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Liam's arms were still wrapped around Hispana as they lay on the bed, their breathing slowly returning to normal. The scent of their...

A subtle smile touched Hispana's lips. "Liam," she began, "we moved without expectations, without destination, yet our connection has...

That evening, Liam arrived punctually at Hispana's apartment, and the scent of jasmine blended with exotic woods greeted him before the...

A crunch of footsteps on the sand, and then I heard, "Wait up, man." Curious, I turned over on the beach towel and looked out there. Two...

The scent of pine needles filled my lungs, a stark contrast to the lingering aroma of hairspray and late-night pizza that clung to my...

Hey, thank you… I have always welcomed "a new audience, admirers," to quote myself.

After Memories, there will definitely be a few more chapters of Hispana's Dance and a sequel to The Cherry Tree.

Thank you. Appreciate it! Then I will write how it all began; those are indelible memories.

Ahem. Plz continue.

Hispana's cozy apartment was a symphony of dim lighting, plush fabrics, and a soft flicker of candles. She moved with bewitching grace...

Sorry, I didn't notice you were here. Anyway, thanks for your interest… I had actually already written the sequel to the story, then...

The air hung thick and heavy on that July night, a humid veil clinging to our skin, promising the next day would be just as breathless...

Hispana adjusted the silk scarf around her neck, a playful glint in her eyes. "So, you called?" she asked, her voice a low hum over the...