I went into this book thinking I was getting a cute paranormal romance with vampires and ballet. What I got was a full-blown emotional hurricane that shredded my soul and didn’t even apologize.
Kayla Harris is the kind of heroine I didn’t know I needed—strong, artistic, secretly powerful, and painfully real. A ballerina living in a penthouse with too many secrets and not enough freedom. Her world is elegant and lonely…until the wind literally chooses her. And from there, the story EXPLODES.
Enter Kota Ahoka: a Native teen vampire with ivory eyes, a tragic past, and a curse so deep it hums off the page. I was not prepared. He’s soft-spoken, haunted, and beautiful in that don’t-look-at-me-or-I’ll-ruin-you kind of way. The moment he and Kayla cross paths, the tension is unreal. It’s not insta-love. It’s inevitable.
I went into this book thinking I was getting a cute paranormal romance with vampires and ballet. What I got was a full-blown emotional hurricane that shredded my soul and didn’t even apologize.
Kayla Harris is the kind of heroine I didn’t know I needed—strong, artistic, secretly powerful, and painfully real. A ballerina living in a penthouse with too many secrets and not enough freedom. Her world is elegant and lonely…until the wind literally chooses her. And from there, the story EXPLODES.
Enter Kota Ahoka: a Native teen vampire with ivory eyes, a tragic past, and a curse so deep it hums off the page. I was not prepared. He’s soft-spoken, haunted, and beautiful in that don’t-look-at-me-or-I’ll-ruin-you kind of way. The moment he and Kayla cross paths, the tension is unreal. It’s not insta-love. It’s inevitable.