California Homecoming
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Completed, First published Jun 15, 2026

The novel follows Destiny’s return to California after five years away, detailing her anticipation of reuniting with family and friends. These initial chapters reveal a woman transformed, ready to navigate complex relationships – both new and rekindled. As Destiny re-enters her brother’s world, she quickly becomes entangled in the tensions surrounding his auto shop, sparking flirtatious rivalry and establishing her own mechanical expertise. The narrative traces a competitive edge as Destiny and her brother plan to win a car through racing, hinting at playful challenges and underlying romantic concerns.
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