She was light. He was darkness. She believed in love. He believed in survival. When Eleanor Carter, a quiet and innocent artist, meets Neil McCauley, a man of few words and intense eyes, she is drawn to him like a moth to a flame. He is unlike anyone she has ever known-intelligent, enigmatic, and quietly protective. Their connection is instant, electric. She doesn't question his late nights, his guarded nature, or the way danger seems to linger in his shadow. But Neil McCauley is a man on borrowed time. A career criminal who lives by a strict code: never get attached. Never let anything slow you down. Yet, with Eleanor, he finds himself breaking his own rules. She sees the man beneath the steel exterior, the one who craves something more than just the next score. As the walls of his double life begin to crumble, Eleanor is forced to face the truth: the man she loves is no ordinary man. He is a thief, a fugitive, a ghost in the night. And soon, the very world he has tried to shield her from will come crashing down around them. In a game of love and survival, how far will they go before the heat catches up to them?

"Jimmy Only Loves Me When He Wanna Get High" is a haunting, dark romance that follows the turbulent love story of a girl who falls for the enigmatic and dangerous Jimmy Conway. Their love burns hot, fueled by passion, obsession, and the kind of addiction that doesn't just involve drugs, but the raw, intoxicating pull of one another. As their love grows, so do the boundaries of control and surrender, with Jimmy's affection fading into the shadows whenever the high wears off, leaving her to chase his elusive love like an endless, desperate dream. "He only loves me when he wanna get high," she whispers, caught in a toxic dance where her love for him collides with her desire for his validation. But it's never enough-she is always just one step behind, always searching for the part of him that belongs only to her. Their love is a fragile thing, threatened by the jagged edges of addiction and a haunting need for escape, mirrored in her quiet desperation: "I fell in love with a bad boy who just wanted to be free." She becomes ensnared in his web, watching as his affection shifts with the highs and lows, clinging to the moments where he gives her everything... just before it slips away again. Set against a backdrop of empty streets and neon lights, their passionate affair is wrapped in mystery and heartbreak, their hearts bound by a love that both saves and destroys them. As she tries to hold on, she wonders-will she ever be enough for him, or is she just another fleeting high, another moment lost in the haze of his love? "I guess I'm a little too gone," she thinks, trapped in the kind of love that's as dangerous as it is addictive, where the lines between obsession and devotion blur with every kiss. In this story of obsession, power, and emotional ruin, the intoxicating blend of love and addiction leaves a scar that neither can ever escape.