Book 2 of the Montreal Series Patricia never imagined that becoming an inter-exchange student at SPU would change everything. What was supposed to be a simple adventure turns into chaos when she meets Xavier—the arrogant yet magnetic student who uses her for his own plans. Their first meeting ends in a punch, a nosebleed, and an unforgettable grudge. But fate has other ideas. Through unexpected encounters and a fateful “marriage booth” event, Patricia begins to see the real Xavier beneath the charm and ego. And when he finally confesses, she finds herself falling for the last person she ever thought she would. Yet love isn’t always enough. A painful decision tears them apart, leaving behind heartbreak and unanswered questions that time alone can’t erase. Years later, an unexpected reunion stirs emotions long buried. As secrets resurface and old wounds reopen, Patricia must confront what truly binds them—and what may finally set them free. In a love forged by fate and broken by time, can two chained hearts find their way back—or will the past keep them bound forever?

Book 1 of the Montreal Series “What a wonderful thing to finish the day.” I sighed out of frustration as the papers I was holding flew out from my grasps due to strong wind. I run and jumped just to catch all of the papers hoping that maybe one of the kids leaving the school could help me. It was the end of class; students were too happy to leave school. They wouldn’t waste their precious time to help some girl picked just because she’s too clumsy. And just when I lost hope, a hand appeared in front of me with some of my papers. That’s when I saw him smiling at me, his dimples automatically appearing from his cute chubby cheeks. “Here,” he stated as I absentmindedly took the papers while getting lost staring at his blue orbs. It was like the colour of the vast sky, calming and reassuring. “Az!” someone called out and he immediately walk away, waking me up from my stupor. Az. So that’s his name. I suddenly felt my childish heart beating erratically for the first time, my cheeks burned from embarrassment. Is this what they call puppy love? ~*~ We were both young when I fell for him. But that childishness didn’t stop my feelings to grow as we get older. But I was a coward. Only loving him from far away. Doing things for him without waiting for anything in return. Azrael Kriever Montreal. The person who held my heart when I was just a foolish child. The person I couldn’t let go but was too coward to move forward. I was too focused with my Angel not noticing that somehow someone took a notice of my actions. Someone who’ll greatly affect all of our future. The demon I didn’t noticed.