The real monsters aren't under the bed, they're in plain sight...and more frightening, inside of us all.
“I think you should leave.”
“You keep saying that,” he nodded.
“Well I mean it. Thank you so very much Mr. Wylder, but I am fine now, and my mom will be home from work soon.” I said, walking to the door.
“I'm sure you do. But you can't really live in a totally ignorant state. Don't you have any questions? ”
I stopped dead in my tracks.
“What?” I whispered.
“Do. You. Have. Any. Questions?” He said slowly, green eyes burning straight into mine.
Jezebel Sterling isn't normal. In her seventeen years, she has moved too many times to count. Her secretive mother won't tell her anything about her veiled past and when she asks about her father, she always gets the same answer; "He died in the war when you were little." Jez thought that was all the answer she ever would get, but then an attempt is made on her life and she meets a mysterious stranger who can give her the answers she so desperately craves...but does she really want to know the truth?