Paris Hills
Paris Hills's Book(1)
Sparks Fly
Romance **Synopsis:**
Sofia Delacruz has always held one steadfast belief, instilled by her Abuela — "Sparks fly when you meet your one true soulmate." Yet, when she feels this electrifying connection with superstar playboy Ryan Barnes, she is torn between the rational and the romantic. Finally, she decides to take the plunge. However, navigating his glamorous superstar lifestyle—something she detests, becomes a challenge. Can he, in turn, adapt to a girl-next-door life like hers? As two vastly different worlds collide, a series of events unfold, revealing their lives will never be the same. And just when Sofia believes her hands are full, she feels another spark, this time with someone entirely different...
**Excerpt:**
She gasped, swiftly pulling her hand away as if repelled by his touch.
"That's not possible," she murmured, her voice trembling, fingers clutching her chest.
"What's the problem?" He didn't sound surprised, rather oddly calm. "Is it the chemistry between us?"
"No," she shook her head vigorously, her eyes wide with disbelief. "There can’t be any chemistry between us. There’s something wrong."
He exhaled deeply, taking measured steps towards her.
"To me, the only thing wrong here is you refusing to accept the obvious."
"Which is?" She already knew what he'd say next but prayed silently that he'd say something else.
"Fate," he calmly replied, still walking towards her. "Fate has brought us together. We're meant to be."
"Fate? Do you even have the slightest idea what that means?" She held up her hands, gesturing for him to stop. "Everything," she said, frustration and confusion evident in her eyes, "Every single thing I've ever known or believed in romance depended on this, and you're telling me it was all a lie?"
"I'm not telling you; I'm showing you," he replied, his tone unwavering, coming closer. She raised her arms again, signaling him to halt.
"Look, James, there can only be one spark." 
