The Kind of Love Story I Wanted to Write

Oh, I’m genuinely excited to write about this one. Love stories have always been my favorite thing to read, and one of my favorite things to write.

Even though the romance in The Puppet King is a subplot, that does not mean it is small. To me, a powerful love story needs time.

It needs space to grow, to deepen, to become something real.

That’s one of the reasons there is no spice in the first book. (That doesn’t mean there won’t be any in the second 😉). I wanted the relationship between my main characters to develop naturally. I wanted their connection to earn its intensity instead of borrowing it.

In The Puppet King, love is built mostly through yearning. The characters have chemistry. They share a past. They want each other deeply. But something always stands in the way.

I also knew I didn’t want their story to rely on misunderstandings or poor communication. I wanted them to be emotionally aware enough to recognize their feelings, mature enough to speak honestly, and brave enough to desire each other openly.

The problem was never their feelings. The problem was the world around them. The world I created is cruel, and love inside it comes with a cost. It becomes a weakness, a risk, a complication, but never something impossible.

That is the kind of love story I wanted to write. One built on real attraction and genuine connection. A fierce, storm-like love. The kind that steals the air from your lungs. The kind that breaks you open. The kind that can make you cry. And if I’m being honest… I cried more than once while writing them. Because even as the writer, I felt their pain. I felt the wanting. I felt everything slipping through their fingers. Every time they believed they could finally be together, something rose to remind them how impossible it seemed.

So if you ask me what kind of love story I wrote, my answer is simple: The kind that can destroy worlds. The kind that can quiet time itself. The kind that can build worlds all over again.

A love that refuses to lose.

Because I am a romantic at heart. And because I believe that kind of love exists. I’ve been lucky enough to experience it, and lucky enough to still be living it.

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