Forever Flame

Forever Flame

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Fiction
Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Slow Burn
Talia has spent her life outrunning the fire inside her. Quiet. Guarded. Angry. One more betrayal, and she'll burn everything to the ground. Then there's Calix. Arrogant. Untouchable. Wrapped in secrets that should have been buried long ago. He's the last person she wants anywhere near her... yet fate keeps dragging them back to each other. Every encounter ends in another fight. Every secret pushes them closer to destruction. Every heartbeat blurs the line between hatred and something far more dangerous. As the truth begins to unravel, they're forced to face the darkness they've spent years hiding not just from the world, but from themselves. Because some people are meant to heal you. Others are meant to ruin you. The terrifying part is never knowing which one they are until it's too late. This isn't a love story. It's a story about surviving each other... until they realise the only thing more dangerous than falling apart is falling in love.
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