Her Secret Obsession
by PageCrave Editorial
When a black sports car cuts her off on the first morning of term, Sarah Smith is ready to kick its bumper — not to lose her breath. The driver steps out tall, broad-shouldered, and untouchable, hides his eyes behind dark sunglasses, and then steals the one empty seat she never expected anyone to take: right behind her. She tells herself she hates him. Her heartbeat tells a very different story.
His name is Bent Prince, and everything about him is wrong in the most distracting way. He answers teachers as if doing them a favor — that's the point. He drops the names of countries Sarah has never heard of. A sleek helicopter keeps landing near his house. His "housekeepers" are androids with silver hands and impeccable manners. And through all of it, he watches Sarah — quietly, constantly, like she is the only real thing in the room.
She knows better than to fall for a boy carrying that many secrets. She has a best friend who warns her, a rival queen bee who warns her louder, and a big brother whose whole mission in life is scaring off boys like this one. But Bent is patient, and impossibly gentle, and every time Sarah decides to walk away, he does one small thing that rewires her entire day. Midnight drives in a car that talks back. A costume dance where he stares at her instead of the crowd. A birthday gift so extravagant it feels like a warning. Somewhere between the second near-kiss and the third broken rule, Sarah stops counting. Obsession doesn't count.
Because falling for Bent Prince is not free. Every almost-kiss comes with a condition: tell no one. Not her friends. Not her family. The longer Sarah guards his secret, the more the lies pile up — until strangers in skull masks start showing up at the edges of her life, until a gorgeous, devil-eyed boy named Halo starts hinting that he knows exactly who she is, until one Halloween night at a nightclub called The Deep End, the lights go out, the music dies, and the game turns lethal.
Her Secret Obsession is a slow-burn romance about the pull of a first, all-consuming infatuation — and the price of keeping it. It gives you a heroine who is funnier and braver than she believes, a hero who hoards secrets the way other people hoard crowns, and a love story that would rather smolder than play it safe. The tension runs hot on every page and fades to black when it finally catches fire, leaving all the ache and none of the graphic detail.
Perfect for readers who devour forbidden-identity romance, jealous rival girls, loyal best friends, absurdly rich boys with garages like airports, and final pages built to make you gasp out loud. One boy. One secret. One girl reckless enough — brave enough — to fall anyway.
Some obsessions start before you even know their name. Hers began with a car door.
In our reading guide: The terms were clear. Nobody followed them.
