Listen to the Music

Listen to the Music

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Scarlet Kings had everything she thought she wanted until she met Max Porter. She could swear the world had stopped when their eyes met. All she wanted to do was watch him --- watch him play the guitar, watch how his lips moved, watch everything about him. Before him she had never questioned what it would be like to hear, but she found herself doing exactly that. Max Porter had never met a girl who made him feel like he was falling and flying all at the same time; until Scarlet of course. Her brown eyes made him forget his surroundings, even the song he was playing. He wanted her - he wanted to be part of her soundless world and make her his. This is the story of two people falling in love and sometimes that makes the best story.
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"A soulmate." He starts, his voice bounces off the wall of the empty room. "There is nothing more beautiful in the world than them, for they are the epitome of perfect. They are the part you've been searching for forever. The cynosure for each other. Made for each other, like a puzzle, complete. Their scent so beautiful you could smell it for centuries and never get tired of it." He crouches in front of my figure. Lifting his hands and places them on my face and sparks fly across my cheeks, birthing joyful butterflies in my stomach. His eyes dance down my face, and his thumbs move to trace the outline of my cold lips. How much I find myself wanting to lean closer and savor the contact. "There are our better halves, making us whole" --- King meets his Queen Both have memories that are better left untouched. But are they willing to make an exception for each other? Book #1 of the Soul series.

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