Hang On Synopsis


There's no such thing as soulmates.

And yet, by the time they reach puberty, every citizen in the underground world of the Terraverse cries out a name in their sleep. The name of a person they feel intensely connected to, someone they dream of and long for. But no one finds their soulmate in the Terraverse and the people who believe too hard, miss too much, suffer the Flash-Out. Their blood glows white, and then they die.

Natalie's sister just flashed out. She knows better than anyone that soulmates are no more than personal angels of death. Everyday, she fights to help others hang on to the Terraverse and the ones they love in the real world. Then, at a concert one night, she receives a phone call from a boy who claims he's David, her soulmate.

He knows things he shouldn't know and his words touch the deepest part of her soul. As the Terraverse tumbles deeper and deeper into chaos, Natalie realizes that she needs to risk everything to find David. But flashing out catapults her into an apocalyptic landscape where only the memories of her life with David on the long-forgotten Earth will keep her alive.

It's time to hang on.

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