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Main Character: Vale Carter

A girl with honey-toned skin, plump lips, and hazel waves that fall like poetry. She’s elegant and silver-clad on the outside, but beneath that shine lies a world no one knows—except her best friend, Lila. Vale is an unspoken genius with hidden talents in car racing, computer hacking, and self-defense. She's lovable, honest, and open-hearted… but everyone she’s ever loved has walked away.

Until Kian Bennett shows up.

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Male Lead: Kian Bennett

The transfer student from a rival family—the Bennetts, whose name alone stirs drama in Vale’s household. Kian is charming, intelligent, and as misunderstood as Vale. He carries the weight of legacy but seeks something real. Something like her.

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Plot Overview:

When Kian transfers to Cresthill High, Vale’s world tilts. Their families share wealth, power—and buried tension from an old rivalry. Vale tries to keep her distance, but Kian’s curiosity and calm persistence begin to break through her defenses.

As the chapters unfold, Kian slowly uncovers parts of Vale that no one’s seen:

Her sharp mind in computer science class
Her fight skills during gym
Her secret life behind the wheel of a midnight-black racing car

While rumors swirl at school and family pressures build, the connection between Vale and Kian grows deeper. But love—real love—means exposing your scars. And Vale’s afraid she’s too much to stay with… or too unforgettable to leave.

"Loved, But Never Left"

The parking lot was empty except for one car.

Sleek. Midnight black. Parked beneath a flickering streetlight on the edge of the old industrial district where the city stopped pretending to be glamorous.

Kian pulled up beside it in his dad's Audi, looking far too polished for where he was. He got out, unsure if he was early—until the black car's window rolled down.

Leather jacket. No silver jewelry. Hair pulled back. Eyes sharper than he'd ever seen them.

"You said you liked unforgettable."

He looked at the car. "This is yours?"

She didn't answer. Just unlocked the passenger side and slid into the driver's seat.

Kian hesitated, heart racing for reasons he didn't fully understand. Then he got in.

The interior smelled like vanilla and danger. Her hands moved across the dashboard like a pianist—quick, confident, practiced.

"This isn't exactly legal," he said, gripping the door.

The engine roared to life—smooth, hungry, powerful. And then they were off, tires spinning onto a long, deserted stretch of road Vale knew like the back of her hand.

Kian tried to speak, but the wind swallowed his voice. The city blurred around them, a smear of neon and night. Vale moved like the car was part of her—every gear shift a second language, every turn a whispered secret.

"Vale!" he finally shouted. "Where did you learn to do this?!"

They flew down the empty strip, and for the first time, Kian wasn't thinking about school, or family names, or who he was supposed to be.

After a wild loop that had Kian cursing in awe, she slowed and pulled into a shadowed overlook above the city. The skyline glittered below them like a thousand secrets, quiet and untouchable.

Kian pulled off his helmet, hair a mess, adrenaline still pounding through him.

"Is this why you never let anyone get too close?" he asked. "Afraid they'll find out who you really are?"

"Afraid they'll leave when they do," she said softly.

He looked at her, really looked—at the quiet fire in her, the danger wrapped in softness, the strength she kept folded beneath casual smiles.

Chapter 8: Midnight Engines