Duet

What do you do when you meet your soulmate at seven-years-old? You give… You live… And you love… Together. Forever. To have and to hold. Until you hear the words, “I just don’t love you anymore.” Putting an end to me. To you. To us. Contemporary Romance Duet: Book 1

From Wall Street Journal & USA Bestselling Author M. Robinson. A coming of age, enemies to lovers, contemporary romance filled with angst and all the feels. I couldn’t remember a time before her... Harley Jameson. Before she owned me. Hated Me. Needed me. Before I hated her… Things were simple. We had an understanding. Bully. Fight. Hate. It’s what we did. Mind. Body. Soul. It’s how we loved. I thought nothing would ever change that, until everything did. She was mine. Always had been. Always would be. Nothing altered that. Not how much I hated her. Not how much she hated me. Especially, not how much I hated… That I LOVED her.

I should have told her everything. How much I loved her. How much I’ve always loved her. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I just wasn’t made that way. Instead... I claimed her. Teased her. Taunted her. Worshipped her. Until... I broke her. My best friend. My savior. My girl. From my mind to my heart, to every single bone in my body. She owned me. I was hers. Every look. Every kiss. Every touch. Every tear. It was always her. The only thing I feared more than losing her was forgetting her. I hated how much I needed her. She was mine. Always and forever. I hated her then. But Harley Jameson was about to find out how much… I LOVED her now.

Shay Gable hated my guts, and I hated hers, too. We went out of our way to avoid one another at all times. When she came my direction, I went the other. When we locked eyes, she’d turn and walk away. All of that changed the day I was presented with a challenge. It started out as a stupid bet: make Shay fall in love with me before I fell in love with her first. That was an easy bet for me to win. I didn’t love, I hardly liked. Yet slowly the game started to shift. Shay made me crave things I never knew I wanted. Love. Happiness. Her. The closer we grew, the more she challenged my darkness, and the parts I kept locked away. The hurts. The pains. The truth. The game between us became too real, our feelings intermixed, and the risks of hurting one another grew higher. But you know what they say... All’s fair in the game of love and war—especially the heartbreaks. (Book one in the L&S Duet)

Once upon a time, I fell in love with a boy. A beautiful, broken boy who had his own world of struggles. People warned me against our love, but I didn't listen. We looked weak, young, and foolish. Dangerously in love. We didn't care. In order to keep our hearts protected from the opinions of others, we became each other’s secret. We shared stolen moments. Tender touches. Secretive embraces. It was our twisted love story, and it worked for us up until our lives changed forever. The boy I loved became Hollywood’s newest golden boy. His career blossomed as mine stalled. He found massive success as I discovered multiple failures. He made something of himself, while my dreams never came true. We moved into different realms where our pieces no longer fit together. In the fairy tales, love conquered all. In reality, love was the main reason empires began to fall. I always knew Landon belonged in my story. He was my beginning, middle, and end. The only problem? I wasn’t certain I still belonged in his. \Book Two of the Landon & Shay Duet.\

Dear diary, Once upon a time… There was a girl with long golden hair who had the bluest, truest eyes that turned white when she cried. She lived in a kingdom far, far away in a tower made of stone, but her mind was made of glass that she kept sharp as knives. Where her memories hid behind her darkest doubts. Her deepest thoughts. Her diary became the only thing she could rely on. No one saw through her looking glass. No one cared. No one tried. Until the villain presented himself as the hero in her life. He took and took and took some more. With no regret. With no shame. With no apology. The page never turned. Their story didn’t end. Tomorrow never came. His life of debauchery was their journey to nowhere. She’d give anything to go back in time. To walk where she had walked. To see what she had seen. One step. One breath. One day at a time. Though in the end, “I love you” were just words. That destroyed us inside.

Once upon a time… There was a little girl who believed in fairy tales and happily ever afters. Hoping. Praying. Waiting…For her prince to come. Together they’d conquer the world. Slaying dragons, demons, and villains. Until her Prince Charming let his demons prevail. She cried and begged and prayed. She hated him. She loved him. She couldn’t save him. “I’m sorry.” “I love you.” Were five words she despised more than anything. Her fairy tale had become her worst nightmare. She didn’t know how much more she could take. She didn’t know love could turn into hate. There were so many things she didn’t know. Especially, how to tell him, “No.”