delyonworld

"I can't be pregnant for my uncle!" I muttered under my breath, staring at the results in a state of incredulity. 

Skylar has life's struggles all put into one burden on her young shoulders: the fight to balance school and work, to help with her mom under her uncle's hard rule. Life spirals right at the turn of one weird incident that humiliates her, costs her her job when it is discovered she is pregnant.

Then, when it feels like Skylar's world is falling apart, her mother remarries a very wealthy man whose twin sons immediately complicate her life. One has quietly watched her every move, while the other suddenly comes to her rescue, finding her torn between gratitude and suspicion.

As secrets unravel and hidden agendas finally surface, Skylar must manage a world of deceit, temptation, and betrayal. Can she find the way to retrieve her life, or is the danger too much to bear in this new family?

Lurk Color

The second I laid eyes on the crumpled scrap of paper, my stomach twisted into knots. It had been stuffed into the lining of my coat—folded so small it was damn near invisible. Whoever left it there wanted to make sure I found it, but not easily. My fingers trembled as I unfolded it, my pulse hammering like a war drum.

"Elias—don't trust anyone. Even the ones closest. Watch the mirrors. He's coming. -J"

The name struck like a hammer to my chest. Jonas had been dead for months—or so we thought. Buried. Mourned. Gone. But this was his handwriting. No doubt about it. A slanted 'J,' the jagged way he wrote his 'r's'—it was him.

I inhaled sharply, scanning the message again as if the words might shift under my gaze. Watch the mirrors. That part made my skin crawl.

Footsteps sounded behind me. Light. Cautious. My grip tightened around the note as I turned, sliding it into my pocket.

CHAPTER 75