She came to the sea to disappear.
He was the reason she couldn't.
Two broken souls collide on the wild Danish coast-drawn together by secrets, silence, and a pull neither of them can name.
In a town that remembers everything, love is just another way to drown.
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"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."
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Alexis had everything-music filling stadiums, a love that promised forever, a dream so bright it felt untouchable. But dreams fracture. Promises bend. And sometimes the life you've built begins to slip through your fingers like water.
Escaping London's stages and spotlights, Alexis retreats to her grandparents' summerhouse on the wild Danish coast. Here, she can vanish. Here, she can pretend she isn't a rising star unraveling at the seams.
But Rørvig has a way of exposing what people hide. The Erikson brothers-magnetic, notorious, and tied to her past in ways she barely remembers-pull her into their orbit. Especially Tobias: sharp-tongued, infuriating, impossible to ignore. With him, her disguises falter; her lies unravel.
As the tides of this coastal town close around her, Alexis must confront what she's been running from: that healing isn't the same as hiding, and that sometimes the hardest person to face is yourself.
The Summerhouse is a story of longing and reinvention, of the fragile line between pretending and becoming-and of a girl learning whether she can surrender to the sea's pull without losing herself to the depths.
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Content note: This novel explores themes of grief and loss, abuse, strong language, intimate relationships, addiction, and anxiety.
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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)