I\'m an African, a teenager and ofcourse, a romance story enthusiast. I write almost all genres so long as I can dab in a little romance, wouldn\'t be the same without it, wrote my books with other of love, hope you love it. ❤
he was lost, alone, one could say broken but he was just too strong to show it.she was confident, sharp tongued, one could say daring but her heart's made of glass and her mind of stone.seven days together threw their completely different words into a frenzy, the fear, the hate, born from something they knew deep down in their hearts the moment they parted.he loved her, she loved him and there was no escaping from it.they where determined though, there was no way she was going to be with someone that always pointed out that fact that she was not as hot as she thought she was and there was no way in her he would end up with someone that pointed out that he was not as invincible and unreadable as he thought he was.the way she read him I've a book always left him feeling unsettled. his shrewd comments about her small ass always left her simmering with anger.but they both knew it.she was his warmth.the warmth to his cold heart.but would he admit it?would they end up together?or would life pull them apart?join this two on a beautiful journey that started with seven days, and seven smiles.