Not having much of a choice Jane Walker was forced into a path due to circumstances. She realized life wasn't so pleasant when she was not in control. Jane attempts to assemble her once-perfect, now disrupted life after losing a constant in her life. The struggle that came with grief seemed to consume her. Loneliness began to make sense.

A new journey of endurance begins as she entangles fate with Niklaus Salvatore; a man that without realizing changed whatever she thought she knew, a man that possessed the power to either ruin her more or be her salvation.

*Author's Corner:
This is an original Novel by Dara Manuel
it its my first time writing, please take it easy on me, and it is going to be a slow burning romance.
I appreciate all the support this novel has been getting. Constructive comments, opinions, advices and all are welcome.

Note: The cover not mine, thus all credits goes to the real owner of the cover the and the artist/editor Sniper_Assasin

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" Why are you standing in front of my door without knocking " Yolanda looked at me suspiciously when she opened the door. Her cloths were covered in smudges, guess she was busy cooking. 


" I was just, kind of... " I mumbled like a criminal found on the crime scene. 


" I see " She smiled and coached me inside " Don't just stand there, come in " 


" Sorry, no free hugs today. I'm a mess " She lifted her hand covered with flour making me chuckle. 


In her messy state, she still looked delightful. Her full-dark hair was a replica of Jane's, some upcoming wrinkles telling the passages of life, creamy tone complimenting her vivid eyes. I guess it's true that beauty in old age is a blessing. 


"Next time I'll get double hugs then, how does it sound? " I replied with a question making my way into the house. 


Being around Yolanda was just like having my mom back, she oozes that same aura and I loved that about her. 


Mixed Flavours