Grace chi
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Buried Secret
Young Adult
Have you ever seen a ghost? Have you ever met one? You'd probably say no, but for Ariel Winter, the answer would be yes.
But who is Ariel Winter? Let's meet her first.
She's just a regular teenager-one who was far from thrilled about moving to a new town.
She despised the idea of living in a new house, attending a new school, and making new friends. And to make matters worse, her family had chosen to live in an archaic building.
"Oh my God! What am I going to do?" she mumbled and whined, but it was pointless-her parents had already made up their minds.
As she looked around her new room, something caught her eye-a necklace. A mysterious necklace. One that introduced her to an unexpected friend... a ghost.
Her first day at school turned out to be unforgettable when she crossed paths with the hottest guy in school-Damian Devin.
But wait a minute... who is Damian Devin?
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Meet Damian Devin, an 18-year-old high school student.
Cold as ice and infamous for his snobbish attitude.
Yet somehow, his striking good looks make up for it, as girls are constantly drawn to him.
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But what happens when Ariel agrees to help her ghostly companion uncover the truth about her past?
What secrets are waiting to be revealed?
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