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About YOU WILL BE MINE:Love turns deadly in a new, heart-pounding thriller from Natasha Preston, author of the runaway bestsellers The Cellar and The Cabin.
ROSES ARE RED
VIOLETS ARE BLUE
WATCH YOUR BACK
I’M COMING FOR YOU
Lylah and her friends can’t wait to spend a night out together. Partying is the perfect way to let loose from the stress of life and school, and Lylah hopes that hitting the dance floor with Chase, her best friend, will bring them closer together. She’s been crushing on him since they met. If only he thought of her the same way…
The girls are touching up their makeup and the guys are sliding on their coats when the doorbell rings. No one is there. An envelope sits on the doormat. It’s an anonymous note addressed to their friend Sonny. A secret admirer? Maybe. They all laugh it off.
Except Sonny never comes home. And a new note arrives:
YOUR TURN
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Excerpt:
Smirking over his shoulder as he walks away, Chace asks, “Are you coming or not?”
I grab the photo off the bar and follow him back to our table, where he sets down the tray. I slap the photo next to the drinks.
“That was left behind the bar, along with money for a free round,” I blurt.
Chace might not be worried, but surely one of my friends will make the connection. I can count on Sienna and Charlotte…I think.
“That’s us,” Isaac states.
“Congratulations, Sherlock,” Chace mutters sarcastically.
Sonny picks up his drink and raises it. “Well, thanks to the mystery drink fairy.”
“Why would someone take our photo?” Charlotte asks.
“Exactly!” I exclaim.
“So the bartender would know who to give the drinks to,” Isaac replies with an eyeroll. “Obviously.”
But I’m not buying it. “Why keep it a secret?”
Isaac shrugs. “I don’t know, Lylah. Drink up. The show’s about to start.
I don’t understand why no one is taking this seriously. It doesn’t make sense.
“What’s on the back of the photo?” Sienna asks.
“Huh?” Chace says.
“The edge is peeling.” She picks it up and pulls at the black shiny backing.
What the hell?
When the backing peels off, Sienna looks at the photo, then drops it on the table like it’s burned her. The small black square looks like the note Sonny received earlier with cut-out letters.
TICK TOCK, SONNY
I grab the photo off the bar and follow him back to our table, where he sets down the tray. I slap the photo next to the drinks.
“That was left behind the bar, along with money for a free round,” I blurt.
Chace might not be worried, but surely one of my friends will make the connection. I can count on Sienna and Charlotte…I think.
“That’s us,” Isaac states.
“Congratulations, Sherlock,” Chace mutters sarcastically.
Sonny picks up his drink and raises it. “Well, thanks to the mystery drink fairy.”
“Why would someone take our photo?” Charlotte asks.
“Exactly!” I exclaim.
“So the bartender would know who to give the drinks to,” Isaac replies with an eyeroll. “Obviously.”
But I’m not buying it. “Why keep it a secret?”
Isaac shrugs. “I don’t know, Lylah. Drink up. The show’s about to start.
I don’t understand why no one is taking this seriously. It doesn’t make sense.
“What’s on the back of the photo?” Sienna asks.
“Huh?” Chace says.
“The edge is peeling.” She picks it up and pulls at the black shiny backing.
What the hell?
When the backing peels off, Sienna looks at the photo, then drops it on the table like it’s burned her. The small black square looks like the note Sonny received earlier with cut-out letters.
TICK TOCK, SONNY
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About Natasha Preston:
UK native Natasha Preston grew up in small villages and towns. She discovered her love of writing when she stumbled across an amateur writing site and uploaded her first story and hasn't looked back since.
She enjoys writing contemporary romance, gritty Young Adult thrillers and, of course, the occasional serial killer.
