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Chapters (53)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Letter from the Author
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Contents
  6. • One •
  7. • Two •
  8. • Three •
  9. • Four •
  10. • Five •
  11. • Six •
  12. • Seven •
  13. • Eight •
  14. • Nine •
  15. • Ten •
  16. • Eleven •
  17. • Twelve •
  18. • Thirteen •
  19. • Fourteen •
  20. • Fifteen •
  21. • Sixteen •
  22. • Seventeen •
  23. • Eighteen •
  24. • Nineteen •
  25. • Twenty •
  26. • Twenty-One •
  27. • Twenty-Two •
  28. • Twenty-Three •
  29. • Twenty-Four •
  30. • Twenty-Five •
  31. • Twenty-Six •
  32. • Twenty-Seven •
  33. • Twenty-Eight •
  34. • Twenty-Nine •
  35. • Thirty •
  36. • Thirty-One •
  37. • Thirty-Two •
  38. • Thirty-Three •
  39. • Thirty-Four •
  40. • Thirty-Five •
  41. • Thirty-Six •
  42. • Thirty-Seven •
  43. • Thirty-Eight •
  44. • ∞ •
  45. • Thirty-Nine •
  46. • Forty •
  47. Epilogue
  48. Acknowledgments
  49. Excerpt from Be Dazzled
  50. One
  51. Two
  52. About the Author
  53. Back Cover

Kane’s knuckles were white around the edges of the book. “Talk to him. Learn more. We could get his file from school and see where he lives and…go there. And talk to him.”

“That’s a bad plan,” Elliot said. “We don’t know enough.”

“Exactly,” Kane said. “That’s why we need to investigate, dumbass.”

“He’s not on Insta,” Adeline said as she scrolled through her phone. “Not on Snapchat.”

Kane kept his voice level. “Isn’t that weird? And you said it yourself. You think he has something to do with my accident.”

Adeline shrugged again. “That was just a hunch.”

“Well, this is a hunch, too!”

“Both of you stop it,” Elliot said. “We can’t be operating off hunches. It’s too dangerous. And what if you’re right, Kane? What if he is the Dreadmare? Do you really plan to fight that thing?”

Kane absolutely did not want to fight the Dreadmare. He wanted to kiss the Dreadmare. Maybe. He slumped, defeated.

“Well, this has been great,” Adeline said, still on her phone. “Urs, did you bring me the you-know-what?”

Ursula looked around furtively, then pulled another bag of granola out of her windbreaker. She passed it to Adeline with cool discretion, like it was an illicit substance. Adeline took it with just as much drama, winking at Ursula.

“These girls get grabby after hour two, and I don’t share my snacks. You guys should leave soon. Kane’s sister is going to show up in about twelve minutes for her string ensemble.”

She left, leaving Elliot and Ursula to talk Kane down.

Elliot said, “I’m sorry Kane, but we need to focus on what we know. We know we need to unravel the reveries before Poesy does, or else she’ll take them away. We know she used you to break into Helena’s reverie, so unless we really mess up again, we’re good.” He didn’t say it, but he meant Kane blowing the whistle. “We need to prioritize our security first before we go on the offense against Poesy to get back Helena’s reverie, and hopefully Helena herself. People are going to start asking questions any day now, and we need to make sure we don’t come up as the answers or else we can’t help anyone. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah,” Kane mumbled.

Elliot ducked to look Kane in the eye. “Yeah, as in you’re good?”

A plan was forming in Kane’s mind, a daydream he had entertained in the event the Others didn’t agree. He looked at Elliot and attempted a perfectly resigned smile.

“I’m good,” he lied.

• Twenty-Five •

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