Series: Heartache Duet #1
Published by Self Published on 6/27/19
Genres: Young Adult
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Ava Diaz needs saving.
She just doesn’t know it yet.
Just like she doesn’t know a thing about the boy she sits next to on the first day of senior year.
He thinks she’s a brat.
She thinks he’s entitled.
Maybe first impressions don’t always last…
Because Connor Ledger’s about to save her.
He just doesn’t know why.
Heartache and Hope is mature young-adult Sports Romance, 80k full-length novel and is the first book in the Heartache Duet
THIS BOOK is precisely why you’ll never in a million years hear me complain about cliffhangers. THIS is a superb demonstration of exactly why I enjoy them so much. I’m actually dying right now… dying from that ending, dying for MORE. But that’s the point… it left me REELING. It left me DEVESTATED. It left me DESPERATE. It was so perfectly done! And this pain, this desperation, this NEED I’m feeling is exactly why I read in the first place.
Omgggggggggg!!!! This!!!! This is the book I’ve been dying for. This is the book that would unknowingly satiate all of my relentless cravings for angst and heartache and deliciously brutal teen drama but only momentarily because now I’m left hungry for more. THIS BOOK is precisely why you’ll never in a million years hear me complain about cliffhangers. THIS is a superb demonstration of exactly why I enjoy them so much. I’m actually dying right now… dying from that ending, dying for MORE. But that’s the point… it left me REELING. It left me DEVESTATED. It left me DESPERATE. It was so perfectly done! And this pain, this desperation, this NEED I’m feeling is exactly why I read in the first place.
I loved everything about this book. I love a slow burning, angsty high school romance and this one knocked it out of the park. All of the complicated emotion and the teen angst and the sweet, tender flirtation that can only truly be captured in stories set against the difficult backdrop of high school all culminate here on these pages and it was absolutely ADDICTIVE. I could not get enough. With every turn of the page, this book got netter and better. With each word, these characters broke me a little bit more.
It’s truly horrific what Connor and Ava have endured in their short lives. They each have been dealt a seriously crappy hand and they continue to battle those demons throughout this book. The light for Connor is basketball. The reprieve for Ava is Connor. What they come to mean to each other is SO BEAUTIFUL. But the impossibility of their circumstances is this palpable, devastating THING lurking on each page and it reaches into the reader and pummels the heartstrings until the very end.
I don’t even know what to say, I’m just blown away. I seriously loved this storyline. It’s powerful and tragic, this testament to our wounded warriors and how we continue to fail them everyday in this country. But it’s also the most breathtakingly beautiful testament to love, to HOPE. It pulled EVERY SINGLE EMOTION out of me as I read. It’s so sweet and tender, you can’t help but swoon. It’s steamy and sexy but never raunchy… perfectly done considering the age of these characters. It all felt so right, so good. So sad. It’s the perfect read if angsty high school romances are your jam but it’s also nothing at all like anything else I’ve read in ages. I’m desperate for more, I’m overwhelmed with both heartache and hope and I’m silently fist pumping Jay McLean because THIS WAS EVERYTHING.
They look like fireflies. The way the water falls from the sky, illuminated only by the streetlamps. I stand in the middle of the road, barefoot and barely breathing, my arms out, face to the sky.
I don’t know how I got here.
When I climbed out of my window, the sun was just setting and now… now I’m surrounded by dark skies and false hope.
I know I should go home.
That I should face my fears and tackle them head-on.
My mind travels the right roads at the right time to get me there, but my heart…
My heart takes me to Connor.
Outside his bedroom window, mud seeps between my toes, and the frigid air creates goosebumps along my skin. I raise my fist and tap, tap, tap on the glass.
A moment later, a light turns on. And then nothing. I tap again, my heart racing. The blind lifts and Connor appears, his eyes squinting. It’s clear he’d been asleep, or close to it. Hair a mess, he’s shirtless, the obvious beginnings of bruises mar parts of his torso, and I look down, shame filling every part of me. I bite down on my lip as he slides the window up. “Jesus Christ, Ava. What the hell are you doing?”
His warm palms meet my soaking wet elbows, and then his entire body is cocooning mine, lifting me off my feet and into his bedroom. My feet land on his soft carpet, and I look down at the mess I’ve made. “I’m dirty,” I tell him.
Inside and out.
Dirty, dazed and damaged.
About the Author
Jay McLean is an international best-selling author and full-time reader, writer of New Adult and Young Adult romance, and skilled procrastinator. When she’s not doing any of those things, she can be found running after her three little boys, investing way too much time on True Crime Documentaries and binge-watching reality TV.
She writes what she loves to read, which are books that can make her laugh, make her hurt and make her feel.
Jay lives in the suburbs of Melbourne, Australia, in her dream home where music is loud and laughter is louder.
For publishing rights (Foreign & Domestic) Film or television, please contact her agent Erica Spellman-Silverman, at Trident Media Group.