Author: Erin Hayes
Genre: NA Contemporary Romance Standalone
Published: February 26, 2016
Cover Designer: Cover Me Darling
My heart isn’t my own.
And I don’t mean romantically.
Six months ago, I had a heart transplant. Now I’m learning to live again with someone else’s heart beating in my chest. My scars both inside and out haunt my every waking moment.
Then I meet Rhys, the tattooed Yank that finds himself transplanted to my Southern hometown. Even though he’s haunted by his own scars, he’s determined to show me how to embrace my second chance at life.
I’m not sure if I can give someone my heart when it wasn’t mine to begin with.
And neither of our hearts will survive rejection.
They say that the blank page is one of the scariest things you have to face as an artist. Try being the girl who is writing a letter to the family of the girl whose heart you have beating in your chest. I’m not a poet or even a good writer. But, staring at the page, the words find me eventually. And I begin to write.
"I'm SO glad to have read this one. It left me feeling all kinds of warm fuzzies." - Contagious Reads
"Full of gripping emotion that will have you laughing one minute and crying the next." - Leave Me Alone I Am Reading
HAIM’s Days Are Gone Album:
'Falling'
'Forever'
'The Wire'
'If I Could Change Your Mind'
'Honey & I'
'Don’t Save Me'
'Days Are Gone'
'My Song 5'
'Go Slow'
'Let Me Go'
'Running If You Call My Name'
Badump. Badump. Badump. I close my eyes, listening to my heart speed up as he kisses me again. I can’t remember if the fluttery feeling in my chest feels different. I wonder if it gave my donor a similar feeling. It’s great, both the feeling and the kiss. Colors and emotions swirl through my head, painting a masterpiece. This kiss is the pièce de résistance. I didn’t expect this side of him. This passionate, artistic side of him that cares for his sister in a way that very few people could handle. I knew he was different when I saw how much effort he’s putting into the Triumph Bonneville. I just didn’t realize how different. I was serious when I told him he was an artist. I was even more serious when I told him that after the kiss. Everything is clicking into place in the most wonderful ways. My world is going in the right direction. And it feels wonderful, just like Rhys’s kiss. I want him.
Sci-fi junkie, video game nerd, and wannabe manga artist Erin Hayes writes a lot of things. Sometimes she writes books.
She works as an advertising copywriter by day, and she's an award-winning New York Times Bestselling Author by night. She has lived in New Zealand, Hawaii, Texas, Alabama, and now San Francisco with her husband, cat, and a growing collection of geek paraphernalia.
You can reach her at erinhayesbooks@gmail.com and she’ll be happy to chat. Especially if you want to debate Star Wars.
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