Published by: SELF-PUBLISHED

Page: 300

Genre: Romance, New Adult, Mental Health,



Paige Simon was the only girl Declan ever loved. The only one capable of silencing his voices, the only person to ever have faith in who he was, until the day her faith turned to doubt and destroyed everything they’d made together.

Declan O ’Connell was the only person Paige could be herself with. The only one she could rely on, until the day she was forced to make a choice that would condemn them both.

They’ve had years apart, and second chances don’t belong to the damned. But when you come face to face with your savior, it’s almost impossible to walk away. In order to move beyond the sins of their past, and forever silence the demons in his head, they’ll have to risk it all.

But with love, there are real reasons to be afraid and, sometimes… your salvation is your damnation.


“You are a terrible person.
You deserve to be alone.
You’re nothing but garbage.”


How could someone hold back the anger and devastation when they have lost it all? How can they keep going on when the voices in their head deludes their reality?  Their waves of emotions are being swiped into an undertow, lost in the abyss of darkness; yet all they want is to breathe. Is to climb up to the surface and be able to live…again.   Possession by A.M. Johnson, tells us a story about two souls lost in the night finding their way back to each other, breaking the barriers of what consumes them, and putting an image on mental health.

Declan only wants to be happy, but he doesn’t believe he should be. He suffers from his demons; the ones that walk right by his side each day. He believes that he’s like a walking zombie, physically he is alive but mentally he’s dead. His mind is controlling, forbidden, and destructive. You ache for his pain; this beautiful person is a torcher soul. Declan wants freedom from the mental issues his mind is consumed by.  Growing up, his father was absent in his life because he was too busy drinking then to even care for their family; however, his brothers and mother gave him a strong support team through his pain.  One person who made the “voices” go away was Paige. The beautiful angel that protected him in his gloom.

Paige came from a family that only cared about perception. Her parents had money, had nice things, yet lacked the valued of the true meaning of love and devotion. She was a porcelain doll in their cabinet of fine China. All she wanted was to follow in her passion and that was the arts. That is how Declan and Paige had met. They had stubble upon each others passion, getting lost in art. It was a way for them to speak through painting and drawing.  In high school, they were devoted to each other. The typical first love that somehow bonded them in every physical way. Unfortunately, they had both suffer something that can never be forgotten, which led them down to hell itself.

“But my soul, it no longer belongs to me.”

A decade later, Paige was in a loveless marriage and Declan a tattoo artist who was trying hard to control his demons. Both of them had one thing in common. Their love was still strong, even after all the obstacles they had faced. As much as their paths were completely different from one another, they ended crashing into each other like lightning from above. You can feel the anger, the frustration, and the heartache. You can feel the vibration of passion flowing of the pages from their love. It’s an addictive kind.

Depression with psychotic features was the diagnosis.

I was psychotic. I was rare. I was a freak.”

This rare and vivid story was tattoo in my heart because of how broken these characters were. Especially today, a day to recognize mental health, Declan had moments that brought tears to my eyes from the pain he was suffering. You wish you can enter the pages and tell him, “It will get better,” but you can’t. I have to say, that his family held on to each other so tight that even if Declan tried to do anything—his brothers would be right there. His anchors.  When it came down to the end, all we have is faith and hope. Faith that we will conquer through the darkness, alone or with someone.  Hope is looking at the future and realizing that we can all get through it no matter what.