Bubbles in Berkeley

For the child in all of us.

We spent hours entertaining our toddler child and niece by blowing bubbles. The most beautiful part was seeing the pure joy on their faces, and hearing their innocent, highly contagious giggles.

The best part was when those bubbles would float to random adults in the area. Just seeing how each person burst into smiles or even laughter was so heartening.

We might try to suppress our inner child, but that little one is always ready to make a reappearance. Why fight it?

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Atina Atwood

I'm a writer who believes that everyone has the right to love and be loved, consent is not optional, and souls connect beyond the boundaries of race, gender, nationality, or language. Love is Love. It always has been, and it always will be. Because I do my best to live a faith-based, holistic lifestyle, aspects of this will often be reflected in my work. This is an integral part of who I am. My novels, short stories, and novellas have main characters that are strong-willed and purpose-driven, and there is always a happily-ever-after (HEA). The stories vary in heat-level, from sweet young adult first-love romantic stories to contemporary romance tales with a dash of suspense and tastefully sensual moments. I hope that you’ll join me on my journey, and get to know and love my characters and their stories as much as I do.

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