Noelle Wolfe spends her Christmas vacation writing about her favorite character; a boy warrior from an amazon tribe, born as the personification of Destiny. In the real world, however, she attends high school and lives with her twenty-one year old husband, Christopher. Six months living together have been peaceful enough, if not too good to be true for a girl raised on physical abuse, but on the night Christopher gives her a pocket watch for Christmas, her dreams start to become reality.
She wants to believe that everything happens for a reason, because how can anything be pure coincidence? Her very own characters are coming to life, preferring flesh and bone over the body paragraphs of grey graphite and black ink. Childhood inclinations derail into dangerous territory now, becoming the idle fantasies born from obsession. Has her favorite villain finally arisen to infiltrate her daily life, seeking to destroy everything she’s known and believed in? And why does that boy, Sunnie Tafoya, keep dying in her dreams? What sort of connection do they share?
Her hyperactive imagination starts to wreak havoc across reality, and Noelle must learn to separate her fantasies from delusion before she winds up endangering the one she loves.