A counterfeit claim against a legendary wine ignites a high-stakes investigation in which a neurodivergent restaurateur and a forensic wine analyst must navigate forgery, deception, and their own unexpected connection to save a century-old legacy. Luc, owner of London's prestigious Le Rêve restaurant, faces a devastating crisis when a valued patron declares a prized vintage a fake. To protect his family's century-old reputation, he enlists Izzy, a brilliant but socially unconventional forensic wine analyst, eager to prove her mettle. Their shared autism initially creates an unexpected but undeniable spark of attraction, challenging their focus. But as they delve deeper into the complex world of wine fraud, they suspect a widespread conspiracy that threatens to destroy Le Rêve. Together, they must harness their unique abilities to expose the truth, safeguard the restaurant's legacy, and navigate their intensifying relationship, even as they battle their own internal worlds.

Some light-hearted Poems to make you smile. Poetry at it's quirkiest!

My entries for the WattpadPunkFiction profile's "The Song of The Punk" series of contests. Each story is based on a song from a profile-created playlist. 1. Fearless (Viking Age Punk) 2. Fighting Trousers (Steampunk) 3. Contagion (Cyberpunk) 4. Diamond-Eyed Robot (Decopunk) 5. Wolf Totem (Mythpunk)

The Planet Asimov. Utopia? Experiment? Hell... Asimov: home to a lone survivor and the mutated remnants of what were once the colonists. Light years from a distant Earth, all Adam can do is try to survive as his world changes around him. Messages asking for help will take decades to reach human ears, and all Adam can do is try to survive. A lone voice, the one remnant of a distant Earth echoes in the lonely depths of space...

What if you come across a box said to contain an immense and horrifying power? Would you open it? And how would you wield that power? Ten years after the Third Tech Bubble, the Western world remains in shambles. For an ex-convict like Alberto, life after prison is an uphill battle. All that changes when a mysterious woman lures him into her hacker group. Wanting fame and romance, he readily throws himself back to the underworld. But nothing is what it seems, for his outlaw brothers have acquired the box and hope to summon its power. Torn between his ideals, Alberto must either stay loyal to the group or choose to defend the fallen and hated world. The storm is coming, and only those with unwavering beliefs will remain standing. "I enjoyed the characters and the uniqueness of the story. It was well written and easy to follow, I'd recommend this to anyone who is looking for a short read that is a bit deeper than most short stories." -1Romantic_Fanatic Awards: 1st place winner of the Aeryn Awards 2021, Science Fiction category. 1st place winner of the Royal Throne Awards 2021, Best Protagonist category. 1st place winner of the Big Dipper Awards 2021, Science Fiction category. 2nd place winner of the Rose Gold Awards 2021, Dystopian category. 2nd place winner of the Opulence Writer's Awards 2021, Short Story category. Cover created on Canva. Cover Artwork: "The Last Judgment" by John Martin, 1853.

This poem speak to the on going struggle that American Blacks still face. It is an ode to the two main iconic figures of the 1960's civil rights movement.

" De l'encre que je verse, s'éclore l'absurdité de ce monde " Où je déverse mes rédactions incompletes et les noeux de mots froissés dans mes joues. Copyright © 5ooglove Saannia.l - 2021 All rights reserved. All my books are only available on Wattpad.

Do you ever wonder what an author feels during the writing process? Do they find the writing process easy or a struggle? Come take a peek at the highs and lows of writing for one author. Walk with me as I reflect on my writing journey.

Bord de mer, le jour se lève doucement, les vagues sont calmes, le bruit des mouettes emporte mon regard, au loin je peux apercevoir une île, comme un clou planté dans de la soie.

A poetry Collection. Now Lunk has taken to his bed, swearing not to write one more word about C, and muttering 'bloody garden', it behoves (Love that word, don't you?) me (and Anima) to fill out his shoes, with soil and flower seed. So we will be 'enditing' as from now until he decides to rejoin the world. Yours indubitably Gong Keep churning out those waves!!