Now, he's immortal, invisible, and on a cosmic timeout until he figures out how to love someone other than himself.
THE CURSE? Three chances. That's it.
Three souls to touch--literally and emotionally--or he'll spend eternity as the world's sexiest ghost, watching humanity like an ex who can't move on.
He's had a century to think about his mistakes, which mostly means overanalyzing, oversharing, and occasionally committing emotional arson. But when connection finally comes knocking, Felix has to decide if he's ready to stop being a self-aware f-boy and start being human again.
THREE SHOTS AT LOVE. INFINITE WAYS TO SCREW IT UP.
Loren currently lives just outside of Atlanta with her husband, the cutest pups known to man, and three succulent plants that she’s managed not to kill yet. The thing about the plants could change at any moment however, so don’t hold her to that. She’s quite possibly the most awkward person you’ll ever meet and she will 100% blurt out something inappropriate if given half a chance. You’ve been warned.
By day she crunches numbers for her big girl job and by night she crafts stories that are equal parts plot and spice; for when you want your brain and your panties involved.