By Marianne Curley
Ebony has regularly recognized that she is assorted. Her violet eyes mark her out, and her protecting mom and dad have stored her in a beautiful valley, home-schooled, secure from every thing - nearly as though she's being hidden. yet she's altering: sparkling, getting progressively more attractive, and greater than somebody is familiar with. Ebony cannot remain hidden for ever, and while she meets advanced, severe Jordan, whatever explodes inside of her - whatever that may be noticeable from the heavens; whatever that alterations every little thing. Ebony is a stolen angel, hid on the earth. Now the heavens have came upon her, they wish her again.