Hey, reader!

Tomorrow Skylar Nightingale makes her BLP debut with, Mine Forever! This is one beautiful story that I can’t wait for you to get your hands on! In the meantime here’s one last sneak peek!

Mine Forever


Seventeen-year-old Javon Allen is in love with his best friend, Billie Rose, but she’s dating one of the most popular guys in school. Locked in the dreaded friend-zone, he begins to date someone new in hopes of curing his craving heart.

Then Billie drops a bomb that shatters his world. She’s moving cross-country.  Although devastated, he throws her a surprise going away party, but when Javon buys Billie a diamond bracelet with the help of his mother, his girlfriend throws a tantrum and Billie confides to Javon that her boyfriend broke up with her.

Despite Javon’s girlfriend’s outrage, he keeps in touch with Billie. Then, his girlfriend gives him an ultimatum. He must choose his sprouting relationship or the girl he’s always loved. He makes the obvious choice. Billie. But he discovers that she has found someone new. Now he wonders if he should let go of the girl of his dreams or fight to win to her heart?


She stood, drew me into an embrace, and I got lost in her intoxicating vanilla honey scented hair–closing my eyes. The hug lasted longer than usual. Shivers crept through my body as her warmth surrounded me. I felt the rise and fall of her chest. My heart felt like it was running a marathon. As she continued to hold me, she slowly kissed me on the cheek. That was another thing she had not done since she started dating Darius. She backed away from me. My eyes narrowed.

“Billie?” I was confused. I wanted to know what brought that on.
She shook her head. “I gotta go,” she said, turning and heading toward the door.

“Billie,” I repeated. She stopped–her shoulders slumped slowly. She didn’t turn to face me. I inched toward her, placing my hand on her shoulder.

“Talk to me,” I said.
She turned around with tears in her eyes. We shared so much. Why wouldn’t she let me in? I set my hands on her shoulders. “Just tell me.”

“I can’t,” she wept, wiping her face with the heels of her hands.

“You can tell me anything, Billie.” My stomach dropped with anticipation as I held her hand and strolled over to the couch. “Okay. What is it?”
She blew out a shaky breath. “I’m moving.”

My eyes grew. “What? When? Where?” I hoped it wasn’t too far away from our small suburban town, Simsbury, Connecticut. I held my breath, bracing myself for her response.
“San Diego,” she said.
My world stopped for a moment. I clutched my chest, trying to block the daggers that pierced my heart. Then, I practically jumped to my feet. “California, Billie?” I ran my hand over my hair and paced. How could I function with her in California?

She made my days a little brighter and illuminated my world at night. When I needed someone to talk to she always had a listening ear. No. She couldn’t possibly be leaving me. This was not the way it was supposed to be. She was supposed to be in my life forever. Our time together flickered through my mind: Billie and me learning how to swim together, Billie and me going bike riding, playing in the backyard, the day we met.

As my mind reeled, I looked at Billie who watched me but kept silent through tears. I sat next to her, wrapping my arms around her. She rested her head against my chest and let out audible sobs. I pressed my lips onto the top of her head.

“I’m so sorry. You okay?” I asked.

“No.” She sniffled.

We had to find a way to make our friendship work.

I placed my forehead against hers. “We’re gonna get through this.”


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