Status Updates From Alchemy of Secrets (Alchemy...

I don't want to kill anyone," she managed.
"That's good to hear. The world does not need more murderers. And it wouldn't get you any extra time. The only way to live past tomorrow is to find the Alchemical Heart."

"He asked the time," the Watch Man said patiently, but the static on the line was growing thicker. "It is my job to tell him what he wanted to know. And now I must tell you that you will die tomorrow, Halloween, at u1:59 p.m."
Tomorrow. It was more time than Jake, but not by much.

Her family.
Jake was an actor—it wasn't just his name that was lie, the person she'd been dating wasn't real, he'd tricked her, used her—all to find out information about her family. Which meant it was very likely someone in Los Angeles knew who Holland really was.
Holland wondered who? How?

"It is. Your theory that some of the most famous deaths in Hollywood were actually murders committed by the devil is extremely enter-taining, for fiction."
The word fiction hit her like a slap. For the second time since meeting Adam, she could feel her cheeks turning red. She wasn't sure if he was doing it on purpose or if he was just a jerk, but she felt like he kept tricking her.

This was not how she had pictured Adam Bishop. Ripped jeans, plaid shirt, sexy smirk. Strike that. He was a professor. He didn't have a sexy smirk. Except he absolutely did, even if he was no longer wearing it.

Who are you?" she asked.
He flashed an absolutely perfect grin. "I'm Adam Bishop."
Holland laughed. "Oh really." She had a quick thought that being hot and funny was a fantastic combination. But he wasn't smiling. Instead, he was nodding, unnervingly serious. And she felt a sudden, painful flash of embarrassment.

Fast paced #win