Ava wants to get better. No, scratch that. Ava wants to be better. Her anger management issues have been ruining her life until now. No high school diploma, no family, no friends. She's on her own but she tries her best. At 19 years old, her job at the local coffee shop allows her to live a simple life and pay the rent. Her coworker Mehan starts showing some interest in her... but she doesn't know if she's ready for that yet. Her therapist thinks it's a bad idea. She needs to resolve her anger issues first. On her advice, Ava signs up for a taekwondo class. There, she meets Jaemin, her martial art teacher. Slowly, they grow closer to each other as Jaemin digs deeper into the origin of Ava's anger... 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗸𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻, 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝟮 𝘁𝗼 𝟯 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸 🤗 Here are some subjects this story will be covering... Redemption, anger issues, family secrets, young adults love, coming of age, racism, and mental illness.

She was their everything, their world. They never stopped looking for her, but the whole time she was right under their nose. Jordan never gets a break, always having to look out of someone. She is a hot headed 16 year old girl who's father left her when she was 8. Jordan who is acting like a mother to her little sister Calia and to her own deadbeat of a mother, but its all to much so she deals with in many ways. What happens if she ends up with the man who left her all those years ago. Will she things go back to how they were before, or is it to late?

6 different lives, 2 different stories and 2 different fates. Years passed but some things never change, some feelings remain and love can return when you least expect it to. Fate number 1: " Hello." I shuddered at the sound of that velvety voice. My body froze and I suddenly felt weak. I was kneeling down on the floor. My hands dipped in the soil. All I could see was his well shod feet and his expensive black leather shoes. He was back. My God, he was here. I wanted to cry, I wanted to shout as I already knew that his presence was going to change my life again. I may fight him, I may ignore him but I was still into his possession. ______________________________________________________________ Fate number 2 I never thought to have him in front of me after all these years. I wondered if he recognized me. He changed, he's a man now. I should hate him, he caused so much trouble in my family yet I can't. I trembled as I held his medical records in my hand. He was famous now and although he had defied death more than once,his body carried the marks of each challenge. I looked at his x-ray , he was there for a broken arm. He kept staring at me making me feeling uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze. His blue eyes deep as the blue sea and his hair black as jet. I found myself staring at his lips, sensual and full. Mick the cowboy, the man of danger, this was how they called him now. I smiled as I remembered how many times we had chatted in the past even though he didn't know it was me. I had loved him in silence since the first time I saw him. " Do I know you? Have we already met somewhere?" He asked. My heart stopped as I found the courage to look at him. Yes you know me, I have always been into your possession even if you don't know it.