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Ember Beaumont never considered herself to be a risk-taker. Little sister, born and raised in a small southern town, quiet, shy, reserved - always following the rules and never stepping a foot out of line.

Until one night, something shifted - and decided to take the risk for her.

Harry Styles, however, is everything she's not. A thrill-seeker, cunning, arrogant, charming, cold and calculated. He knows what he wants and how to get it.

What happens when that thing happens to be a girl named Ember?

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The French had a saying for the feeling that she always craved, even though it scared her.

The feeling of driving a road at night and wondering what would happen if she turned the steering wheel suddenly to the right, down an embankment.

The feeling of standing on the edge of a cliff, wondering what it would feel like to jump.

To fall.

"That feeling? They call it 'l'appel du vide'," Harry slowly smiled. "The call of the void."