──୨ৎ── ride the wave . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . One injury, one island, and six years spent trying to forget the girl he'd never stopped loving. Rhett Calloway returned home to recover beside his best friend, only to find himself face-to-face with the woman he'd never managed to leave behind — his best friend's sister.

──୨ৎ── buon appetito . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Two brilliant minds, one prestigious culinary empire, and far too many reasons to disagree. Months of sharp banter, late nights, and relentless competition had made Lorenzo Bellini your most infuriating rival—and maybe something far more dangerous.

──୨ৎ── the sweetness of doing nothing. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . One messy breakup, a vacation in Portofino, and far too many Aperol Spritz—that's how I ended up waking up in a handsome stranger's bed. Sure I'd made the biggest mistake of my life, I quietly slipped into the kitchen... where he was already making coffee, greeting me with the warmest smile I'd seen in a long time.

──୨ৎ── flirting or fighting? . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Eliot Cobalt had spent years becoming your biggest annoyance. Every sarcastic remark, every smug grin, every maddening argument was carefully disguised affection. Teasing you was his most reliable way to get your attention, even if it meant playing the villain in your story.

──୨ৎ── so this was love . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ Everyone notices her when she walks into a room. I do too. But while they admire her beauty, I can't help noticing the little things—her quiet kindness, her gentle smile, the way she makes people feel seen. I keep telling myself she's far too remarkable for someone like me... but I still hope one day I'll find the courage to tell her.

──୨ৎ── color my soul . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . I was never the kind of man people approached first. The tattoos, the leather jacket, the motorcycle told my story before I said a word. But she didn't care. She saw me. Months ago she asked to color my tattoos, and I kept avoiding it. Until I saw my girl too tired to smile — and I knew I'd do anything to bring that smile back.

──୨ৎ── every road leads back to you. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Everyone in Maplewood seemed to know the new nurse—everyone except me. It took one emergency call to St. Margaret's Community Hospital for our paths to finally cross. The moment our eyes met, the rest of the world quietly faded away.

──୨ৎ── nobody but you. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Christian Vargas had always been untouchable — a man wrapped in power, luxury, and admiration. Until the night he met the one woman who didn't care about his name. The daughter of an investor, she was the first person who made him want something he couldn't just take: a chance to earn her.

──୨ৎ── to you—my soul. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . She was my best friend, my soulmate. I lost track of the hours we spent talking on the roof of her house. But one night we drank too much and everything became too intense. When I woke up, she was clinging to me, her hair spread across the pillow and the blanket covering part of her face like an angel.

──୨ৎ── to be loved is to be known . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Archie Fletcher never thought much about money—it had always been there. So when you casually mentioned your favorite handbag had torn and joked that a few stitches would fix it, he just nodded. At your next date, he showed up carrying a small orange box, smiling as if he’d picked up any ordinary purse on the way.

──୨ৎ── the wrong jersey . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Losing the bet should’ve been humiliating enough. His only condition was simple: wear his jersey to tonight’s game. Easy. Predictable. Boring. So I decided to make things interesting. By the time he skated onto the ice, I was already sitting in the front row… wearing his team’s biggest rival’s jersey.

──୨ৎ── there you are. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . You used to be a sports journalist. He was Formula One's golden boy. For three years, Luca Moretti had greeted you the same way every race weekend: "There you are." And for three years, he'd been trying to get you to say yes.

──୨ৎ── but you don’t know my name. . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . You were a waitress at the local city coffee shop, and he was your regular customer. Your heart raced every time you saw him walk in and approach the counter, always ordering the same thing: hot chocolate with milk and cream (you always added extra cream). But how could you get close?

──୨ৎ── i just wanna be yours . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . He was the rugby team captain — strong on the field, shy off of it. She would show up to practice distracted, sit in the stands, and smile, not realizing she was always his first look before the whistle. He would stay after practice just to have an excuse to walk by her.

──୨ৎ── i have belonged to you . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . You were his girl, even though you never dated. You were best friends, and he had a secret crush on you until he disappeared and came back as a notorious mobster. Now you're engaged to a toxic man, and Atlas will do anything to stop this marriage.

──୨ৎ── why anyone else when she exists? . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . Alec was tall, shaped by years of training on the ice. His blond hair, almost always messy, contrasted with an intense gaze that seemed to provoke just by looking. On the ice, he was pure power; off it, he had an irresistible charm—especially when she was around.