Blurred (Inbetween #2) by: Tara Fuller
Length: 352 pages
Release Date: July 2013
Imprint: Entangled Teen
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Synopsis: Cash is haunted by things. Hungry, hollow things. They only leave him alone when Heaven’s beautiful reaper, Anaya, is around. Cash has always been good with girls, but Anaya isn’t like the others. She’s dead. And with his deteriorating health, Cash might soon be as well.
Anaya never breaks the rules, but the night of the fire, she recognized part of Cash’s soul—and doomed him to something worse than death. Cash’s soul now resides in an expired body, making him a shadow walker, a rare, coveted being that can walk between worlds. A being creatures of the underworld would do anything to get their hands on.
The lines between life and death are blurring, and Anaya and Cash find themselves falling helplessly over the edge. Trapped in a world where the living don’t belong, can Cash make it out alive?
Tara Fuller writes novels. Some about grim reapers. Some about witches. All of course are delightfully full of
teen angst and kissing. Tara grew up in a one stop light town in Oklahoma where once upon a time she stayed up with a flash light reading RL Stine novels and only dreamed of becoming a writer. She has a slight obsession with music and a shameless addiction for zombie fiction, Mystery Science Theater, and black and white mochas. Tara no longer lives in a one stop light town. Now she lives with her family in a slightly larger town in North Carolina where they have at least three stoplights.
– A Tour of Cash’s Closet –
“So, you want a tour of my closet? Kind of like Cribs? Yeah, we can do that. But you should know that my closet, along with my room in general, comes with an enter at your own risk disclaimer.”
Cash pulls his hands out of his pockets and motions for you to follow him to his closet. He flicks on a light inside and turns around.
“Welcome to my lair. Er…I mean my closet.” He winks. “Remember, this place is like Vegas. What happens in the closet stays in the closet.”
He runs his hand along a rack packed with t-shirts and plucks a few off.
“As you can see I’ve got jeans on the left and my t-shirt collection on the right. Here we go…here are a few of my favorites.”
Cash laughs and hangs the t-shirts back up before pulling down a box from the top shelf. He sits down in the floor and pops it open with a sigh.
“This…hell, I don’t really know what all this stuff is supposed to be. Shit I can’t seem to let go of I guess.”
Pulls out a bag full of trading cards. “This would be my lame ass Pokémon trading card collection. My Dad thought they were ridiculous. Said we would just take a trip somewhere instead of getting presents that year. Christmas reminded him of my mom too much I guess. Needless to say, my world was shattered. So when Em’s Mom took her to see Santa that year, she asked for nothing but these stupid Pokémon trading cards. After she got them, she climbed out of her window and into mine and gave them to me. Said she couldn’t be seen playing with boy stuff, lol. She was always better at presents than me.”
He puts the cards back in the box with a sad smile and pulls out a book with a purple and white cover. “Harold and the Purple Crayon. When I was four, this was my favorite book. Mom used to read it to me before I’d go to sleep every night. I should have burned the damn thing years ago. I don’t know why I’ve kept it.”
He tosses it back into the box and shoves it away.
“Okay, enough of memory lane,” he said, pushing himself to his feet. “If you’ll direct you attention to the floor, you’ll get a glimpse of all five pairs of my shoes and box’s of old sketch books. Every sketch I’ve done since I was around ten is down there.”
He laughs. “And if you’ll do me the favor of notdirecting your attention to the top left shelf, you won’t have to see things Em would kick my ass for if she ever saw them.”
Shoves bottles further back and out of sight.
“What? It’s not like I drink them anymore.” He shrugs with a grin. “You never know when you’re going to need to celebrate.”
Cash ushers you out of the closet and shoves his hands in his pockets. “Alright, you’ve seen it all. And as much as I’d like to stick around while you snoop through the rest of my stuff, I have a date. If you saw the badass blade my girl carries around you’d understand why I don’t want to be late. See ya!”
– US Only
– 1 Paperback of Blurred and a Snake Armband
– 1 Paperback of Blurred and a Cash inspired T-Shirt