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Corey and Tessa must overcome their dangerous pasts in order to have a future together.see full description
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Tessa honors her daredevil brother’s memory by street racing. But after getting caught, she hasn’t been allowed near the Mustang.
When Corey’s former gang leader comes knocking on his door, saying no places his family in danger. Saying yes to vandalizing the car of the cop who put Corey away might mean a one-way ticket back to jail.
After Tessa catches Corey destroying her beloved car, she should turn him over to the police. Instead, Tessa convinces her father to let Corey fix the damage he caused.
Falling for each other wasn't part of the plan, but neither Corey nor Tessa can ignore the pull between them. When danger comes knocking at the door, they'll both have to face their demons in order to have a future neither of them thought was possible.
All of us carefully pulled up the door of the detached garage, the only way out. When we’d first arrived there was still enough noise to cover our entrance, but the party had died down and the night was still and quiet and ready to turn on us. We’d managed to get the door high enough for all of us to duck out into the driveway when the sound of a car pulling up front made us all freeze.
The lights in the house blazed on moments later and the uncontrollable bark of a dog heightened the squirming in my gut that told me we were screwed.
“Run,” I’d barely said the word when the back door flew open and a girl shot down the steps straight at us.
“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
We scattered into the darkness. One of the guys slammed into my back and the other knocked down the girl. My foot stuck against an uneven part of the pavement and I struck concrete with a thud. I sprang up and ran to the fence separating the house from the woods behind it.
“Stop!” The girl screamed again. “Wha-wha-what did you do?” The horror in her voice grabbed a hold of my instinct to flee.
My hands were around the top of the fence.
“Ah!” A short, high-pitched scream made me falter. “Ow, ow, ow.” The girl hissed in pain.
I stared at the fence in front of me. My heart rate steadied, and breathing gained control. The girl let out another whimper and my hands retreated to my sides.
Go. Just go.
“This is an awesome story.” —Emily Hollman
“I enjoyed the backstories of each character and the fact that Corey is a bad kid, but is trying to redeem himself and is caught in a tough place. So far it's reminding me a bit of the Fast and Furious movies.” —Tara Tsai