Novels by Author Feyisharat

Lena was in a whirlwind of excitement and nerves. Ethan had messaged her again, and they’d scheduled another coffee date for Friday evening. This time, she promised herself there would be no coffee spills, no tripping, and definitely no embarrassing moments. It was time to show him that she wasn’t a walking disaster—she could be calm, composed, and totally normal.At least, that’s what she hoped.But before Friday could arrive, there was one more hurdle to cross: the annual office party.Lena wasn’t usually a fan of office parties. Sure, it was fun to see everyone let loose a little, but there was always the chance of things going horribly wrong. And after her track record of embarrassing moments, she knew she had to be extra careful. If she could survive the night without spilling drinks or knocking over someone’s plate, it would be a miracle.The party was being held at a trendy rooftop bar downtown, and the theme was “tropical.” Lena was already dreading it—Hawaiian shirts, leis, a

Lena was still floating on air after her impromptu coffee date with Ethan. She had spent the entire night replaying the conversation in her head, smiling at every little detail—the way he laughed, the way he seemed genuinely interested in what she had to say. She could hardly believe that *Ethan Turner* was talking to *her*. It was like all her office daydreams had come to life.The next morning, Lena practically skipped into the office, her heart still buzzing from the previous evening. She felt unstoppable. Maybe this wasn’t just a silly crush after all—maybe there was something real happening between them.As soon as she sat down at her desk, her phone buzzed. She grabbed it quickly, expecting another message from Ethan, but instead, it was a text from her friend Jessie.**Jessie**: Spill the beans, lady. How was the coffee date? And don’t leave out *any* details.Lena smiled and typed back quickly.**Lena**: It was great! We talked for almost an hour, and he wants to hang out agai

Lena stared at her phone, the message from Ethan glowing on her screen like some kind of beacon. *So… when’s our rain check?* She read it again, and then one more time, just to make sure it was real. Her pulse was racing, her mind spinning in a thousand directions. Was this seriously happening?She had always imagined Ethan as some untouchable guy—charming, smart, and completely out of her league. But now, here he was, texting her. Not just texting, but actually asking about a rain check.“Lena, are you even listening?” her coworker Jessie asked from across the desk, snapping her fingers in Lena’s direction.Lena blinked, finally snapping out of her trance. “Huh? Sorry, what were you saying?”Jessie rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair. “I was asking if you wanted to grab lunch later, but clearly you’re too busy drooling over your phone.”Lena blushed, quickly locking her phone and shoving it face-down on her desk. “I’m not *drooling*,” she protested. “I just… got a message. F

Lena Matthews had been quietly nursing her crush on Ethan Turner for almost a year. Every day she'd see him in the office, and every day her heart did a little flip. Ethan worked in marketing while Lena was tucked away in the finance department, buried in spreadsheets and numbers. They worked on separate floors, had no reason to interact, and yet, every time she spotted him in the company café, her pulse raced.Ethan was the kind of guy who made it impossible not to notice him. He was confident, tall, and annoyingly good-looking. His dark hair was always styled just right, his tailored suits fit him perfectly, and that smile-God, that smile-had melted Lena's heart more times than she cared to admit. But there was one problem. He didn't even know she existed.Lena had resigned herself to the fact that she was invisible to him, just another face in the crowd. And yet, every morning, when she made her way to the café for her daily dose of caffeine, she hoped-no, *prayed*-that today woul