by Mia Hoddell
Genre: YA Romance
Release Date: 26th February 2014
Jenna Shaw ran away to escape her past. In fact, she jumped on a plane and flew to Portugal to try and forget it. However, it turns out leaving everything behind isn’t as easy as it sounds.
She thought she could move on and break free of her fears—that if she had some space the pain would stop. But as memories resurface due to an ill-timed joke, the past crashes into her present once more and she didn’t see it coming.
Jenna’s plans for normality are derailed by the charismatic Ethan Brooks. She sees him as an annoyance; he sees her as a challenge. But as he tries every trick known to him to impress her, they only serve to push her further away. He’s never faced this problem before and Ethan has to work harder than he ever has if he wants to win over and help his mysterious girl.
the ripples around her pushed it closer towards her feet. The deep crimson only
grew darker as it surrounded her.
panic. Her chest constricted, an unbearable pressure tightening like a boa
constrictor refusing to release her from its clutches. Her throat felt dry, her
increased breathing doing nothing to help the situation as she forced herself
to swallow in the hope of dislodging the lump that had formed there.
as she laid there, her turquoise bikini embellished with golden sequins shining
in the sun as her back tanned slowly. Bringing up an arm to adjust her
chestnut-brown hair that was dangling in the water, she tried to pull away
before the colour reached her and tainted the beautiful locks. The damage done
would be irreparable if it touched her.
blades, the damp tips feeling nice as they cooled her back by trailing droplets
of water down either side. She tried not to flinch as her gaze returned to the
bloodied water that lapped at the li-lo beneath her chin. With every wave it
seemed to grow closer, making its way further up the yellow plastic to try and
touch her. The tapping that was normally so soothing tormented her now, like a
crowd clapping and cheering her sanity on as it fled for safety.
Shuffling back, she put a bigger distance between her face and the abnormal
pool beneath her. As her toes dipped into the cool water behind her though, she
flinched, automatically drawing herself up so that no part of her body was near
the edge. No matter how disgusted she was, she couldn’t stop staring; her eyes
were hypnotised by the gentle movements that swirled the colour into the water
even more. The red had become so thick that not one tile beneath the surface
fourteen and since then hasn’t stopped writing. Elemental Killers is her second series and with an ever growing
list of ideas, Mia is trying to keep up with the speed at which her imagination
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