@2DLenzy, @Yangying, @euphridia, gave you guys a sub!
Alright, here's mine, it's a romance story set in the victorian era with a twist on the enemies to lovers trope
Snippet:
“Avalor, you seem troubled,” Nikkolas consoles, motioning to hand me my drink. I take the glass, pinching its stem. The bubbly liquor stares back at me, prefacing its lack of permanence before I decidedly down it. He affectionately glides his hand over my upper arm, curiously tilting his head at my abrupt craving for the alcohol. “Did something happen?” he asks tenderly, still caressing my arm. Peering over at his touch, I pause.
“You know, Nikkolas,” I interject as a weak smile takes form across my face, “I wouldn’t mind sharing this next dance with you.”
“Are you certain, Avalor?” he questions, motioning to set down our drinks.
“Of course,” I insist, clasping my hand in his.
“Alright,” he replies, setting his hand along my waist, “It’d bring me no greater joy than to share this dance with you.” In our waltz, I allow myself to take comfort in the warmth of his hand at my side.
-Chapter 11