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320 pages, Paperback
First published October 13, 2014

SAVE ME AND I'LL SAVE YOU...
My name is Calla Price. I’m eighteen years old, and I’m one half of a whole. My other half -- my twin brother, my Finn -- is crazy.
I love him. More than life, more than anything. And even though I’m terrified he’ll suck me down with him, no one can save him but me.
I’m doing all I can to stay afloat in a sea of insanity, but I’m drowning more and more each day. So I reach out for a lifeline.
Dare DuBray.
He’s my savior and my anti-Christ. His arms are where I feel safe, where I’m afraid, where I belong, where I’m lost. He will heal me, break me, love me and hate me.
He has the power to destroy me.
Maybe that’s ok. Because I can’t seem to save Finn and love Dare without everyone getting hurt.
Why? Because of a secret.
A secret I’m so busy trying to figure out, that I never see it coming.
You won’t either.
“There is nothing quite so terrifying as the descension of the human mind into insanity.”
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he says against my neck, his lips brushing my skin.
“Why?” I manage to breathe…
“Because you’re so much better than I deserve.”
“Don’t ask, because I can’t tell you right now. Everyone has secrets, Calla, even me.”


By night, I am free.
No one hears my monster but me.
My freedom is fragile, though,
Because every morning
The night is broken
by the sun
It's a good way to die.





The quiet between us is loaded and charged and I don't know why. I don't know why I feel like I'm standing on a precipice and if I make one move, I'll fall.

















"Secrets. Everybody's got 'em." - Dare DuBray
















Nocte liber sum NOCTE LIBER SUM
By night I am free.
Alea iacta est The die has been cast. The die has been cast.
The die has been fucking cast.
Serva me, serva bo te. Save me and I will save you.
Save me.
Save me.
Save me.






Youcan’tYoucan’tYoucan’tYoucan’t. You’re crazycrazycrazycrazy. Don’tTellHerYourSecretSecretSecret.”
“FuckYouYouCan’tDoAnything. HurtMeMotherfucker. YouCan’tDoAnything. You’reSoFucked. HurtMe. HurtMe. HurtHer. Can’tDoAnything. KillMeNow.”Act normal

He’s worth the wait.
Despite our secrets.
Or maybe even because of them.

The chemistry between us is palpable enough to touch, weaving around us, pulling us together, the air snapping with its electricity.






Holy Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit...













"Secrets. Everybody's got'em." -Dare DuBray

Calla quiets the voices. She's the only thing that does.

He's go a million contradictions in his eyes...aloofness, warmth, mystery, charm, and something else I can't define.





















“Do you know what it’s like to not be able to change something?”
“…it should’ve been me in the first place. Finn is a better person than I am… Finn really is better. He’s funny and witty and smart, and his soul is as gentle as they come. He’s the one who deserved to be healthy. Not me. I’m the snarky, sarcastic one.”
“I’m the one he comes to when he’s afraid.”
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re so much better than I deserve.”
“You make me feel guilty… Because you make me forget that I’m sad.”

“I wrote this story the way it needed to be written. I couldn’t sugarcoat it. I couldn’t water it down. It is this way because the story demands it. I’m not sorry.”

“But just because we can’t see something doesn’t mean it’s not there.”

“My other half-- my twin brother, my Finn-- is crazy. I love him. More than life, more than anything. And even though I’m terrified he’ll suck me down with him, no one can save him but me.”







"He was my brother, my best friend, half of my soul. He was all of those things and more. He was more than anyone else ever knew of ever would know.
Because I was the only one lucky enough to really know him."
"Everything about him touches me... his voice, his story, his vuneralitlity that he tries so hard to hide it. All of it. I want him. All of him."






"Love is stronger than death."
