Release Day Blitz + Review & Excerpt: In Harmony by Emma Scott

Title: In Harmony

Author: Emma Scott

Release Date: Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Tagline: “The root of all madness is an unbearable truth...”


The root of all madness is an unbearable truth…

At seventeen, Willow Holloway’s life was torn apart. The happy, driven girl is gone, and she is left wracked by post-traumatic stress her body remembers even if she does not. When her father suddenly uproots the family from their posh penthouse in New York City to the tiny town of Harmony, Indiana, Willow becomes more untethered and lost under the weight of her secret. On a whim, she auditions for a part in the community theater’s production of Hamlet and unexpectedly wins the role of Ophelia—the girl who is undone by madness, and her love of Hamlet… 

Isaac Pierce is from the ‘wrong side of the tracks.’ The town bad boy. Girls pine for his attention and guys are in awe of him. That he’s an acting prodigy only adds to his charisma. Isaac utterly disappears into his characters; the stage is the only place he feels safe from his own traumatic home life. He wants nothing more than to escape to Broadway or Hollywood, and leave Harmony behind for good. 

No one can play Hamlet but Isaac, and when the director pairs him with Willow in acting class, they clash again and again—neither willing to open their hearts to anyone. But clashing leads to breaking, breaking leads to the spilling of terrible secrets, and soon Isaac and Willow find Shakespeare’s words mirroring their lives. When they are cruelly torn apart, neither know how this play will end—with madness and heartache? Or healing, love, and the discovery of who they are truly meant to be. 

In Harmony is a standalone NEW ADULT love story, and is intended for readers 18 and up. PLEASE NOTE, this book contains sensitive material such as physical abuse, and the aftermath of sexual assault (off the page). Reader discretion is advised.


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Doubt thou the stars are fire,
 Doubt that the sun doth move, 
Doubt truth to be a liar, 
But never doubt I love.

Everything about this book was amazing. This is the kind of writing that made me fall in love with Emma's words in the first place. It was beautiful, it was heartbreaking and it was the purest love story there is. 

It was the easiest thing to fall in love with these characters and their beautifully heart-wrenching paths that ended up meeting at the most crucial point in their lives. Both Willow and Isaac have not had at easy, they come from completely different backgrounds and both of them are still hurting over past events. They are united by Shakespeare and their need to escape their lives and express their anguish through someone else.

I loved that part of the story, the theater, the acting, Shakespeare. It will make you want to read the plays for sure, if you haven't yet. I haven't read the ones mentioned in this book but I surely want to.

“And if we want to say something sweet to each other, because girls like that sort of thing, y’know…” “You don’t say?” “If you want to do that…” She bit her lip, thinking. “Act Two, Scene Two. A2, S2.” I pulled her close. “Remember?” Her lips parted, and her cheeks turned pink. “Of course I do. The letter. Never doubt…” “Never doubt, Willow.” I kissed her again. In that moment, it seemed so easy. So perfect, I could almost forget the words were written for a tragedy.  

The inicial intrigues for the new girl and the older boy with the drunk dad who is a talented actor grow and grow with every breathe of this book. Being co-stars in Hamlet lets them grow a friendship hidden from the outside world and Willow's parents, a friendship that keeps on growing too and allows them to open up to each other and share the deepest and darkest secrets they bare and then, along the way transforms into the purest and strongest love.
A love that simply is not allowed and is 'ruined' by outside forces but even with time and distance it is a love that will never perish.

I loved this story and these two with all my heart. It is the kind of book that hurts so good and is just simply beautiful. I highly recommend this one. I love Emma's books, specially the really angsty ones. She always blows me away whenever she writes a really angsty one. I'm very looking forward to her next duet because it's gonna be another one like this or better if it's anything like Full Tilt.

“I hope you find whatever you’re looking for when you do. But I also hope you don’t miss what’s right in front of you.” He clapped my shoulder. “It’s never too late. Those two words are the greatest, most powerful killer of hope mankind has ever invented for itself.”
Rate: 4,8 / 5 stars


I’m so…not into being with someone right now,” Willow said with a nervous lilt to her words. “Not for a while, anyway.”
I heard a whisper on the breeze, or ever again. A heaviness in her eyes hinted she had lost something and had almost given up trying to find it.
She hasn’t given up, I thought, a fierce admiration welling in me. That’s why she’s doing the play. To find it again.
In that moment, I vowed to try to cut out all the egotistical bullshit and jealousy over Justin. The dance was out of range now anyway. I couldn’t ask her to go even if I wanted to. Which I didn’t. My job was to help her find what she was looking for in Hamlet, however I could. Even as it dented my eagerness to get the hell out of Harmony.
Willow shielded her eyes from the sun and squinted at me. “So what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Do you like anyone?” she asked, her voice a half tone higher than usual. She laughed. “That’s such a high school thing to ask.”
“No,” I said. “If all goes to plan, I’m leaving Harmony, remember? Stupid to start something now.”
“Sure. Makes sense.”
A silence fell.
“Yeah, so I probably won’t go to the dance,” Willow said. “I’m not good in that kind of situation anymore.”
“What kind of situation?”
She shook her head. “Never mind. I should get back.”
Willow started to scoot down off the block. I held my hand out to her to help. She hesitated for a fraction of a second and then took it. I held my other hand out and she took that too. I steadied her as she hopped down and then we were standing face to face. Close enough I could see her pale blue eyes had lighter shards of blue in them, like a topaz. Close enough to smell the sweetness of her breath—coffee tinged with sugar. Close enough to dance if we wanted.
“Thanks,” Willow said, gazing up at me.
“Sure,” I said.
I still held her hands. She didn’t let go.
“So,” she breathed, still not moving.
I glanced down at our hands. I hadn’t touched something this soft and good in ages. The sleeve of her coat bunched up and I spied a black mark on the inside of her forearm, close to her wrist. Willow drew in a breath as I turned her hand over. An X, about the size of a quarter, was stark on her pale skin.
She tugged her hands away. “I really need to get back.”
Every instinct cried out to take her hand again, to ask her what the X meant. To lick my thumb and erase it off her skin. I didn’t know what it meant but the sight of it made my stomach feel heavy.
“I doodle when I’m bored. I told you that.” Her voice was sharp but her smile wobbled. “Let’s go.”
We walked the short distance back to town wordlessly. Back in front of the theater, Willow shouldered her bag and glanced around. “Thanks for today. I think Martin would be happy with our progress.”
“I do too.”
God, would he, I thought.
“So, I guess I’ll see you Monday?” she said.
“You have a ride home?”
“Oh, uh…” She still wouldn’t meet my eyes. “I was thinking of walking.”
“To Emerson Hills?” I said. “That’s a mile and a half and it’s getting dark soon.”
She raised her brows. “I’m not allowed to walk in the dark?”
“You’re allowed,” I said, “but I don’t want you to.”

Author Bio

Emma Scott writes romances with flawed characters, characters with artistic hearts: builders, poets, and writers of various makes and models. And love always wins. Always. 

Where to Find Emma:
Twitter: @EmmaS_writes
Instagram: @EmmaScottWrites

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