When Eyes Meet Midnight

When Eyes Meet Midnight

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., avr. 25, 2025
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Fiction
Romance
A Real Love Story I started writing this back in early 2024, and I've only recently rediscovered the document where it all began. This is the story of my first true love-the unexpected connection that blossomed in the most unlikely of circumstances. It's a tale about the magic of meeting someone who makes your heart race in ways you've never felt before. Follow me through the late-night conversations, the heart-pounding moments of uncertainty, and the sweet, real emotions that came from meeting a guy who would change everything for me. This is the journey of how we met, and how love can surprise you when you least expect it. This is just the start, if this Story goes well, I will make a few more about how our love seperated but something has just kept pulling us back together.
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Book One of Five in the New Beginnings Series. **You do NOT have to read Inhale, Exhale, & Breathe to enjoy these stories** #1 in bxb tag: 09/21/2024 #4 in friendstolovers tag: 9/21/2024 CYRUS PIERCE: I'm content in my almost soundless world. I prefer to live through the romance stories I weave and post online. Hardly anyone reads my books, even if they're free, but I do have one fan, and he's supported me since I started writing two years ago. Except, my writing started to take a depressing dive when I realized that you simply couldn't prevent nor protect your heart from falling for someone. For him. For the one who had no interest in me. When I fell in love with him, I thought we had a chance. It was an accident. Turned out, I couldn't be more wrong. He doesn't want me, and I wasn't supposed to have him. It didn't matter if he showed up in the bookstore every day, talking to everyone else except me. Nor did it matter at all because he didn't know sign language. He couldn't learn. We couldn't communicate. But after I go on a date and it ends in putrid disaster, he makes his appearance known, and he's angry. Then he's doing things for me that confuse me. My stories are filling up with pages of content, dreams that I want to come true, and my mystery commenter encourages me to continue-to reach my happiness. To take what I want. But the activities planned start sparking familiarity-like I lived it before, or maybe dreamed it. Or maybe, just maybe, I'd written it before? My mind is spiraling, but I can't stop myself from getting closer and closer to him. I'm not supposed to have him, but my heart craves him. Sage Monroe, I'm in love with you, and I'm scared now because I have a feeling that you've been communicating with me in more ways than one.

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