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210 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 20, 2013
“I fell in love with a broken boy.”
“Who are you?” Rock star? Soon-to-be-washed-up-musician would be a more apt description. Recovering addict? Well, fuck. That went out the window last night. Murderer? Yeah, that holds true.
I gape into Rhye Clark’s dark abyss. An empty, soulless cavity. An uncontrollable full-body shiver shakes me to my core, and my world changes. Instantly. Irrevocably.
My body naturally reacts to his, but it’s my emotions that I don’t understand. I want to protect him, shelter him, right every wrong; however, the most confusing aspect is not only do I want to fix him, but I want to fix myself. I want to be perfect for him, to be what he needs.
‘Don’t give up easily and remember that anyone who is worth your love is worth waiting for.’


"She fell in love with a broken boy."
"Who wants to live this life sober when the alternative makes you feel abso-fucking-lutely nothing?"
"I gape into Rhye Clark's dark abyss. An empty, soulless cavity. An uncontrollable full-body shiver shakes me to my core, and my world changes. Instantly. Irrevocably."
"His voice. God that voice. The deep, raspy tone gives me chill bumps just thinking about it. It reaches down inside and tugs at every string you possess."
"I suffer greatly for my sins. I've never needed a judge or jury because I crucify myself just fine."
♫ "And I don't know how you revived this ceaseless beating.
And made it restart.
I want you to stay,
inside this once wasted heart." ♫
“The music doesn’t run through my veins like it used to. It doesn’t lead me. It doesn’t sing through my blood and bleed out through my lyrics. It doesn’t make me feel anything anymore.”
“Sometimes we meet people and have this instant connection. I’m sure, in some cases, it can turn into love, but that’s after getting to know someone so intimately that you’re willing to take on their internal struggles as your own.”
“I’m lost trying to find my way. Inside your wasted heart.”

