Forbidden passion

d to do was go home, kick off her shoes, and collapse onto her bed. As she walked down the sidewalk, Ava's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of laughter and music drifting from the nearby par

began to make his way towards her. She knew she should leave, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot. "Elijah Blackwood," he said, his voice low and smooth, as he reached out to take Ava's hand. Ava felt a jolt of electricity as their palms touched, and she knew in that moment that she was in trouble. Elijah Blackwood was off-limits, forbidden to someone like her. But as she looked into his piercing b