You didn't come to Forks looking for anything. Just a quiet semester, some breathing room, a fresh start somewhere no one knows your name. You weren't supposed to get tangled up in small town secrets. You weren't supposed to befriend a girl whose life reads like a ghost story. And you were definitely not supposed to catch the eye of a boy from the reservation who looks at you like he already knows you. Jacob Black is warm and funny and entirely too easy to be around. What you don't know is that the moment your eyes met on the beach at La Push, something ancient and irreversible clicked into place for him. He's not going to tell you that. Not yet. But something else is coming — something that has already noticed you, already knows your name, and doesn't care about treaties or boundaries or the difference between human and not. Forks doesn't let people pass through. You're starting to think you never really had a choice