MissRoseShay

he doesn’t hate her.
          	but he sure as hell doesn’t like her either.
          	two storms. one room.
          	forced to work together.
          	forced to burn together.
          	
          	he’s ego in a black hoodie.
          	she’s fire wrapped in sarcasm.
          	
          	this isn’t just college.
          	it’s chaos.
          	it’s slowburn.
          	it’s obsession with a sharp mouth and stolen glances.
          	they’ll fight.
          	they’ll fall.
          	they’ll pretend they don’t care.
          	but every look will say otherwise.
          	
          	ready to melt with them?
          	i’m bringing tension, scandal, and sinful softness to the table.
          	buckle up—
          	this won’t be sweet.
          	it’ll be savage.
          	
          	Love .
          	Rose

VeiledNyx

Hey there! 
          I just wanted to take a moment to share something special with you—my first-ever romance novel, Frames Of Love, is now live on Wattpad! 
          Featuring a passionate screenwriter and a reclusive filmmaker, their story is filled with slow-burn romance, emotional twists, and moments that will make you swoon.
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          https://www.wattpad.com/story/388033380-frames-of-love

MissRoseShay

he doesn’t hate her.
          but he sure as hell doesn’t like her either.
          two storms. one room.
          forced to work together.
          forced to burn together.
          
          he’s ego in a black hoodie.
          she’s fire wrapped in sarcasm.
          
          this isn’t just college.
          it’s chaos.
          it’s slowburn.
          it’s obsession with a sharp mouth and stolen glances.
          they’ll fight.
          they’ll fall.
          they’ll pretend they don’t care.
          but every look will say otherwise.
          
          ready to melt with them?
          i’m bringing tension, scandal, and sinful softness to the table.
          buckle up—
          this won’t be sweet.
          it’ll be savage.
          
          Love .
          Rose