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Ice Queen. That's what everyone calls Dafne at school. The girl with the striking looks of a Raven Princess but whose cold-steeled touch freezes everyone in her way. Her reputation works for her and she even likes it. People don't mess with her—except for her sister's infuriatingly handsome boyfriend, Ian, who loves pushing her subzero temper to its limits.

Life in Berryford is flowing exactly as she wants it—no drama, no boy trying to get into her pants—until she starts noticing odd, glazed-eyed students everywhere. Something weird is happening and, unusual enough for her, she needs to find out why. But when people start falling into a coma with no reason, among them Dafne's sister, she decides to take the matter in her hands, because if her intuition is right, this isn't something doctors or virologists can fight. This is something…more.

With frustration and guilt leading her way, and Ian forcing himself to her side, Dafne will step onto a road that'll open her eyes to why ignorance is bliss, why hate is so close to love, and why our imagination might be the most dangerous weapon ever known.


Breakaway

Andras paused to take a deep breath. My creator? He started laughing once more and it took him about another minute to end. Kastor is right. Humans are egotistical and crazy, he said. This isn't a dream, human girl. You are in Chimera. The whys of it are a complete mystery to me, and something I don't have time to ponder on if I want to save Smooch from punishment.


Thank you, young Andras. Thank you, Smooch started expressing gratitude again.


Stop the ass-licking and help me, I told Smooch suddenly annoyed. Comus said you were the one who was going to help me to get into the Garden of Wandering Souls. If this isn't a dream, then I'm wasting priceless time.


Chapter 47