The crowd is roaring my name.
Their cries drown out the gorgeous music as I slowly sink back to my knees, where I belong.
Utterly, desperately, completely alone.
“I hope I haunt you!” I shout at her retreating back from the stage.
“I hope you do,” she shouts back.
But I am the one who will be haunted.
If anyone is the heartbreaker here, it’s me, not her. I broke my own heart, and hers. And I have no idea how to put what I broke back together.
I can’t seem to get back up on my feet. All these people are waiting for me, and I can’t open my mouth. I can have pretty much anything I want in the whole world, except for her. She is the one thing I want and the one thing I can’t have.
Is it too late to start believing in hope?
I hope it’s not. Because right now, at this moment when I have zero reasons to start believing and even less reasons to start hoping—this is when I freaking start.
And this time, I’m all in.
There was once a girl who was lost.
And she met a boy who was lost, and they tried to save each other. And they did save each other, for a little while.
But then they got lost again, and even worse: they lost each other.
I was the lost boy and Eden was the lost girl—but she wasn’t lost in the same sense I was. She wasn’t just sad and bruised by life. She wasn’t just alone like me. No.
She was literally lost.
Her family had been searching for her since she was a few months old.
Eden the poet
The whole country knows my story. It’s tragic, it’s sad, it’s bad. It’s famous. But that was years ago. Now, I am just a girl trying to survive the trauma. Trying to relearn how to live.
And forget that somehow, in the middle of it all, I fell in love with the biggest pop idol on the planet.
Who now hates me for ruining his life.
But my love for him still haunts me, it won’t let me move on. I am stuck in a ghost of a life. I am a ghost of a girl.
I have broken into a million pieces and I don’t know how to be whole again. Love can do miracles, they say. But what love would ever be strong enough to heal me?
Isaiah the pop idol
I have been writing all my songs about her since the very beginning. These songs have made me a superstar, but my heart is still haunted by her. Still empty. Still bleeding.
The day I lost her, I lost everything. I lost myself.
The years passed, but my heart kept breaking. She pierced my heart, and a man does not recover from a love like that. From a girl like her–even if he is a pop idol.
The minute I meet her again, I know I am hers. There is no denying it: I never stopped loving her. Pretending to hate her was a waste of time and now, I have ruined everything. She doesn’t want me.
Is it too late to hope?
Is it too late to win her back?
Is it too late for us?
Haunt Me is a second-chance angsty romance about a pop idol and the girl who destroyed him. Prepare the tissues. The darkness will be off the charts with this one -but so will the hope. So will the heat. So will the love.
Haunt Me is a hate-to-love, angsty, second chance romance filled to the brim with darkness, romance and hope
Tropes: pop idol romance, enemies to lovers, strong female lead, Christmas, small town, tortured boys, found family, Jane Austen retelling, cute dog.
CW for traumatic childhood and religious events. No graphic scenes, but lots of angst. Contact the author for a detailed list.
Haunt Me is book two of the Heartbreaker duology.
The duology has a HEA and no cliffhangers.
