C.L. Menegon

Harmony

Music is my happiest place and my darkest place. I come alive with it and I drown in it. Cut off and forced to fend for myself, I throw my soul into the rhythm of my own melody. What I didn’t expect was to find myself enraptured in the life of a rock star. His name is Asher, guitarist in one of the most famous bands in the world. Three weeks. That’s all I had before I was left bleeding out on the sidewalk—my heart in ruins beside me.

Asher

With a desperate plea from an old friend, I find myself walking through the doors of a hidden bar after returning from a month-long tour with my band, Chasing The Storm. What I didn’t expect was to hear the smoky, raw, and hauntingly beautiful voice that floated through the room. Finding myself lost in her harmony. Three weeks. That’s all I had before I became a walking corpse—a shell of the man I used to be.

Will they find the notes to their harmony or will it all crash and burn to ashes?

Up In Lights #1

Because You Said

CAMERYN

I was ten when my world was engulfed in flames, the memories in my bones sizzling to dust.

A broken girl left cradling the smoldering embers of her blackened heart.

I walked through life like a tortured ghost, just another shadow drifting in the darkness.

It was no different when my car rolled through the looming iron gates of Shadow Heads School of Performing Arts.

I covered my wounds, but Tyler Pierce saw the shredded flesh that flayed beneath the leather.

He pulled me out of the roaring inferno of my past.

Each hit of his drums matched the steady pulse of my bass.

I should have known evil before it unveiled its fierce, malevolent eyes.

When he was done with me, he relit the match, set me on fire, and watched me burn alive.

TYLER

I almost killed her.

Cameryn Ellis.

She stood in the middle of that dark, murky road, soaked in the blood of her past.

I saw the pain lurking in her veins, and she felt mine splintering the surface.

We were decaying bones trying to crawl out from the graves of our hidden torment.

We needed each other, whether we liked it or not.

Our haunted souls simply wouldn’t survive on their own.

But I had a secret, and the shrapnel of my past left me suffocating beneath the searing cinders of one buried truth.

The music never lies.

C.L. Menegon

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