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She was structure, he was instinct. Nayla Arias thought she had it all figured out - her business, her family, her long-term boyfriend. But one accidental collision at a high-end restaurant with a Major League Baseball star turns her world on its head. Gabriel Castillo Jr. wasn't looking for anyone. Especially not in the middle of a short vacation back home in the Dominican Republic. But the woman in the red dress? She became impossible to forget. Between a relationship on the edge, grief that comes without warning, and a man determined to break through her defenses, Nayla is about to discover that love doesn't always knock - sometimes it crashes into you. A slow-burn, emotional romance with spark, soul, and a touch of fate.

After the sudden loss of her younger brother, and police brutality in her community, Essence Bridges and her crew set out to make a club at their school that celebrates Black Beauty. The only issue is not everyone at the school is on board with the idea, especially her her principal Mr.Grace. Besides trying to stand up for acceptance and appreciation in the Black community, she's going through her own identity crisis being Black and Dominican and the Hispanic students don't particularly care for her. Can Essence stand up for what she believes in with the odds against her all while still grieving her little brother? With the help of her friends, can Essence persuade Mr. Grace or even go against his wishes to achieve her goal? Or Will she ultimately get distracted by a new love spark with a football player?

I knock twice before I hear Charlie instruct me to come in. I know I'm in deep shit, but what's the worse Charlie will do to me? Have me thrown in prison? No. Killed? He couldn't even if he tried. Possibly assign me overseas? Maybe. As I consider all the possibilities of my punishment, I enter his office to find him sitting at his desk. A pleased expression is written across his face, just before he gestures to the chairs across his desk. "Please. Take a seat." I look over to find that one of the chairs is already occupied with an all too-familiar person. What the hell is that tall asshole doing here? What's his name- something Jones. He must be just as confused as I am, because the same bewildered expression is plastered across his face as I can imagine is on mine. I sit down anyway as I anticipate what Charlie has to say. "Now, as the both of you know, The Mamba's assignment is a very important case. We all know the incident that went down not too long ago." Charlie eyes at me, as I cross my arms and roll my eyes leaning back in my seat. "And I know that the both of you are top of your class in the entire agency." I hear the stupid asshole next to me scoff and I turn to glare at him. "So, that is why I have made the excellent decision to have the both of you take on this mission." I look at Charlie confused as to what he means. "I'm sorry sir, but how would that exactly work?" Jones asks. Charlie shakes his head as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I'm assigning Melanie unto to your team."