious power lines. “Hey,” he said. ” I laughed. “I’m fine. ” “Don’t tempt a guy, Skye; I’m only human. ” “Kidding! ” Only I had a feeling he wasn’t. He made jokes like that a lot, but he was a good friend and I’d never thought of him as more. “I really did call to see how you’re doing. ” Absently, I pulled the covers over my head, watching for cracks where the light shone through.
Not that I’ve heard. ” Aunt Jo knocked on my open bedroom door. “Babe, if I’m gonna drive you into town to get your car, we’d better do it now. ” I nodded at her. ” I said into the phone. “Yeah,” he said. “I heard her. Stop by the Bean if you get a sec when you’re in town. ” I laughed. ” I heard the sound of shattered glass being kicked, then Ian sighed into the phone. ” I hung up, but the phone immediately started ringing again. Cassie. ” she sang. ” “Head. Car. Snow. Town,” I moaned. “Got it.
In the bathroom, I washed my face and rubbed in some tinted moisturizer, brushing my teeth as I frantically scrambled to apply two coats of mascara with my left hand. I swept my hair back into a loose knot, stepped into my boots, grabbed my backpack, and pounded down the stairs. By the time I blew through the kitchen, Aunt Jo was already sitting at the table, a mug of coffee in her hands. “I’m leaving on a mountaineering trip to the Collegiates this morning,” she said offhandedly, narrowing her eyes to study me.