String Theory

String Theory

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 17, 2026
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Romance
Tristan Mayers has always been the odd one out and that's definitely emphasized with his grunge rock style. Family and friends question his blackness and there have been a few not so nice comments attending his father's alumni HBCU college but Tristan doesn't have anything to prove nor does he really care what anyone thinks. Except for the opinion of his father who wants him to work in his biochemistry company. Tristan on the other hand has no interest for the sciences, flunking school for the second time. His best friend and college roommate Zeke Vale shares his sentiment in being the odd one out with dreams to start a band with Tristan. "Rock music is for white people" as some would say but Zeke doesn't fall for the stereotypical labels placed on "what makes someone black." Tristan isn't too interested in the music industry but Zeke keeps prodding him. Between the pressures of his father to be something he's not, his best friend selling him some dream he's not too sure about, and his own life goals, it's weighing down on him and he's not sure he'd be able to juggle it all. Naomi Cannon is bookish, quiet, and a homebody with a creative eye for story telling. She wants to be a writer but that kind of major wouldn't pay her any type of money according to her mother. She settles for Psychology, a future career path in being a forensic psychologist but it's not something that was ever really heavy on the mind. Her only supporters are her best friends Janelle and Emmalyn who are utterly convinced she's Shakespeare himself. Either way, she constantly doubts her career choices with anxiety for her future. When Janelle begins to tutor Tristan, it plants a seed of constant run ins between him and Naomi. It's only a matter of time before fate runs its course.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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