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Drunken brawls. One-night stands.
No-show interviews. Toilet-papering my hoity-toity neighbor’s house.
Insulting my fans. Trashing hotel rooms.
What’s it take to become public enemy number one?
I just told you.
I’ve done all that and more.
My poor conduct got me on the Celebs Behaving Badly list
and ultimately ruined my career.
From the world’s number-one popstar to world’s most hated.
That’s me. Ten Stark.
Go underground, they said. Stay out of the spotlight.
Most importantly, stay out of trouble.
Everyone loves a good comeback story.
For once, I listened.
I met someone who didn’t know my name,
my face, or the bad behavior that defined me.
She taught me I wasn’t who everyone thought I was—everyone including me.
Then someone whispered my name and things got messy, as they always do.
Now I want her back.
I’m not a caterpillar, but a butterfly.
My wings are in full color, not just black and white.
But first, I have to shed my cocoon and fly.
Drunken brawls. One-night stands.
No-show interviews. Toilet-papering my hoity-toity neighbor’s house.
Insulting my fans. Trashing hotel rooms.
What’s it take to become public enemy number one?
I just told you.
I’ve done all that and more.
My poor conduct got me on the Celebs Behaving Badly list
and ultimately ruined my career.
From the world’s number-one popstar to world’s most hated.
That’s me. Ten Stark.
Go underground, they said. Stay out of the spotlight.
Most importantly, stay out of trouble.
Everyone loves a good comeback story.
For once, I listened.
I met someone who didn’t know my name,
my face, or the bad behavior that defined me.
She taught me I wasn’t who everyone thought I was—everyone including me.
Then someone whispered my name and things got messy, as they always do.
Now I want her back.
I’m not a caterpillar, but a butterfly.
My wings are in full color, not just black and white.
But first, I have to shed my cocoon and fly.
Aerie Boone is a toad.
At least according to every news outlet and online hater imaginable.
Accusations of lip-syncing.
Rumors of being dropped by my label.
Reports of celebrity feuds and rivalries.
And then there's my personal favorite...
The pending annulment of a marriage I can't even remember agreeing to.
When you're the sweetheart of country music, being a headline is a given.
Living the headline is more of an uninvited surprise.
I'm barely recognized for the massive success I've had.
Now I'm famous because people love to hate me.
I'm a public enemy, but no one knows my side of the story.
I'm beginning to think it doesn't even matter.
I'm burned out, hurting, and everyone thinks I have warts. Ew.
Becoming a shut-in is exactly what the doctor ordered.
Too bad my label has other ideas.
They send me a solution...
In the form of a red-haired, green-eyed man who wears sarcasm like armor.
I don't want a stranger in my house.
I don't want Nate.
All I want is to go back to a time when I wasn't a toad.
When I was country music's princess.
But going back is impossible.
Moving forward will change everything.
*Toad is a standalone novel
Aerie Boone is a toad.
At least according to every news outlet and online hater imaginable.
Accusations of lip-syncing.
Rumors of being dropped by my label.
Reports of celebrity feuds and rivalries.
And then there's my personal favorite...
The pending annulment of a marriage I can't even remember agreeing to.
When you're the sweetheart of country music, being a headline is a given.
Living the headline is more of an uninvited surprise.
I'm barely recognized for the massive success I've had.
Now I'm famous because people love to hate me.
I'm a public enemy, but no one knows my side of the story.
I'm beginning to think it doesn't even matter.
I'm burned out, hurting, and everyone thinks I have warts. Ew.
Becoming a shut-in is exactly what the doctor ordered.
Too bad my label has other ideas.
They send me a solution...
In the form of a red-haired, green-eyed man who wears sarcasm like armor.
I don't want a stranger in my house.
I don't want Nate.
All I want is to go back to a time when I wasn't a toad.
When I was country music's princess.
But going back is impossible.
Moving forward will change everything.
*Toad is a standalone novel