❝Oh, Oakley. . . What have you done?❞ Well, they say it's best to start at the beginning, but when the story gets so twisted and out of hand, who really knows where the beginning starts? The Outer Banks is not the paradise Earth talks about. It's nowhere near the Eden, and it's oceans hide the stories that lie underneath it with such ferocity no one has ever dared defy it to uncover the truth. No one ever expects a book not to end in a happily ever after. We're never warned about the possible turn in events, so we always expect the sun to shine once more and the dead to rise again. But like in every other story, nothing can always go well. And this wouldn't be a book if it had always been doomed to have a merry climax and an even merrier ending. And the island is about to realize that we should never trust anyone. Not even ourselves- Much less ourselves. That danger hides where you least expect it. The story of the Pogues is about to become the story of the paradisiacal island of the Outer Banks. Oakley Clifton is about to realize that love will always overpower every feeling inside her body. And JJ Maybank is about to find out that he truly, honestly needs nothing more than one soul to swim through the tsunami of the mayhem. Unconsciously, the Pogues learn that love goes beyond anything they've ever known. And it becomes all they know. BOOK 2 OF THE "THE MESS WE'VE MADE" SERIES.
24 parts