Novel Synopsis  “Macey, where are you?” Macey was my one-year-old black Persian cat, who was now sitting on top of...

Novel Synopsis  “Macey, where are you?” Macey was my one-year-old black Persian cat, who was now sitting on top of...

Jacob stepped closer, his blue eyes locking onto mine. “You keep running, Kristen. But sooner or later, you’ll have to...