❝ I don't know how it happened but -- everything around us fell crashing to the ground. We found ourselves in a world where we didn't belong; we shouted and screamed until our lungs were dry and our tears were black and blue, but no one heard us. No one saved us. No one dared to fix us. Now we only have each other and I'm worried -- I'm worried that may not be enough. ❞ in which he speaks in broken syllables and she speaks in flawless poetry. (lowercase intended.)

and our bloodstreams were poisoned by this toxic love. [[lowercase intended.]]

"If someone murdered the love of my life, you could bet your ass I wouldn’t rest till I had their head. So, I didn’t expect my brother to make an exception for me." -Brigitte Dubois, Ex-Preternatural Assassin. Reader Discretion Advised: For mature readers age 16+, as there is strong language, some violence and suggestive content.

Natasha and Jack have been best friends for years, always flirting, navigating the same social circles and supporting one another as they navigate life in Central Florida. When Natasha breaks it off with her latest loser of a boyfriend, Jack decides it's finally time to share his secret with her. Unfortunately, his confession ends up threatening everything they hold dear; their careers, their friends, her safety, and ultimately, their relationship. The complications that arise see them traveling between Florida and The Caribbean, trying to save their careers, avoid blackmail, downplay scandal, and find love; wanting to create a future together but surrounded by the past.

Of course, there were laughs. That’s probably all we did together—laugh, have fun, just live. That was what I planned on doing for the rest of my life, and I planned on doing it with you. But you shattered that dream. You broke your promise, and you left. You crawled up out of the hole that we had both been stuck in. The hole was fun with you. But now that I’m in it alone, it’s dark and scary and full of despair. The worst part is that I can’t even just lie down and forget about everything. I see you, living your life. Laughing, having fun, just living. And you’re doing it with everyone else. Another girl would just curl up and die. But sweet, blissful death is taking a bit too long for my taste. So what will I do now? I’ll shatter the Earth like you shattered my dream. And you will feel it. And I will find you.

Frank has always been the quiet one out of OF. Never really noticed. Until he meets Ariyelle. The feminine version of him. Will the daydreaming bring them closer? Or will the past get in the way?

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