A buried past, a hidden son, a Blackthorn empire—Lucas levels up or loses them all. Level One: The Boy in the Coffee Shop The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and yesterday’s rain. Lucas Rutherford had chosen the corner table…
She hid their son for eight years. To save him, she must marry her greatest mistake. The Boy with Ashby Eyes The alert arrived at 10:47 a.m. Pacific Standard Time, routed through four encryption layers before it hit Reid’s console…
A secret son. A vengeful dynasty. And a love that refuses to stay buried. The Boy With His Eyes Rowan Voss had a rule: never break eye contact with the exits. It was an old rule, drilled into him by…
One night changed everything. Six years later, he’s a CEO—and she’s hiding his son. One Latte Too Late The rain was a forecast Clara Lennox had stopped believing in. Portland pretended to be sunny in April, dared you to plan…
He vanished seven years ago. Now he’s back to find a son—and a killer who never stopped watching. The Ghost at Table Seven The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and rain-soaked concrete. Lyra Ashford had chosen the corner booth,…
A contract marriage to save his empire. A son she hid for six years. A love they never forgot. The Coffee Shop Proposal The patio at Juniper Coffee had direct sight lines to the intersection, the crosswalk, and the glass…
A hidden son. A corporate vampire. One disgraced protector must burn the Whitmore contract before dawn. The Boy in the Coffee Shop He was counting ceiling tiles when the door chimed. Three hundred and fourteen. A nothing number, but arithmetic…
A CEO who lost it all finds the family he never knew — and must level up to keep them. The Unexpected Variable The server racks hummed the same chord at 11:47 PM, and Julian Rutherford stood at the whiteboard…
Seven years ago, she fled the wolf. Tonight the wolf found her—and the gold-eyed son he never knew. The Gold-Flecked Stranger The Foundry smelled of burnt espresso and yesterday’s rain. Lucas Davenport pushed through the front door at 6:42 a.m.,…
Six years ago she vanished with their secret; now his son is a target. The Coffeehouse Reckoning The mid-morning lull had settled over The Copper Kettle like silt in a glass of harbour water. The ferry crowd had thinned to…