"Whatever this is between us... I'm not here to break it. I'm here to see if I can belong in it-if you'll let me." When Remi and Ash trade New York chaos for Southern calm, they expect a slower pace, a fresh start, and quiet nights in their newly rented Atlanta apartment. But when their car breaks down on a warm night after a spontaneous ice cream run, they meet Théodore - a tattooed, soft-spoken mechanic with low eyes, slow hands, and a charm that rattles the very foundation of their carefully built world. Remi is curious. Ash is cautious. Théodore is everything neither of them expected. As sparks fly and boundaries blur, the three navigate connection, desire, and the quiet ache of what if.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 (𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬) 𝑯𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒆𝒑𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍. 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝑺𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔

"You're always talking about chocolate..." - his fingers slid under Sasha's chin, tilting his face up as he leaned closer, lips ghosting his ear - "but tell me, baby... would you let me find out if you're just as sweet?" Sasha blinking up at him, soft and wide-eyed, cheeks flushed: "Wha-? You're... you're weird," he mumbled, wriggling but not really pulling away, his little fingers gripping Dominic's shirt. Then, quieter, as his pout deepened. "...But you can't eat me. 'M not chocolate..." Dominic's lips curled into a dark, hungry smirk as he murmured back: "Oh, baby... you taste better than chocolate. And don't worry-" his fingers traced the line of Sasha's throat - "I don't plan on stopping at just one bite." ---- He was sugar in human form. Sweet. Fluffy. And a little messy around the edges. Sasha Clarke doesn't understand grumpy people - especially not the kind who glare at his chocolate cake like it personally offended them. But when a surly, sharp-eyed stranger mistakes him for his blind date and hijacks his afternoon, Sasha's world gets a whole lot more... interesting. Dominic Vale doesn't do sweet. Not desserts, not people, and definitely not wide-eyed little twinks who talk too much and lick frosting off their fingers without a care in the world. But there's something about Sasha - the way he giggles through his pouts, the way he makes everything soft and warm without even trying - that gets under his skin. He tells himself it's just a passing craving. But Sasha? Sasha plans to make sure Dominic gets hooked. A story of chocolate, sass, and a grumpy man who never stood a chance against sugar in human form.

"I'm venom, baby. One bite from me and you're dead." RANKING: NUMBER 1 IN #HYBRID [6/27/2020]