Kisses in Heartache

Kisses in Heartache: A Novel Copyright © 2022-2023 by Vanessa Luisa. Published by VL Publishing. All rights reserved. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, scanning, or by any other electronic or mechanical methods, including information storage and retrieval systems, without the prior written permission of author Vanessa Luisa, except for the use of brief quotations embodied in critical book reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. This book is licensed for the purchaser of this book/eBook ONLY. If you are reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for you, kindly find your favorite retailer, and purchase your own copy. This book may not be re-sold or given away to other people, kindly purchase an additional copy for each recipient. Please respect the author and author’s work. NOTE: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this publication are fictitious and are all products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events or locations is purely coincidental. The author acknowledges the trademark status and trademark owners of various products, brands, and/or restaurants referenced in the work of fiction which have been used without permission. The publication/use of these trademarks is not authorized, associated with, or sponsored by the trademark owners. Kisses In Heartache Cover Design: Lori Jackson Cover Photographer: Daniel Jaems (Paperback Model) Editor: Rebecca’s Fairest Reviews, Emily A. Lawrence, Kelly Allenby Proofreader: Emily A. Lawrence, Gemma Woolley Formatter: Stacey at Champagne Book Design ISBN: 978-0-6450535-9-3, ISBN: 978-0-6450535-8-6 Copyright © 2022-2023, VL Publishing. All rights reserved. www.vanessaluisa.com This book contains mature content. TABLE OF CONTENTS TITLE PAGE ABOUT THIS BOOK EPIGRAPH PLAYLIST PART ONE CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE CHAPTER SIX CHAPTER SEVEN CHAPTER EIGHT CHAPTER NINE CHAPTER TEN CHAPTER ELEVEN CHAPTER TWELVE CHAPTER THIRTEEN CHAPTER FOURTEEN PART TWO: CHAPTER FIFTEEN CHAPTER SIXTEEN CHAPTER SEVENTEEN CHAPTER EIGHTEEN CHAPTER NINETEEN CHAPTER TWENTY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE CHAPTER THIRTY CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE CHAPTER FORTY CHAPTER FORTY-ONE CHAPTER FORTY-TWO CHAPTER FORTY-THREE CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR EPILOGUE PREVIEW OF REMEMBER I'M YOURS ACKNOWLEGMENTS ALSO BY VANESSA LUISA ABOUT THE AUTHOR CONNECT WITH VANESSA LUISA He’s forbidden, a blue-eyed daydream, and… my gorgeous childhood rival. The first time I locked eyes with Tate Meadows, I drowned in an allusive game of he loves me, he loves me not, and I haven’t recovered since, no matter how deeply he hates me now. Tate wasn’t only my first love… He’s my first heartache. Frenemy Regret. He’s the broken rebel with a cause who saved me. I’m the pink-obsessed good girl, riddled in depression. Together, we’re forbidden, forced into our elite parents’ Manhattan feud. But I would have loved him till the end of time, only… I ruined us instead. When we were younger, Tate promised we’d escape to the moon. Now, his heated gaze only promises one thing… complete and utter carnage. And if it’s anything I know, it’s that he always wins. Always. Until he doesn’t… Kisses in Heartache is an angsty and emotional childhood rivals, slow burn romance standalone. To that vintage rock ‘n’ roll, drive-in cinema, and heart-shaped candy kinda love… And to Mamma, Nonna, and Nonno, My love for you all is infinite. <3 “Is your heart filled with pain? Shall I come back again? Tell me dear, Are you lonesome tonight?” ELVIS PRESLEY, ‘ARE YOU LONESOME TONIGHT?’ Theme Song: “Wish You Were Here” — Pink Floyd “White Mustang” — Lana Del Rey “Cinema - Acoustic” — Gary Go “Black and Blue” — Ramsey “Are You Lonesome Tonight?” — Elvis Presley “Them and Us” — Pink Floyd “Nights” — Makk Mikkael “Enough” — Fornicras “Kiss Me Harder” — Jordan Fiction “Smells Like Teen Spirit” — Nirvana “Sad Sex” — Ängie, Tail Whip “Are You Filming Me?” — twst “Are You Even Real?” — James Blake “Surrender” — Elvis Presley “My Girl” — The Temptations “Crazy” — Patsy Cline “Pixie Hollow and Purgatory” — Alexis Munroe “Boys Like You” — Tanerélle “Fade to Blue” — Roniit “Silver Lion” — Tsar B “Terrible Thing” — AG “Heat” — L.A. Rose “Can’t Stop” — Red Hot Chili Peppers “Somebody Else” — The 1975 “To Build A Home” — The Cinematic Orchestra, Patrick Watson PAST. Seven Years Prior. London and Tate are ten. Thundery pearl-sized raindrops have always been my escape whenever I want to run away from the world as I know it. Daddy and Mommy say nothing good can ever come of it, but for me, it’s hope, and after every wintery storm, the kaleidoscope of colored rainbows warms my soul. They’re my favorite parts of every Manhattan storm. The rainbows. Every time, I run up to the window so fast, I slam my nose against the cold glass, fogging it up with my every breath. My little hands spread against the glass as I stare out. I love the way my baby-blue eyes sparkle back at me through the reflection as I look out at the wonderland of colors. Violet is my favorite, but I do desperately wish there were pink. Or soft rose. Or magenta. Or anything other than blue. I hate blue. It reminds me of the blotches of the dark blue marks my daddy leaves on my skin whenever he drinks too much. They hurt and make salty tears rush down my cheeks. But Mommy never stops him. Never stops him from hitting me. He says he’s not happy. Not happy with me. That it’s all my mom’s fault. That it’s all mine. But I don’t know why. I don’t know why they don’t love me. Why they never hold my hands like the other kids’ parents do. They