Notes of Hyacynthe

Notes of Hyacynthe

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 19, 2025
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Fiction
Romance
After a bitter marriage and even more bitter divorce, Harper Centeno is left picking up the pieces of her life and the Miami-based BDSM and Kink resort she still owns with her ex-husband. Fiery and headstrong as ever, Harper hates asking for or accepting help, but she's got no other choice as the resort comes under the threat of being taken from her once her always unreliable ex leaves her high and dry and sells his shares. In comes Matias Alexander, the lead singer of worldwide famous rock band, Hyacynthe, and who's also a very prolific man in the BDSM and Kink world. He's notoriously chaotic, every bit the rockstar stereotype. Or so it seems. The bruja and vampire's forced alliance gives them far more than they bargained for...
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WARNING: RATED SPG | 18+ This story has matured content that's not suitable for childrens. DISCLAIMER!! This story is a work of fiction. One month vacation leave is enough for Sarine Matsumoto to relax her mind and herself. She want to lay on her bed and sleep. That's all she wanted. But she think staying at her condo is not a good idea. Her co-workers' keep on calling her, her friends keep flooding at her condo and her family keeps on calling and texting. She want a quiet vacation. No calls. No texts. No phone. No distractions. Just peacefulness. Good thing her friend knows a place. No calls. No texts. No social media. No distractions. No. phone. For short, no reception. Its a place called Night-Day Island. An island that's no reception. A place she's looking for. But what will happen if she got the wrong cabin key and met the most handsome man her eyes ever lay on? Was it a problem or not?

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