Teaser Tuesday: Last Girl Lied To by L.E. Flynn and The Raven's Tale by Cat Winters

Teaser Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by Books and a Beat. Bloggers choose two 

sentences out of our current read to pique others' curiosity.

Last Girl Lied to by L.E. Flynn
 

Something made him angry that night.

Something made her cry.

Something made Trixie disappear.

What if it was all the same thing?

Fiona claims she doesn’t remember anything about the night her best friend left a party early and walked into the ocean. But the truth is, she wishes she could forget.

Trixie’s disappearance is ruled a suicide, but Fiona starts to believe that Trixie isn’t really dead. Piecing together the trail of a girl who doesn't want to be found leads her to Jasper, Trixie’s former friend with benefits, and Beau—the boy who turned Fiona down, who loved someone else, who might be happy Trixie is gone.

The closer Fiona gets to finding out what happened, and the closer she gets to Jasper and Beau, the more she realizes that the girl she knew better than anyone may have been a carefully constructed lie—and she might have been waiting to disappear the entire time.

Told in alternating chapters between the past and the present,Last Girl Lied To is a gripping emotional thriller.

Teaser: 

I don't know how long it took us to become best friends. Two weeks, maybe. Two hours. Or maybe it was in the first two minutes after you hopped into my car, when all I felt was this rush of possibility. The funny thing is, I never should have met Trixie Heller. 

Jenn's:

The Raven's Tale by Cat Winters
 

Seventeen-year-old Edgar Poe counts down the days until he can escape his foster family—the wealthy Allans of Richmond, Virginia. He hungers for his upcoming life as a student at the prestigious new university, almost as much as he longs to marry his beloved Elmira Royster. However, on the brink of his departure, all his plans go awry when a macabre Muse named Lenore appears to him. Muses are frightful creatures that lead Artists down a path of ruin and disgrace, and no respectable person could possibly understand or accept them. But Lenore steps out of the shadows with one request: “Let them see me!”

Teaser: 
Good morning, ladies and gentlemen! I imagine myself saying from the pulpit in the pink sanctuary of our church. My name is Edgar Poe, and today, for reasons I don't fully understand, I'm obsessed with the seventy-tow bodies buried beneath us.