Enzo The engine of my truck hummed softly in the background as Luke and I sat in silence, our eyes peeled for any sign of Edward’s pickup. The dashboard clock read 11:37 PM, and we had been at this for hours. Fast food wrappers sat on the dashboard, the scent of greasy french fries and burgers fil

Nina The kettle whistled shrilly, snapping me out of the reverie I had sunk into. With a sigh, I set my book down and made my way to the kitchen. It was past midnight, and the house was filled with a disquieting silence that only deepened my worry for Enzo. He'd said he was going out for a drive

My mother tsked. “More like the treatments and all that herbal medicine from the witch,” she explained, grinning. “Does he look great, Nina? Why, you’d never think…” Her voice trailed off. The truth was, Tyler had suffered from a curse for his entire life—a curse which, up until last year, we had

I leaned in, capturing his lips with mine. He returned in kind, and gently lifted me, carrying me to the bed. … We collapsed on each other in a sweaty, satisfied heap. With my head resting on Enzo’s chest, his arms around me, I felt completely and utterly safe. But still, I couldn’t fight the he

She looked at me, her eyes softening. “Oh, Nina, you don’t have to—” “I want to, mom.” She smiled, a beautiful, genuine smile that I had only seen a handful of times in my life—and it seemed to be more so lately. “Thank you, darling.” As we left the salon, I felt a little lighter. The world ou