"Alejandra." "Christopher." Alejandra Cloud Was An Anxious,Shy,Sweet,And Unoticed Girl Who Has A Lot Medical Problem's,And Nothing's Going To Stop Her From Helping Those In Need Of Help. Christopher Mendibles Was An Introvert,Lone Wolf,Who's Caring,Kind,And Sweet As People Never Understood Him,But,One Person Did. He Saw Her,She Saw Him,And Once Their Eye's Meet Each Other,Love at First Sight Doesn't Exist,But,To Them,it Doe's. Once You Love Someone,Consequence's Come In The Way As You'll Do Whatever You Can To Be With That Person Whom You Truly Love Even if it Mean's To Let That Person Go. Ended: Started: 05-13-25. The Rain Series: Book 01: After The Rain. Book 02: Book 03: This Book Is 18+

"There you go again. Letting your head get the better of you." Becca's eyes shot to his. "You can't hold back like that, not if you want it to feel real." Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. Yes, she'd stopped. She knew. But he spoke like it was so simple, like she was just some amateur afraid of the stage. He had no clue what this felt like, that it wasn't the scene that made her chest tight. It was looking at him. She put a full foot of distance between them. "I know how to act, Boris!" He stood there, unmoved. "Then show me." Her nails dug into her palms. No. She wasn't going to let him break her. She pulled her shoulders back, took a breath, and planted her feet. "Fine," she bit out. "This time...I'll finish it." ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒ When Becca Morgan walked through the doors of her old high school, she never expected to get pulled back into the world of theater. She also didn't expect Boris an intense and incredibly talented 18-year-old senior who gets under her skin. A single rehearsal is all it takes for things to get complicated, blurring the lines between the roles they're playing and the people they're becoming. 🎭 𝕀𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕀'𝕞 𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕨𝕟 𝕥𝕠...𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕀 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖, 𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕙𝕚𝕞? It goes much deeper than just desire. At its heart, the story is about the ache of getting older, wondering where the time went. It's about the messy, complicated search to find yourself again. ⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒⭒

I didn't mean to keep her. She was just a job. A simple contract from the Bratva-snatch the girl from a glittering party, disappear into the night, and wait for the ransom. In my world, things are simple like that. You take what you're paid to take. You break what you're told to break. And if someone refuses to pay... you make an example out of them. Her name is Seraphina Shaw. Soft voice. Curious eyes. Too innocent for the darkness she's been dragged into. She doesn't understand men like me. Men who grew up surrounded by blood and violence. Men who don't hesitate when a gun is in their hand. I'm the nightmare parents warn their daughters about. The kind of monster who doesn't fall in love-because monsters don't deserve it. But then her father refuses to pay the ransom. The order from the mafia is clear: make her suffer until he changes his mind. And if the money still doesn't come... I'm supposed to kill her. It should be easy. I've ended lives for less. But the longer she stays locked in my safehouse, the more dangerous things become. She looks at me like I'm not the villain of her story. Like there's still something human left inside me. She's wrong. I'm not her savior. I'm the man who stole her freedom... and now I can't imagine giving it back. Because somewhere between the lies, the danger, and the nights she should hate me... I decided something reckless. I'm not letting her go. Not to her father. Not to the mafia hunting us. Not even to the life she had before me. The world I live in destroys everything it touches. And if she stays with me long enough, it might destroy her too. But by the time she realizes the truth... it will already be too late. Because in my world, there are only two ways this story ends: She learns to love the monster who stole her. Or she dies trying to escape him. Start: March 14 End: ///