βMy life was definitely smack dab in the middle of a monsoon season.β Life for Kyle Ellings has been on a downward spiral. After walking in on his boyfriend with another man, Kyle finds his ability to play the drums vanishing into thin air, and with it his scholarships to Beasley Universityβs prest
Reverb (Rhythm and Rhyme Book 2)
β Scribed by Logan, Harper
- Book ID
- 108857079
- Year
- 2017
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 131 KB
- Series
- Rhythm and Rhyme Book 2
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B0716RWFVJ
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
β¦ Synopsis
βI canβt allow myself to slip, not even a little bit.β Overwhelmed with school and his social life, high-strung violinist Byron is scrambling to get everything ready for graduation. On top of that, heβs working hard to find a job impressive enough for his parents. Heβs kept people out with his prickly exterior for too long, though. When a super cute student bumps into him, spilling his coffeeβhe finds himself wondering if he should give this intriguing new friend a chance. βIβve never been able to make friends.β Biology student Marcus transferred to Beasley with the hope of starting with a clean slate. But he hasnβt been successful in making friends, and the loneliness cuts at his soul. When he bumps into Byron, the mortifying incident turns into the opportunity for an actual social lifeβand much more. Marcus has never considered dating men before, but the easy rapport he develops with Byron seems like it could lead to something beautiful. βIβm having such a hard time keeping up.β As Marcus and Byronβs relationship blossoms, and Byron gets involved with a street performance group, the two find themselves growing in ways they never imagined. Marcus finds the confidence he never thought he had, and Byron learns to relax a little. But when the summer looms, threatening to pull them in different directions, the two men have to make a choiceβcommit to a relationship, or commit to their ambitions?
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Iβm not a good man. Iβm not a bad man. But Iβve made some bad mistakes, made the wrong choices. Who hasnβt? But the consequences are tearing us apart. I love two people. I love them differently. The world tells me I have to choose. Why? Why do I have to choose? Loving hurts. Dancing heals. Lov