Book #4 in the "Bloodlines & Ashes" series
(Can be read as a standalone)
I had a plan: Go to college, have lots of sex, and eventually become a doctor. Simple, right?
Yeah, well, that was the idea until a family secret came out and flipped my whole world upside down. Fast forward to an accident and a kidney transplant later; I'm left wondering who the hell I even am anymore.
That's when she came tumbling into my life.
A red-haired stranger on the hospital rooftop, barging into my existential crisis, dragging me-literally-away from the edge. (For the record, I wasn't going to jump. Probably.) She's beautiful, fiery, and...insanely frustrating. She refused to tell me her name, declared my parents must be gay, and walked away like she didn't just turn my entire world upside down.
Sounds like the start of a great love story, doesn't it?
Here's the problem: she doesn't think so.
She's immune to my charm, dismisses me as some campus jock, and seems entirely uninterested in giving me the time of day. Naturally, her rejection only makes me more determined to prove her wrong.
Enter the deal: tutoring sessions, gingerbread lattes, and endless chances to show her that I'm more than just a guy with good hair and charm.
Her story? I need to know it.
Her trust? I'll earn it.
But the closer I get, the more I realize I'm in way over my head. Because, like they say, too much ginger can give you heartburn-and my heart? It's already hanging by a thread.
(WARNING: This is my first story btw. Some parts may be cringe or toxic, but I don't feel like changing anything at the moment)
I watched as he frustratingly ran his hand through his jet black hair as he let out an loud sigh. "Axarii I do not have the patience for your childishness. I can no longer trust you therefore we're getting an divorce." He stated.
That just ended my mood.
"What! That girl doesn't even look like me, are you fucking blind? My boobs are not even that big! Just imagine Winston and I together, that's impossible." I screeched out and grabbed onto him.
I mentally cursed at myself as I felt tears threatening to escape from my hideous eyes. I'm an ugly crier.
He roughly pulled his arm out of my grasp.
"I want you and your things out of here by tonight and at the company to sign the papers in the morning."
"You can't be serious! How can you not believe me, your own wife over some damn fake pictures?" I looked at him only to see him blankly staring at me, not responding.
I roughly wiped my eyes before any tears could escape. He would not see me cry.
"I'll go but you'll just have to throw away or burn the clothes that you bought for me because I don't need anything from you." I mumbled as I turned away and headed for the stairs.
"I don't need a wife that claims she has love for me when all she wants is to be around other men instead of her own husband."
I continued to walk up the stairs, not bothering to reply to what he said, not bothered to wipe the tears knowing that he cannot see them.
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