Paris Hills
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Sparks Fly
Romance **Synopsis:**
Sofia Delacruz has always held one steadfast belief, instilled by her Abuela — "Sparks fly when you meet your one true soulmate." Yet, when she feels this electrifying connection with superstar playboy Ryan Barnes, she is torn between the rational and the romantic. Finally, she decides to take the plunge. However, navigating his glamorous superstar lifestyle—something she detests, becomes a challenge. Can he, in turn, adapt to a girl-next-door life like hers? As two vastly different worlds collide, a series of events unfold, revealing their lives will never be the same. And just when Sofia believes her hands are full, she feels another spark, this time with someone entirely different...
**Excerpt:**
She gasped, swiftly pulling her hand away as if repelled by his touch.
"That's not possible," she murmured, her voice trembling, fingers clutching her chest.
"What's the problem?" He didn't sound surprised, rather oddly calm. "Is it the chemistry between us?"
"No," she shook her head vigorously, her eyes wide with disbelief. "There can’t be any chemistry between us. There’s something wrong."
He exhaled deeply, taking measured steps towards her.
"To me, the only thing wrong here is you refusing to accept the obvious."
"Which is?" She already knew what he'd say next but prayed silently that he'd say something else.
"Fate," he calmly replied, still walking towards her. "Fate has brought us together. We're meant to be."
"Fate? Do you even have the slightest idea what that means?" She held up her hands, gesturing for him to stop. "Everything," she said, frustration and confusion evident in her eyes, "Every single thing I've ever known or believed in romance depended on this, and you're telling me it was all a lie?"
"I'm not telling you; I'm showing you," he replied, his tone unwavering, coming closer. She raised her arms again, signaling him to halt.
"Look, James, there can only be one spark." You might like
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Viviene Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.
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"Take off your dress, Meadow."
"Why?"
"Because your ex is watching," he said, leaning back into his seat. "And I want him to see what he lost."
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Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.
One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger's offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.
Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition-he can't feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.
Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience... revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.
Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.
Alaric doesn't share what's his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.