HOW DO YOU RENT A ROOM FROM A GHOST WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT?
This year was supposed to be different because Oaklynn had a plan.
Stop partying.
Stay away from guys.
Focus on classes.
Graduate!All she needed to do was find a place to stay near campus, and she’d be set. But when she finds the perfect room to rent, it brings the mysterious Damien into her life.
Her friend tries to warn her that he’s dangerous. He has secrets and darkness in his eyes. But the only danger Oaklynn can tell that he poses is to her attention. He’s all she can think about. Except, he’s hiding something, and when the truth comes out that her new roommate was murdered…a decade ago…nothing will ever be the same again.
So yeah, this year will definitely be different.
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EXCERPT:
Hudson sent me an atta-girl smile. “With her dimples, he would’ve been absolute putty.”
Starting to feel the very discomfort I’d been hoping to stir inside Damien, I backed toward him uneasily. He caught my waist in a comforting grip and pulled me safely to his side as I tilted my head his way and asked from the side of my mouth, “What’s wrong with my dimples?”
This was the second time one of his friends had brought them up.
“Absolutely nothing,” he murmured before lifting his hand in a staying gesture to the other three. “Will y’all drop it, already?”
Except Alec had heard my question, and with a snort, he motioned to Damien. “Dimples are, like, his kryptonite. Put ‘em on a pretty girl, and they send him straight to his knees. Every time.”
“Oh, really?” I asked, turning my head enough to send Damien a curious glance.
Scoffing, he challenged Alec, “Name one girl I’ve dated who’s had dimples.”
Both Alec and Keene opened their mouths to retort, only to frown and press their lips back together. They glanced at each other in question before Keene swerved back, lifting a finger as if he’d come up with a name, only to drop his hand and scowl some more.
“I mean, we gotta mention Madisyn,” Hudson finally said.
“Ooh.” My brows lifted. “Who’s Madisyn?”
The others only snickered, so I whirled toward Damien.
He huffed out an irritated sound and rolled his eyes. “I was eleven,” he explained. “And she was twenty-six and married with two kids. We did not date.”
“But, holy hell,” Alec was more than eager to gush. “She was his first crush, and he had it so bad for her.”
“Really?” I murmured, eager to hear more. “That’s kind of sweet.”
“Yeah. And you know how he only says about two words a year?” Alec went on. “Well, both words that year were dimples.”
Keene elbowed him. “Hey, Damien?” he said in imitation as he addressed Alec. “How’s it going?”
In answer, Alec sighed and fluttered his lashes dreamily as he glanced up toward the sky before placing both hands over his heart. “Dimples,” he sighed.
“Oh Jesus,” Damien muttered, not impressed. “I was not that bad.”
“Yeah... You were,” Hudson affirmed.
With an irritated sniff, Damien shook his head. “I hate you guys.”
Author Bio:
Linda writes romance fiction from YA to adult, contemporary to fantasy. Most Kage stories lean more toward the lighter, sillier side with a couple meaningful moments thrown in. Focuses more on entertainment value and emotional impact.
Published since 2010. Went through a 2-year writing correspondence class in children's literature from The Institute of Children's Literature. Then graduated with a Bachelors in Arts, English with an emphasis in creative fiction writing from Pittsburg State University.Now she lives with hubby, two daughters, cat Holly, and nine cuckoo clocks in southeast Kansas, USA. Farm girl. Parents were dairy farmers. Was youngest of eight. Big family. Day job as a cataloging library assistant.
Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can't decide). Justice League Team Flash. Arrow Team Stephen Amell. Stranger Things obsessed. Heard Laurel, not Yanny.
Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes.
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