When floating between a blooming love and a spiralling career, how far can you swim until your lungs give out? ******* Valerie Carter was a 21 year old dreamer from Greece. Although studying to become a researcher at The University of Oxford, she still dreamed of a life with novels and romance, and well, horses. That's the whole reason behind why she took up horse riding itself. But when she meets the obnoxious Sebastian Osborne of the Equestrian club, she starts to question her choices of joining it. But they would part ways eventually. Right? Sebastian Osborne was a typical British not-so-gentlemanly bloke with some family issues and a short temper. He loved athletics, but what truly attracted him was the beautiful tunes of a piano. For him, playing music was just like describing a character or a painting, detailed, yet faceless. Although loving was easy, his past made it difficult for him to express it, until he met a certain crimson haired girl with a contagious smile who changed something. But when Sebastian's brother, Felix returns back home, unravelling all the buried betrayals, keeping away from him becomes more important than the growing feelings which he was bent on to resent. More so, when Valerie's future takes a turn in a direction very much familiar to Felix. Struggling to manage life and love, how long until their past catches up to the present? A/N : Please note that I do not have full knowledge of some things mentioned in the story, all those things are written as per the information I was able to gather hence, I might be wrong in many cases. Feel free to correct me, I would be glad. Thank you. WARNING : This content contains mild cursing and some mature themes. Advised for readers atleast above 15 years of age.

Annie and Noah lock eyes from across the room, and her stomach drops. Except, when Noah approaches, he's nothing like Annie expected. Hot? Yes. Built like a Greek god? Definitely. But also solid and funny and just warm enough to begin thawing the ice around Annie's sweet and all-too-self-aware heart. Their evening together ends abruptly, and Annie's ready to write him off, until Noah appears as one of only a handful of students in her Advanced Fiction Writing class. She can't fight her attraction but knows better than to trust anything given as freely as Noah appears to give... everything. Caught between what her heart wants, and her head knows, Annie does what she does best when backed into a corner -- she writes. ✿ "You're not going to buy me dinner first?" He just clicked his tongue in response, teasing, and suddenly I was thinking about his tongue and finding somewhere quieter, and all the things he could do, with that tongue, somewhere quieter. Suffice to say, I was not thinking very clearly. "What did you think I was asking about? Surely your mind didn't go elsewhere?" I felt his breath on my neck as he spoke, and the awareness of how close we were pooled low in my stomach. "Somewhere quiet sounds good." He grinned, and my stomach did another unhelpful flip as I realized he had a dimple. One, singular, dimple. "I know just the place. Come on." He held his hand out, and it closed over mine, warm and reassuring. Then he started to weave through the crowd, tall and confident, headed straight for the entrance. I couldn't help it. I followed. ✿