“Take your shirt off,” Theo says. “For medical reasons.” 😇 Because nothing screams self-control like stitching up the guy who used to flirt with your crush.

Theo is trying to be normal. He’s trying to go to class, drink coffee, and pretend the café humiliation didn’t happen. Then at 2 a.m. his buzzer goes off, and Hamlet is on the other side with a bloody eyebrow and a stubborn little “I’m not going to the hospital.” So Theo drags him inside anyway, plays reluctant nurse, and tells himself he’s doing the right thing. Except Hamlet cleans his apartment like he lives there, cooks like he’s auditioning for Husband, and wanders out wearing Theo’s briefs like that’s a reasonable Tuesday. Theo should kick him out. He does not kick him out. You, however, will be screaming into your pillow. Theo’s fingers spread ointment over bruises he wasn’t supposed to see, Hamlet makes a sound he definitely wasn’t supposed to make, and then the phone rings… and Theo answers. “Is this the boy working the streets?” a man slurs.

Lana’s done kissing frogs—and bad imitators of her dream predator. She craves a man who can chase her for real, one who feels the pull of that same primal connection she’s always imagined. Erick, meanwhile, has a different kind of problem: as the CEO of a matchmaking empire, he’s being told to find a wife—fast. Trouble is, the only woman who stirs his instincts doesn’t want to be caught easily. When their worlds collide, sparks fly, instincts roar, and the game begins. But in this chase, who’s really hunting whom?

“Curtsy again and I’ll make you dance with me.” Emperor Bastian is supposed to pick a bride like he’s choosing dessert. Instead, he slips into the garden and catches a woman in emerald silk trying to disappear. Before the romance meddles, Julia Weismar is doing her best to be invisible at a royal ball while her perfect sister gets paraded as The Obvious Choice. Then the emperor shows up in the roses, takes Julia’s hand like he owns it, and looks offended that she’s breathing without his permission (rude… and annoyingly hot). He calls her “interesting” like it’s a threat, asks for a dance like it’s a command, and you’ll be sitting there thinking, girl, run… while also begging her not to. A footman clears his throat. “His Imperial Majesty requests Lady Julia Weismar for the next waltz.”

“He held the cupcake over the trash like it was a threat.” Hailey should hate Heath Cavanaugh for that. She does hate him. Which makes the way her pulse jumps when he looks at her… deeply inconvenient. Before romance gets anywhere near her life, Hailey’s just trying to be a good nanny to sweet, sand-covered Elsie and survive her boss’s mood swings. Then Heath starts hovering at bedtime, showing up at the splash pad in dress clothes, and acting personally offended that Hailey gave her number to a gorgeous, golden-retriever man named Wes. 🙃 Heath is bossy, blunt, and allergic to fun. He also catches Elsie when she launches herself at him, tells ridiculous stories that make her howl with laughter, and watches Hailey like he’s memorizing her. You know that look. Hailey flirts with Wes at the park because she’s allowed to date like a normal woman, thanks. Heath responds by policing her cupcakes, her plans, and her boundaries… until Elsie literally forces them to hug goodnight. And right when Hailey thinks she’s finally getting space, she rushes upstairs after her date and finds Elsie’s bed empty.

Unemployed, betrayed by her boyfriend, and entirely out of luck, Alessandra Vega is having the worst week of her life. Enter Domenico Santoro. Lethal, gorgeous, and emotionally unavailable, Nico is exactly the kind of distraction Alex needs to survive the night.

She leaves the morning after with her pride intact and her sights set on her new corporate job. But the universe has a sick sense of humor. Her new CEO? Nico. He doesn't do relationships, and she doesn't do office romances. But keeping things professional is going to be impossible when her new boss already knows exactly how she tastes.

“He’s the interim police chief. I’m the woman who keeps a foster teen in her office.” 😌 And yes, the coffee goes cold while the tension stays hot.

Banter’s life is color-coded chaos before romance interferes. She’s got a nearly paid-off mortgage, three kids, two dogs, and a husband who thinks “security plan” is a flirty bedtime topic. Corey calls it being prepared. Banter calls it foreplay with spreadsheets, which makes it worse. You get that sweet married-couple banter where he’s steady and bossy in the way that should annoy her. It doesn’t. It absolutely does. Then she strolls into the station with a baby on her hip and a dog on a leash, and Patsy drags her straight to Livia, a foster teen left sitting in the lobby for hours. Banter hands Livia chips, a soda, and a chair in her own office like she’s claiming her. You’d do it too. And just when Banter thinks she’s heading home, the door opens.

“Ma’am… why is that child on the sixth floor?”

Tucker steps into Olivia’s world expecting discomfort, but not the quiet pull to become someone he barely recognizes. Thistle Hill gleams with charm and sharp edges, where polished smiles hide cutting expectations and belonging comes with a price. Determined to stand beside Olivia, Tucker reshapes himself to fit the mold, trading rough edges for refinement and slipping into a life that feels both thrilling and dangerously easy to lose in. Olivia watches it happen, torn between holding on and letting go, as the man she loves starts to blur at the edges. Their connection, once bright and effortless, now flickers under pressure. In a place where appearances matter most, they must decide what is worth keeping… and what they are willing to risk to stay true to themselves.

All great stories are made great because they contain great characters who face great conflict. I often find myself wondering if that’s what my story is meant to be. I’ve got the conflict part down, but I don’t see myself as some heroine in some epic tale, but who knows…maybe I’m just the supporting character in someone else’s great story.

Alexis was your typical everyday good girl with excellent grades, a single best friend, an annoying elder brother and a family that loved her to no end.  When senior year rolled up, Alexis wasn't looking to expand her small social circle of friends or put herself out there but things are meant to change, after all, change is the only constant thing in life.  Paired to do a group assignment with the school's three new mysterious gorgeous looking guys at the start of the term. Alexis is tested in more ways than one.  Cheesy pick up lines, rude guys, charming smiles, motorcycle rides, coffee dates and long hours together is all it takes to make her question everything she ever knew.  But what happens when she falls for one of them? The one with the dark hair and piercing green eyes? What will she do when he finds out about the secret she's been harbouring all her life? She begins to regret her decision and wish she'd met him long before but life has its own way of playing with one's feelings. Will her secret break their newly found relationship or will it make it grow stronger?

There’s no such thing as fairytales. There’s no such thing as fidelity. Anything can happen at any moment. One minute you can be so happy that all you want to do is scream, and the next… you’re sitting all alone in your bedroom crying your eyes out because the one person who you thought would be there with you through anything, isn’t there anymore. I watched my mom’s heart break.

So why would I want to follow in the same fate? Why would I want to indirectly stumble right into my hearts demise? I can’t. I won’t.

Love is an illusion – There’s just no such thing.

When Skyler loses her legs and her hearing to a mortar impact, her life changes overnight. She is a soldier through and through, and now she has to put that life aside.

She goes to live with her parents in America, who bought an American football team a few years ago, so she can heal and rebuild. She finds new friends, a new kind of life, and the man she left behind, who still has no idea what happened to her.

But danger lurks here too, in a different way than in the army.

A story about dealing with the challenges that life gives you.

Ava, a twenty-year-old college student and half human, half werewolf hasn’t spoken to her mother in years. Ava’s mother’s latest husband, Alpha of Blackthorn pack, Lucas Blackthorn calls Ava one day with troubling news: her mother has died. But nothing prepares her for the truth that begins to unravel the moment she meets Lucas face to face. He’s her mate.

“I’m your guard,” Nico says. “Don’t touch me.” So Ariella touches him anyway. With her mouth. 😇 She’s been doing grief, diapers, and family meetings in heels since her mom died and her dad never woke up. She should get one thing that’s hers. Then her brother assigns a gorgeous new soldier to “protect” her, and he follows her like a shadow with good arms and better restraint, which is infuriating. You’ll love how she talks big and still shakes when she visits the hospital. Nico keeps calling her “ma’am” like that’s going to stop her. It doesn’t. She leans across the SUV seat and tugs his collar. He grits out, “Ariella… no.” Then the window explodes. Luca’s flashlight hits their half-undressed bodies.

“Stop staring, Ryker.” Lilly says it in her head while she’s deadlifting before sunrise… and he keeps staring anyway. Before any boy gets in her way, Lilly is just trying to survive Montisque Academy without crying in the courtyard again, keep her head down, and get strong enough to feel untouchable. Then her teacher, Mr. Coleson, calmly slides a stack of papers toward her and admits he isn’t just grading. He’s her father’s bodyguard. So now Lilly’s got a gorgeous, rule-breaking adult shadowing her hallways, a rich gym boy watching her like he already owns the view, and bullies who love an audience. She should hate the attention—she does hate it—which makes it worse when her skin still prickles. And you know that moment when you can feel gossip being born? Yeah, that. Coleson walks her out after school, fingers brushing her elbow like it’s nothing, and every head turns. “Lilliana Lorenzo?” the front office calls.

Chloe thrives on control, sharp comebacks, and fixing impossible reputations. So when the Frozen City Vipers hire her to clean up their latest scandal, she walks in ready to work. The problem? Ryder. The team’s brooding captain would rather skate through a wall than smile for a camera, and he definitely doesn’t want a PR queen telling him what to do. Forced into staged appearances and fake teamwork, their constant bickering quickly turns into dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore. Between icy stares, late-night strategy sessions, and tension hot enough to melt the rink, Chloe and Ryder start slipping past each other’s defenses. But secrets, pride, and careers make falling for each other the riskiest play of all.