Summary:
"Fast-paced and
thrilling. ECHOES is a heart-pounding and addictive love story." —Mia
Siegert, author of Jerkbait
They wake on a deserted island. Fiona and
Miles, high school enemies now stranded together. No memory of how they got
there. No plan to follow, no hope to hold on to.
Each step forward reveals the mystery behind
the forces that brought them here. And soon, the most chilling discovery:
something else is on the island with them.
Something that won't let them leave alive.
Echoes is a thrilling adventure about confronting the impossible, discovering love in the most unexpected places, and, above all, finding hope in the face of the unknown.
Echoes is a thrilling adventure about confronting the impossible, discovering love in the most unexpected places, and, above all, finding hope in the face of the unknown.
We are going to die.
That was the first thought that shot through my mind. Maybe it’s just a dreamwas my second, but then the plane dipped down again, shaking and rattling. I gripped the armrests like my life depended on it. Maybe it did.
Movement to my left told me Miles was awake, too. His eyes were wide, like mine. Normally, I’d have delighted in seeing him shook for once. But thinking you’re about to die has a weird way of bringing people together. “What the hell is going on?” he said. “I don’t know…turbulence?”
At the front of the plane, the door to the cockpit was open. The pilot looked back at us, his expression tense.
He yelled, “You kids, hold on—”
The plane plummeted, and my stomach shot into my chest. A scream got stuck in my throat. Air punched out of my lungs. The ceiling screeched and tore and buckled and peeled away, exposing the sky—
Darkness.
Am I alive? Dead?
My mind swam toward the surface of an endless black ocean. When I opened my eyes, a blinding light stung my vision. The feeling of falling was gone. We’d stopped.
Blinking against the pain, the first thing I could make out was the shattered TV screen dangling from the back of the seat in front of me. The same TV I’d watched only a few hours ago. Was it hours ago? A minute? A day? I had no idea. I touched my face and head—no blood, at least. How is that possible?
Beyond the broken TV, where a wall and cockpit door had once been, was nothing but a hole with frayed metal edges digging into the ground. Where was the front of the plane? Outside, where the wing used to be, were shrubs and broken trees, dirt and sand. And out past the sand, endless water. The ocean.
Holy hell.
Panic tightened my throat and my hands shook.
We crashed.
I had to calm down. Deep breaths in and out. Own the moment, own your fear. Don’t let it own you. That was my mantra in moments like this, thanks to years of kickboxing, and it worked. A little. My hands weren’t trembling anymore.
I was okay. I’d survived. Which meant anyone else on the plane—
Oh no.
Miles.
When I looked from the window to my other side, I was sure there would be a bloody corpse. But no. No blood on his white button-down shirt that I could see. But there had to be some injuries below the surface. And he wasn’t moving.
“Miles?” I croaked, my throat raw, as if I hadn’t spoken in days. No answer. “Miles?” I tried again, louder this time.
Still nothing.
I pushed up and out of the seat, my legs unsteady. I willed them to walk the few steps toward him while I held on to the backrests of my seat and the one opposite him.
I might not have liked him, not even the smallest bit, but I didn’t want himdead. He was spoiled. The personification of everything I grew up hating. Arrogant, rich, and egocentric, all of it bundled up into a single person. Hell, my family could probably pay rent and buy a month’s worth of food using the money he spent on a jacket or shoes.
Alice Reeds was born in a small town in
Germany but spent her first eight years in Florida, USA. Later on, she moved
back to Europe, where her family moved around a lot. She was raised trilingual
and has a basic understanding of Russian, read and spoken. After getting her
International Baccalaureate Diploma, Alice is studying English Language and
Literature at University. In her free time Alice mostly writes, reads, figure and/or
roller skates, or watches countless let's plays and figure skating videos.
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