❝𝗖𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻' 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗲, 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻' 𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗲❞ A regular at The Paper Coven Bookstore, Michael's your (not-so) average, resident genius and Cosmos enthusiast who works with actual rockets yet still panics when his mom calls. Noelle is Boston's most charmingly unqualified manager for said-bookstore, running off of nothing but caffeinated teas, several Uggs in rotation and vibes (social media). They only ever talk about books... until Michael tells his visiting parents he's engaged (he's not) and Noelle offers to keep up the charade... Suddenly, you've got fake engagement rings, offbeat family dinners, and a cat named Rune silently judging from a sill somewhere. It's hilariously awkward. It's adorable. It's the ultimate lie, actually.

𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞 ⠀⠀ ╱⠀ 'michael⠀⠀⠀ JACKSON⠀⠀⠀[ . . . ] ⠀⠀⠀ ❨ ִׄ 𝖏𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗀𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖺 桑. · 𝐥℣. ℕ𝖨𝖦𝖧𝕋. ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ( michael jackson romance fic. ) ᨳ ׄ ׅ ꒰ 𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑡ã𝑔𝑒 只⠀　✦　˚ Deep in my enemy I find my lover;

Touré knew she couldn't stay in Sierraville; there was too much heartbreak there. She'd left her hometown and everything that came with it and hadn't looked back. Now, after twelve years of excuses, her family isn't taking no for an answer. Obligated to go back for her grandmother's "moonstone birthday celebration," she prepares to face her past-and face her past she does. Michael "Spade" Jackson tried the love thing twice-once with his first love Jade, and a second time with his shotgun bride of nine months. Now he's sworn off love unless it involves his daughter. He doesn't need it. After taking over his father's construction company, he has everything he needs in a town as small as Sierraville. He's settled, and after it's taken him so long to get to this point, he doesn't care to run into any unwelcome distractions. But speak of the devil and she will appear.