Full Throttle | 18+

Full Throttle | 18+

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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Tragedy
Vivian Müller has spent her life running; from home, from school, from anything that felt like a cage. Now she's a dropout circus girl who breathes fire for a living, and she's barely holding it together. When a blowout with her boss sends her storming out of practice early, she finds a crumpled flyer by the trash: street race @ 7pm july 19th. She has nothing left to lose. She goes. Zane Bathory has never lost. He's a ghost in the underground scene, a fighter and a racer with a perfect record and zero interest in letting anyone close. He doesn't do relationships. He doesn't do trust. And when a reckless circus girl shows up at his race, he wants nothing to do with her. She's a distraction. A liability. A problem. But there's something in the way he watches the crowd before every fight. The way he flinches at certain touches. The way his jaw tightens when someone gets too familiar. He's got secrets buried so deep even he's stopped looking at them. She's about to dig them up anyway. Will they make it out alive? Will they fall in love? Only time will tell. Started: July 13th Ended: TBD
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LOVE ME NOT 2 Chapter - And Still, I Loved You THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2 OF 'Love Me Not' They say you survive the fire once, and you learn to stay away from the smoke. But I never learned. Not with him. Because even after everything - the lies, the blood, the bruises you can't see - I still felt that pull. That slow, aching, toxic draw back to the place I swore I'd never go again. His name still burns on my tongue like a secret I'm not allowed to say out loud. And maybe I am stupid. Maybe I am broken. But if surviving him was hard, staying away might be worse. The problem is, monsters don't just disappear. Especially not the ones who loved you in all the wrong ways. So when I saw him again... after all this time, after the silence, after the pain... He looked at me like nothing had changed. And that's when I knew: This story wasn't over. It never was.

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