Summary (via the author's website): "Violet Ambrose is grappling with two major issues: Jay Heaton and her morbid secret ability. While the sixteen-year-old is confused by her new feelings for her best friend since childhood, she is more disturbed by her "power" to sense dead bodies—or at least those that have been murdered. Since she was a little girl, she has felt the echoes that the dead leave behind in the world... and the imprints that attach to their killers.
Violet has never considered her strange talent to be a gift; it mostly just led her to find the dead birds her cat had tired of playing with. But now that a serial killer has begun terrorizing her small town, and the echoes of the local girls he's claimed haunt her daily, she realizes she might be the only person who can stop him.
Despite his fierce protectiveness over her, Jay reluctantly agrees to help Violet on her quest to find the murderer—and Violet is unnerved to find herself hoping that Jay's intentions are much more than friendly. But even as she's falling intensely in love, Violet is getting closer and closer to discovering a killer... and becoming his prey herself."
Review: So, I pegged the profession of the killer from early on. And to be honest, I don't know how I felt about the romance. On the one hand, I love it. I'm all about the lovey-dovey stuff -- just as much as the "and then he looked at me twice" stuff, which, come to think of it, might be what was lacking for me.
In summary, it was a good book; well-written, interesting, fairly clever. And, THANK GOODNESS, she showed instead of telling, which, as aforementioned, has been driving me nuts lately.
Goodreads Shelves: fluffy, is-this-a-kissing-book