𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫.
𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭.
On the wild Danish coast, two broken souls collide-drawn together by secrets, silence, and a desire they can't name.
In a town that remembers every whisper, love is just another way to drown.
❝𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠,❞ I spit, though my pulse betrays me.
❝𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐦.❞
He doesn't smile. He doesn't swear. He takes the last half step like a verdict.
❝𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝,❞ he growls, brutal and soft at once. ❝𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰.❞
Alexis Carter was born to sing, to fill rooms with light-until the spotlight burned her alive.
Now, along the wind-brushed Danish coastline, she learns that healing isn't peace; it's confrontation.
That love can be a miracle or a mirage.
That sometimes the people we trust to save us are the ones who teach us how to breathe alone.
The Summerhouse is a story of friendship, love, betrayal, and the tender truth that surrender and survival are often the same thing.
A haunting exploration of loss, self-sabotage, and the quiet courage it takes to stay.
The sea keeps its secrets, but the truth always returns with the tide.
Looking at him from across the cafeteria my heart just stops. He bites his lower lip slightly as he reads the following words off of his new book, adjusting his hair from time to time.
How can someone you've spent all of high school trying to forget still be the one to hold your heart?..
Stop staring!
I look away and my eyes focus on something else... He's still the one I love. After all this time. I can't change that..
But he hates you.
I wince at the thoughts coursing through me.
You don't know that for sure..
Oh who am I kidding? Of course he hates me. If I was him I'd hate me too. A frown makes its way onto my face.
Maybe just one more peek..
I glance back at him only to see his blue eyes no longer on the pages of his book but on me. We lock eyes and everything else disappears for a moment.
My brown ones widen in shock. Shit! I try to look away but my eyes stay focused on him, and only him.
..Then something amazing happens..
He smiles.
*currently editing some chapters*
(This is sort of like the prologue. It is not in the book though. I wrote this so that you all can read it and see what's in store for this book. And I suck at descriptions so this is all I could think of. Also I curse a lot so yeah)
(#14 in teen fiction)