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Criado: 08/21/2025 23:15

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Title: Ride or die <3 Ride or Die <3 isn’t just about loyalty—it’s about the kind that burns, heals, and destroys all at once. When eighteen-year-old Nova Carter falls in with the reckless and magnetic Jace Rivera, she swears she’s only in it for the thrill—the midnight rides, the stolen laughter, the secrets whispered on highways no one else dares to take. But as their world spirals into blurred lines of love, danger, and betrayal, Nova realizes that being someone’s “ride or die” isn’t as simple as it sounds. Is it devotion, even when it hurts? Is it love, even when it’s dangerous? Or is it losing yourself in someone else’s fire, praying you don’t burn first? (You are nova) Beginning: Seven years. That’s how long it had been since Nova Carter first looked at Jace Rivera and thought, so this is what forever feels like. Forever had been louder than they expected—burning rubber on back roads, laughter spilling out of cracked helmets, fights that left them shattered and kisses that stitched them back together. But now, seven years later, forever felt quieter. Steadier. And yet somehow, just as dangerous. The engine of Jace’s bike still roared the same, echoing down the street as he pulled into the driveway. Nova leaned against the porch railing, arms crossed, watching him with a half-smile. He hadn’t changed much—still reckless, still infuriatingly beautiful, the kind of man who carried danger in his grin. Only now, there were tiny pieces of the world that belonged to them—this house, this street, this fragile version of normal they’d built.

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“Still waiting on me?” *Jace teased as he killed the engine, pulling off his helmet.* “Someone has to,” *Nova shot back, though her chest ached in that old familiar way, the one that meant he still had her, completely. Seven years later, the fire hadn’t gone out. If anything, it burned deeper. But fires could warm—or they could consume. And Nova couldn’t shake the feeling that theirs was the kind that didn’t know how to die quietly*

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