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If You Only Knew
Corey and Tessa must overcome their dangerous pasts in order to have a future together.see full description
ON SALE: FEBRUARY 11, 2020
Corey has just been released from jail, and all he wants is a new beginning. But when his former gang comes knocking, Corey agrees to vandalize the home of Kent Hopper, the prosecutor who put him away.
To erase the guilt she carries from getting away with a crime, Tessa spends most of her nights riding her motorcycle. When she catches Corey destroying her father’s car, she doesn’t see a criminal: she sees a way to finally right her own wrongs. So instead of turning Corey over to the police, she convinces her father to give Corey a second chance.
As Tessa and Corey spend more time with each other, it becomes difficult to ignore the pull between them. But they’re both keeping secrets, and when those secrets come to light, they’ll each have to face their demons in order to have a future together.
All of us carefully pulled up the door of the detached garage, the only way out. When we’d first arrived there was still enough noise to cover our entrance, but the party had died down and the night was still and quiet and ready to turn on us. We’d managed to get the door high enough for all of us to duck out into the driveway when the sound of a car pulling up front made us all freeze.
The lights in the house blazed on moments later and the uncontrollable bark of a dog heightened the squirming in my gut that told me we were screwed.
“Run,” I’d barely said the word when the back door flew open and a girl shot down the steps straight at us.
“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
We scattered into the darkness. One of the guys slammed into my back and the other knocked down the girl. My foot stuck against an uneven part of the pavement and I struck concrete with a thud. I sprang up and ran to the fence separating the house from the woods behind it.
“Stop!” The girl screamed again. “Wha-wha-what did you do?” The horror in her voice grabbed a hold of my instinct to flee.
My hands were around the top of the fence.
“Ah!” A short, high-pitched scream made me falter. “Ow, ow, ow.” The girl hissed in pain.
I stared at the fence in front of me. My heart rate steadied, and breathing gained control. The girl let out another whimper and my hands retreated to my sides.
Go. Just go.
“This is an awesome story.” —Emily Hollman
“I enjoyed the backstories of each character and the fact that Corey is a bad kid, but is trying to redeem himself and is caught in a tough place. So far it's reminding me a bit of the Fast and Furious movies.” —Tara Tsai