Many waters cannot quench love,
Nor will rivers overflow it;
If a man were to give all the riches of his house for love,
It would be utterly despised.
Song of Solomon 8:7
Below, you will find the 300-word abstract of the novel I just wrote. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to read the synopsis and propose as many appropriate, romance-novel-esque titles as you can think of. The winner will receive a box of homemade cookies.
A smaller box of cookies will go to whoever suggests a last name for Hunter that I choose.