"Sublimely creepy with a true Hoover pulse. I've been waiting on a thriller like this for years." Tarryn Fisher, New York Times bestselling author

Verity, an all-new romantic thriller from #1 New York Times bestselling author Colleen Hoover, is available now!

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of bestselling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish.

Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity likely didn't intend for anyone to read. Page after page of bone-chilling admissions, including Verity's recollection of the night their family was forever altered.

Lowen decides to keep the manuscript hidden from Jeremy, knowing its contents would devastate the already grieving father. But as Lowen's feelings for Jeremy begin to intensify, she recognizes all the ways she could benefit if he were to read his wife's words. After all, no matter how devoted Jeremy is to his injured wife, a truth this horrifying would make it impossible for him to continue to love her.

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“The most helpless person in this house is the one I’m most afraid of".

I pride myself on writing eloquently and making the readers feel all of my emotions as I try to put into words how a book has made me feel. Sometimes I get excited and you feel the joy pouring through my words, sometimes I’m frustrated and it shows, and then there are the rare times when I'm shocked and baffled. This doesn’t happen often but when it does, my good girl speech goes out the window. And ladies and gentlemen, this is one of those times.

What in the ACTUAL Fuck of ALL fucks did I just MOTHAFUCKIN read?!! Would you like me to repeat that? Do you want me to tell you how after finishing this book, I still have no fucking clue what happened?! Was this real, is it a mindf*ck, am I drunk?! Twelve hours later, I still haven't figured it out and I don’t think I ever will.

When you’re young they tell you these things:

Don’t run with scissors

Never go swimming after you’ve had a meal

Don’t talk to strangers.

When you’re an adult you learn to trust your instincts. They never steer you wrong and they keep you safe. When your gut is warning you of something, you listen to it and take notes. I knew from the minute I started this book that my emotions and fears were going to be at the forefront and I was right. I knew these things, I felt these things, and I embraced these things but I was still unprepared.

Despite the warnings, I went into the unknown of Verity and I have to say that even though my heart got bruised a few times, it was nothing compared to what went on with my mind. How? Why? WTF?!! Those questions were constantly on a loop in my mind and just when I thought it was safe to go back in with these crazy characters, I got fucked again!! No warning, no easing in to it, just straight mindf*ck!

I could tell you a little bit about the story itself regarding the roles that these characters play but I’m not going to do that. You want some insight? Read the Synopsis. What I can tell you is that this will not be an ordinary read and your guard will be on high alert which makes you feel like your losing your mind in the process! Is it real? Who’s manipulating who in this web of well spun lies? You’ll just have to read this one to find out.

Please Note: The author does give you a warning before things get crazy but I’m telling you myself, bring the wine and have a night light on!!!

Excerpt:

“What are you wearing?” Corey is staring down at my shirt, perplexed, just now noticing it despite having spent the last fifteen minutes with me. I look down at my oversized shirt. For a moment, I forgot how ridiculous I look. “I spilled coffee on my other shirt this morning and had to change.” “Whose shirt is that?” I shrug. “Probably yours. It was in my closet.” “You left your house in that? There wasn’t something else you could have worn?” “It doesn’t look high fashion?” I’m being sarcastic, but he doesn’t catch it. He makes a face. “No. Is it supposed to?” Such an ass. But he’s good in bed, like most assholes. I’m actually relieved when the conference room door opens and a woman walks in. She’s followed, almost comically, by an older man walking so closely behind her, he bumps into the back of her when she stops. “Goddammit, Barron,” I hear her mumble. I almost smile at the idea of Goddammit Barron actually being his name. Jeremy enters last. He gives me a small nod that goes unnoticed by everyone else. The woman is dressed more appropriately than I am on my best day, with short black hair and lipstick so red, it’s a little jarring at nine thirty in the morning. She seems to be the one in charge as she reaches for Corey’s hand, and then mine, while Goddammit Barron looks on. “Amanda Thomas,” she says. “I’m an editor with Pantem Press. This is Barron Stephens, our lawyer, and Jeremy Crawford, our client.” Jeremy and I shake hands, and he does a good job of pretending we didn’t share an extremely bizarre morning. He quietly takes the seat across from me. I try not to look at him, but it’s the only place my eyes seem to want to travel. I have no idea why I’m more curious about him than I am about this meeting. Amanda pulls folders out of her briefcase and slides them in front of Corey and me. “Thank you for meeting with us,” she says. “We don’t want to waste your time, so I’ll cut right to the chase. One of our authors is unable to fulfill a contract due to medical reasons, and we’re in search of a writer with experience in the same genre who may be interested in completing the three remaining books in her series.” I glance at Jeremy, but his stoic expression doesn’t hint at his role in this meeting. “Who is the author?” Corey asks. “We’re happy to go over the details and terms with you, but we do ask that you sign the non-disclosure agreement. We would like to keep our author’s current situation out of the media.” “Of course,” Corey says. I acquiesce, but I say nothing as we both look over the forms and then sign them. Corey slides them back to Amanda. “Her name is Verity Crawford,” she says. “I’m sure you’re familiar with her work.” Corey stiffens as soon as they mention Verity’s name. Of course we’re familiar with her work. Everyone is. I hazard a glance in Jeremy’s direction. Is Verity his wife? They share a last name. He said downstairs that his wife is a writer. But why would he be in a meeting about her? A meeting she isn’t even here for? “We’re familiar with the name,” Corey says, holding his cards close. “Verity has a very successful series we would hate to see go unfinished,” Amanda continues. “Our goal is to bring in a writer who is willing to step in, finish the series, complete the book tours, press releases, and whatever else is normally required of Verity. We plan to put out a press release introducing the new co-writer while also preserving as much of Verity’s privacy as possible.”

About Colleen Hoover

Colleen Hoover is the #1 New York Times and International bestselling author of thirteen novels and multiple novellas. She lives in Texas with her husband and their three boys. She is the founder of The Bookworm Box, a non-profit book subscription service and bookstore in Sulphur Springs, Texas.