Close Enough To Break
When Emma Hartgrave exposes the darkest secrets of the music business, she doesn’t just risk her career—she puts a target on her back. But she’s not fighting alone. Liam Teller has been by her side through the madness, the heartbreak, and the war ahead. Together, they’ll burn it all down… if it doesn’t destroy them first.
"Mornings had become my sanctuary.
Liam was my sanctuary."
- Emma Hartgrave
“Own who you are. Take back the power to define yourself. Go get what you deserve—without sacrificing yourself for it.”
- Emma Hartgrave
After secrets, silence, and survival, Emma Hartgrave and Liam Teller have to decide: is their love worth the truth? Even if it burns everything to the ground.
A gritty, emotionally explosive, trauma-informed romance about what it means to fight for love after everything—and everyone—has tried to break you.
The band is back in L.A. Emma and Liam are finally together.
“Happily ever after” was never going to be simple.
Fresh off a whirlwind press tour in New York—and basking in the glow of a new relationship status, a chart-topping sixth album on the way (Revelations), and Liam’s spotlight-stealing solo collabs—the Hartgrave Tellers are finally breathing again.
Until they can’t.
When Emma’s home is broken into after a party—and two of her closest friends from the Heartbreakers Era suddenly go missing—the balance they fought so hard to build begins to splinter.
As Emma, Cara, and Marcus dig into the past for answers, long-buried secrets claw their way back to the surface. Old loyalties fracture. Trust frays. And the band who’s weathered every storm may be staring down its deadliest one yet.
Because some ghosts don’t stay buried.
And some stories refuse to end quietly.
"My complicated life. My career. My love life has never been… easy"
- Emma Hartgrave
"Let go of the pain men in the past have caused you—so you can let the one who loves you… love you back."
- Susie Hartgrave-Kang
"I can’t let you keep doing this to us. Not for me. And not for you."
- Liam Teller
“Hey, baby girl,” I teased. I was lounging on the couch with a blanket draped over me and a book in hand.
“Emma,” Liam groaned as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his bag by the open archway to the kitchen and living room. My place had a huge open concept feel to it. Everything was white and gold, open and light. Airy but warm.
He walked into the living room area, “I am not baby girl. You are baby girl.”
“Nope, it’s definitely you,” I grinned as he made a beeline for me, planting a kiss on my lips, then following it up with three more. “You just love to be taken care of—with kisses, cuddles, food, and all the attention in the world after your big, hard day at rehearsals.”
He sighed dramatically, flopping down onto the couch like a man who’d just fought a war. His head in my lap. “Stop. That does not make me baby girl.”
“It absolutely does,” I set my book aside, took his cap off and ran my hands through his hair.
He didn’t even bother arguing anymore. Instead, he turned and pulled me further down and into the couch, burying his face in my neck as his weight pressed me into the cushions. I couldn’t help but laugh at the sheer weight of him.
“Would you just cuddle me?” he mumbled, his voice muffled against my skin.
“See?” I smirked. “You are baby girl.”
He groaned. His arms tightened around me, and he rested his head on my chest like it was his favourite place in the world.