When the Hearts Collide is a deeply emotional, slow-burning romance woven with secrets, heartbreak, and the unexpected beauty of connection. Set between the gritty charm of New York City and the elegance of Paris, the story follows Amara Lane, a passionate street artist with a haunted past, and Julian Vale, a powerful finance executive hiding from a scandal that could destroy his life. Their worlds collide-literally-on a rainy afternoon in Central Park, when a chance encounter sparks something neither of them expected. Amara sees beyond Julian's guarded heart, while Julian finds peace in her chaos. But as their relationship deepens, so do the shadows they're both hiding. Julian's past is catching up with him in dangerous ways, and Amara is forced to choose between trust and self-protection. Full of romantic tension, surprising twists, heartbreaking choices, and moments of unexpected humor, When the Hearts Collide is a novel about love found in the wreckage, and what it means to fight for something real when everything else is falling apart.
It was the kind of rain that made people curse the sky, but Amara Lane never minded. She sat on a damp bench in Central Park, sketchpad balanced on her knees, umbrella tipped just enough to protect the page but not herself. Her black coat was soaked through, her curls frizzing under the drizzle, but her hand moved with purpose. Lines turned into shadows. Raindrops into eyes.
Today's subject wasn't the trees or skyline-it was a stranger. A man pacing back and forth across the street, clearly arguing with someone on the phone, soaked in a navy-blue suit that had seen better days. She couldn't hear him, but his frustration translated easily into posture and expression. There was something magnetic about him. Maybe it was how he gestured with both hands, or the way his jaw clenched as if trying to bite down the words he wanted to scream.
Click.
The sound of her mechanical pencil snapped.
The stranger looked up-right at her.
Amara froze. He stared. She stared. For a second, the rain stopped mattering. His dark eyes narrowed in confusion before he turned away and stormed off, disappearing behind a yellow cab.
Her heart raced.
Why had that felt like the beginning of something?
Later that night, soaked to her bones and craving hot chocolate, Amara sat in her studio apartment. It was the size of a closet, the rent was absurd, and her neighbor practiced the violin terribly at all hours. But it was hers.
She flipped through her sketches, stopping at the soaked page of the man. Despite the hurried strokes, it was good. Too good. Emotion practically bled from the charcoal lines. She pinned it to her inspiration board.
"I'll call you Rain Guy," she whispered, sipping from her chipped mug.
Across the city, in a penthouse office that smelled like tension and espresso, Julian Vale ripped off his ruined suit jacket and slumped into his leather chair. The day had been hell. His firm was collapsing under an embezzlement scandal, his girlfriend of four years had dumped him via voicemail, and his last clean suit now smelled like a sewer.
But what lingered in his mind wasn't any of that.
It was her.
That girl in the park with the sketchpad and the umbrella. He'd only glanced at her for a moment, but something about her face stuck in his mind like a lyric you couldn't forget.
He hated that.
The next day, Julian walked into Café d'Art, a tucked-away spot near the art district, more out of habit than hunger. He needed caffeine, quiet, and space to think.
He did not need her.
But there she was.
Amara. Sitting by the window. Sketchpad open, lips pressed together in concentration, messy curls tucked behind her ears. She wore overalls and combat boots and looked like she belonged in a different decade.
Their eyes met again.
He frowned. She smiled.
"You're Rain Guy," she said, standing up and walking over.
He blinked. "Excuse me?"
"You were yelling into your phone in Central Park yesterday. I drew you." She tilted her sketchpad to show him. "You have a very expressive face."
He stared at the sketch, then at her. "You... drew me?
"I sketch strangers. You looked miserable. Made for good art.
"That's not exactly flattering.
"It's not meant to be. It's honest."
He should've been annoyed. But he laughed. A real, tired, much-needed laugh.
"Julian," he said, offering a hand. "Not Rain Guy."
"Amara," she said, shaking it. "Still calling you Rain Guy."
They started talking. One coffee turned into three. She was odd and open and chaotic. He was guarded, polished, and quietly sarcastic. It shouldn't have worked.
But it did.
They met again the next day. And the next.
He started bringing her chocolate croissants. She sketched him reading, thinking, and once while he was sleeping on the café sofa. He told her she was insane. She said thank you.
She made him feel human. He made her feel safe.
Neither realized they were falling until they already had.
But love has a way of arriving with thunder-and leaving with a storm.
Because Julian had secrets. Ugly ones. Ones that could destroy her world.
And Amara? She had something he didn't know he was still capable of giving
Hope.
She loved him with all she had. He shattered her with all he was. The night Arabelle Knight walked in on her husband tangled in bed with her best friend, her world ended - literally. Declared dead after a mysterious accident, Belle was buried and forgotten. But death was never part of her plan. Two years later, she returns - unrecognizable, untouchable, and armed with a new identity. Now, she's no longer the innocent girl he once betrayed. She's the storm he's about to beg for mercy from. When Damian Blackwood meets the fiery stranger who feels achingly familiar, he doesn't know two things: She's the woman he destroyed. And she's here to destroy him back. In a dangerous game of love, lies, and vengeance, the price of his love may be everything he's not ready to lose - including his heart. Betrayal cuts deep. Revenge cuts deeper. But love... love leaves the deadliest scars.
I was just a pawn in your game... but now, I'm the one holding all the cards." Three years ago, Arianna Blake was nothing more than a quiet, obedient wife-until the man she loved shattered her world. On their wedding anniversary, she walked in on her husband, billionaire CEO Damon Callahan... in bed with her best friend. The next day, she was ruthlessly divorced and thrown out like garbage, accused of betrayal she didn't commit. But Arianna didn't disappear. She rebuilt herself from the ashes. Now, she's back-with a new name, a powerful identity, and a secret Damon can't afford to discover. He wants her again. The problem? She didn't return for love. She came for revenge. And this time, she's the one who will walk away... With his heart in pieces.
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He continues the kiss as I wrap my leg around him, pulling him closer, his erection pressing into me. I feel my panties dripping wet from arousal. He releases me, resting his back on the headboard, and grabs my thigh, pulling me closer. His hand goes to my hair, releasing it to let my curls fall freely. He guides his fingers from my scalp to the ends of the curls, muttering in a husky voice, "Fucking beautiful. ****** Jasmine found herself trapped in a loveless marriage. Her world shattered when she uncovered her husband's betrayal on his birthday. Heartbroken and betrayed, she made the difficult decision to leave him and start anew in Illinois, with her friend Ava by her side. As Jasmine tried to go through her new life, a one-night stand left her pregnant, uncertain about the father's identity. But complications arose as Maxwell, Jasmine's ex-husband, refused to let go. Jasmine discovered shocking truths about Ava's betrayal. As secrets unraveled and loyalties were tested, Would she find the strength to overcome the obstacles in her way? Could she trust her heart, or would the shadows of the past forever haunt her?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
June Rivera was divorced by her husband after three years of marriage because he wanted to be with her sister who was pregnant for him. Kicked to the curb with a divorce and rejected by her parents,she struggles to make ends meet and get a job until she saves Luis Ambrose from an accident - the only child of Rafael Ambrose, a widowed man and the CEO of Ambrose Corporation. When little Luis asks to have her as a nanny, and Rafael's mother pressures him to get married, they draw a contract. To be Luis's nanny and his fake wife for one year in exchange for 50 million dollars!
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart-divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance-not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life-one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is... Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?