It was this specific day again were the hole World was filled with love ....Valentine's Day.... You hated it not because of all the love and roses. No because every year you were single and it got rubbed in your face.

So you found what you needed inside of books fantasy, romance, dark romance and maybe a little bit of spicy ones.

You drive to youre opinion most magical place on earth - youre biggest and nearest bookstore.

You walk through the store that is filled with tones of books. You found some sprayed edges of some books you always wanted. At the end you bought a few sprayed edges and some books that complete a few stories. You couldn't take more with you because you had to save at least a little bit of money. And you had a tone of unread books already.

You step out of the book store the cold night air hits your face. You load the books into youre car as you see youre neighbor on his bike.

At home just as you wanted to dive into a good book your doorbell rings. You groan and walk to the door.

As you open it your jaw drops. The neighbor biker kneeling infront of your door with a book bouquet and roses...