BOOK TOUR: Secrets by Izzibella Beau (Excerpt)

Secrets

Izzibella Beau

Genre: Romance, LGBTQ, New Adult

Date of Publication: April 4, 2026

ASIN: B0GNRGBV3N

Number of pages: 154

Word Count: 40600

Cover Artist: Izzibella

Five voices. One lie. A harmony built to break empires.

Nat Moore arrived in Los Angeles with nothing but a voice that could crack open a cathedral and a past he swore he’d bury. Instead, he was molded into the reluctant center of Vesper Five—the industry’s newest obsession and Katarina Voss’s most ruthless creation yet.

Together they are unstoppable:

The Heart: Nat, the Oklahoma farm boy whose secrets could end the dream before it begins.

The Sky: Aydin, the billionaire heir chasing freedom in a cage of his own making.

The Fire: Harrison, the flawless prodigy whose temper threatens to burn it all down.

The Skater: Noah, street-smart survivor trading his soul for his mother’s salvation.

The Soul: Quinn, the quiet wordsmith tired of writing everyone else’s spotlight.

To the world, they’re brothers. To the charts, they’re platinum. And to the hungry media machine, Nat and America’s sweetheart Ember Kane are the ultimate fairy-tale romance—every touch, every kiss, every headline scripted to perfection.

Until the script starts to feel dangerously real.

Behind the velvet ropes and blinding lights, a forbidden pull is growing between two members of the group: one glance too long, one touch too electric, one secret capable of detonating the entire empire. As the stakes climb from sold-out arenas to career-ending scandals, the carefully constructed harmony begins to fracture.

In a city that devours the honest and rewards the fake, Nat faces an impossible choice: Protect the lie that made him a star, or risk everything for the truth…and the one person he was never supposed to want.

One band. One forbidden song. One lie away from total collapse.

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Excerpt

But
bus life stripped everything down. Back home, I had imagined late-night bonding
and guitars being passed around as a show of brotherhood. Instead, I
experienced relentless cramped conditions. The bunks barely fit me. I had to
curl my knees and tuck my shoulders just to get comfortable. Every bump in the
road rattled my spine, and the engine hummed constantly—a vibration that made
real sleep impossible. You didn’t rest on the road; you survived.

After
the shows, we drank. At first, we played harmless games and laughed, but it
never stayed that way. One night, Noah, who was already drunk, started the
decline with a game of “Never Have I Ever.” He wanted chaos, and he
got it. When he said, “Never have I ever hooked up with someone I
shouldn’t have,” Quinn and Harrison drank instantly. Aydin didn’t move,
and for some reason, that stuck with me.

The
questions grew sharper, cutting closer to things we didn’t want to say. When
the topic of jealousy within the band came up, Harrison drank slowly and
deliberately, making no effort to hide his bitterness. I didn’t drink, but I
felt a twinge in my chest anyway. Then came “Truth or Drink,” which
was worse because there was no hiding. When Noah asked me about my last real
crush, I said Ember. It wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the whole truth, either.

Harrison
leaned forward then, his eyes locked on mine. “Truth or drink? Have you
ever felt something you weren’t supposed to?” The bus went dead quiet, and
my stomach dropped. I thought about Aydin immediately—the bunk, the closeness,
and his voice. I grabbed the drink and downed it quickly without offering an
explanation. After that, Quinn watched me differently, as if he saw something I
wasn’t ready to admit.

By
the fifth round, everything was a blur of loud voices and sharp jokes. Harrison
became meaner and hinted that some people were in the spotlight too much.
Nothing was resolved; it just ended in silence with things left unsaid. Hours
later, I climbed into my bunk with my head spinning. I wasn’t ready to admit
what answering that question would have meant.

The
aux cord became a nightly war zone, with everyone blasting different music just
to annoy one another. The tension was always present. However, the night
between San Francisco and Portland was different. The show had been insane, and
I was too buzzed to sleep, so I went to the bunks to get some space. Aydin was
already there.

“I’ve
never clicked with anyone like this,” he said quietly. When I asked him
what he meant, he said it wasn’t just the music; it was me. He said that I just
understood him without him having to explain anything. My pulse spiked. I was
instantly hit with panic; I told myself that I liked girls, that I was with
Ember, and that I knew who I was. But I didn’t move. I stood there with his
shoulder against mine until Noah yelled for more shots from the front, and the
moment vanished.

About the Author:

Izzibella
Beau has been crafting stories since 2012, weaving emotionally charged
narratives that explore desire, danger, and the deep connections that change
everything. Now revisiting and rewriting her backlist while creating bold new
material, she writes across several genres, blending cinematic tension with
heartfelt romance and unforgettable characters.

With
a background in film production and screenwriting, Izzibella brings a visual,
immersive quality to her work—stories that feel as vivid as scenes unfolding on
screen. Expanding her creative world even further, she is also developing
original songs inspired by her books, offering readers a unique, multi-sensory
storytelling experience.

A
passionate animal advocate, Izzibella believes in giving a voice to the
vulnerable—both on the page and off. When she’s not writing, she stays happily
busy with her kids and pups at home in Georgia, always chasing the next story
waiting to be told.

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