Phoebe never meant to keep a secret so dark that it held the key to another hell entirely. She never meant to say I’m sorry. Lizzy Hartley disappeared over a year ago and is sending cryptic messages from beyond the grave. It’s hot in hell, and Lizzy wants people to know it. Destinies collide as Phoebe hunts for the truth about Lizzy’s disappearance. Assuming someone else’s identity is proving far more dangerous than Phoebe could have ever imagined. If she’s not careful, she might join Lizzy in hell. Excerpt They say to commit murder is a crime against your soul as much as it is another person’s body—an everlasting burden. I say it was a relief—like lancing open my own throat just to breathe for the very first time. But one corpse led to another, and soon I left my own life to step into someone else’s. I never meant for things to go so far. I never meant to leave a trail of bodies in my wake. I never meant to keep a secret so dark that it held the key to another hell entirely. I never meant to say I’m sorry.

Noah I thought I knew what love was. I’ve had relationships, but those were nothing like what I have with Elle. She’s taken over my thoughts, taken control of my days—she owns my nights. But something doesn’t sit right. Her family, her past—it’s like they don’t exist. I don’t want to dig. I don’t want to confirm anything that might prove me right. I’ve had enough to deal with over the past few years. It’s time to move on with the girl of my dreams by my side. But then I do a little digging. And I before I know it I’m standing in a grave. Elle I didn’t come from money. I didn’t come from anything. When you spend your childhood invisible, you begin to believe that actions don’t matter—consequences don’t exist—and your past will never come back to haunt you. Then I met Noah. He saw me. He made me feel important, special, and most of all real. But Noah and I are a house of cards. The wind is picking up. The ground is shaking. It’s time for me to go. I could run, but deep down I could never quit Noah. They say love is stronger than death. For Noah and Elle to survive, it had better be.