There's a thin line between love and hate, and Leo and Axel are dangerously close to crossing it.
Leo's the city's golden boy - the #1 Hero everyone looks up to. At just 18, he's already taken down hundreds of villains. Raised in a family of superpowered individuals, he was practically born to save the world. His mission? Simple: rid the city of crime, no matter what it takes.
Axel, on the other hand, is what you'd call a villain - or at least that's how everyone sees him. He's notorious for hacking into top-secret government files and leaving cryptic, often taunting messages behind. He's got access to millions of classified documents, feeding them to his family for whatever purpose suits them. And he's only 18. Raised by a family of spies, Axel's just in it for the thrill. For him, it's all about having fun.
But when Leo's assigned the task of recovering all the stolen files, he's not exactly thrilled. He's only ever seen Axel on TV, and he's been raised to hate him. The villain's the enemy, after all....right?
Then things get messy. Somehow, they both end up stuck in the middle of a situation where they have to work together - whether they like it or not.
Two teenagers from completely different worlds, thrown together by circumstances neither of them can control.
As they fight side by side, they start to realize that maybe the feelings between them aren't exactly hate after all.
Book two of six in the Chaotic Hearts series.
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I'm usually level-headed, I swear.
But when it comes to Maverick Asher, he makes me lose all my sanity, and all he has to do is open his mouth and let his putrid words spill out.
Maverick has been friends with my brother for thirteen years, and I've been around him just as long. Over the last few years, he's taken to seeking me out to get a rise out of me.
I hate him. I hate him. I hate him.
I hate his stupid motorcycle. I hate his stupid leather jackets. I hate his attitude. I hate his sarcasm. I hate his sharp tongue. And I hate that he doesn't care about anyone except himself.
I try to ignore him, but he lights me on fire, and I can't stop myself from firing back at him.
Now, I can't ignore him because it's February, and my family has come up with a fun game. We have to pick a partner and work with them until Valentine's Day to plan platonic dates for one another. Which means, we have to spend time with our partner to learn what they might like for a date.
No one picked Maverick, and that left him with me.
I'm nothing if not a perfectionist, and even if that means competing with Maverick to make my platonic date for him perfect. He's battling against me to make his date perfect.
We are at each other's throats. I start to get confused.
Then, when it's time for the dates, my brain spirals into further confusion. I don't expect what he has prepared, and I start realizing there is far more I had failed to notice about Maverick Asher.
The man who claims romance and love is nothing but failure has me falling into the trap that he believes love is.
But is he falling with me, or am I being played?