Undercover Hearts
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  • Parts 17
  • Time 2h 5m
  • Reads 120
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 17
  • Time 2h 5m
Complete, First published May 21, 2024
The humid Florida air clung to my skin as I navigated the narrow streets of Miami's Little Havana. The sun was setting, signaling the end of the physical day for many in the heart of Miami. The scent of Cuban coffee and freshly baked pastries mingled in the air, a contrast to the usual tension simmering above the surface. Miami has always been the city of contrast, when the sun goes down, the freaks come out. At any point, the average accident can occur, changing the course of discovery as we know it.

Hello everyone! Tots here with another solo story! 
I hope you all enjoy this one, I've had an idea similar to this for some time now, and Undercover Hearts is the pure embodiment of the idea! 
Please do not take any credit for the characters or the backstory
This will be updated Weekly! Fridays are what I'm thinking. And if we feeling spicy, maybe 2 in a week, who knows! 
Let me know what you think!
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