Split personalities? I won't rule it out.
A little crazy? Possibly.
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Where there is power, there is fear.
Especially when you don’t know you’re different.
Seventeen-year-old Ari has never been one to wish for a life less ordinary.
So when less ordinary lands her in a dark alley, alone and altered, she doesn’t know how to cope or where to go.
Someone is drugging the fairest of them all and leaving them in the dark corners of the forests surrounding Port Mackenzie.
The violent acts shroud the harbour town in mystery and fear.
In a town where doors are left unlocked and everyone knows everyone else, Aimee James, the unlikeliest of them all, finds herself the next target.
Kisses, kindred spirits, and killings.
The three things that sum up a Christmas in Crimson Cove.
When Christmas break starts, everyone assumes there will be an armistice.
But the killer thing about Christmas parties is someone always spikes the eggnog.
Flirting, first love, fighting for your life.
All the things that represent a spectacular fall in Crimson Cove, named after the sight one sees when the trees all turn red in the crisp autumn air.
When school starts and the events of the summer no one is likely to forget haven't been solved, the five girls decide to take matters into their own hands.
If at First
Sun, Sand, and Sexy Boys.
These are the three things needed to make a stellar summer.
Unless of course you live in Crimson Cove, where you also have to account for dead bodies and missing persons.
Where were you when the lights went out?