The Heir of Ashby Manor

A secret son, a stolen past, and a duke’s fight to reclaim his family. The Boy in the Harbor The fog off the Thames had teeth this morning. It chewed through the wool of Adrian’s coat and settled deep in…

A secret son, a stolen past, and a duke’s fight to reclaim his family. The Boy in the Harbor The fog off the Thames had teeth this morning. It chewed through the wool of Adrian’s coat and settled deep in…

He left to protect her. She raised his son alone. Now, the past demands blood and a second chance. The Ghost at the Coffee Cart The morning air smelled of burnt espresso and damp pavement, a familiar cocktail that usually…

She hid his son. He owns Tinseltown. Now the Blackthorns want them both dead. The Six-Year Secret The Grind House Coffee occupied the corner of a refurbished auto body shop in Silver Lake, all exposed brick and industrial lighting that…

A six-year-old secret threatens his empire and awakens his heart. The Algorithm of a Broken Deal The coffee shop was called Axiom, which Adrian Blackwood had always found appropriately soulless. Bronze fixtures. Marble counters. A mathematical precision to the arrangement…

A six-year secret, a ruthless empire, and one family’s fight to reclaim their future. Echoes of a Broken Pact The rain had stopped an hour ago, but Haven’s Brew still smelled of wet cobblestones and bitter roast. Killian Crane sat…

He left to protect her. Eight years later, their son’s golden eyes bring them back together. The Stranger at the Doorstep The rain had been a constant for three days now, a gray curtain that turned the downtown district into…

Eight years ago she fled. Now the truth has a heartbeat and a name. The Ghost in the Hospital Corridor The antiseptic sting of Randall-St. Mary’s Children’s Hospital clung to the back of Vivian Ashford’s throat like a bad memory.…

He was her first love. She has his son. And both are walking into a trap. The Return of a Ghost The elevator hummed as it climbed the sixty-seven floors of Blackwood International’s headquarters. Nova Reyes pressed her palm flat…

One stolen night. A secret son. A tycoon who’ll burn the world to protect them. The Echo of an Oath The rain came down in sheets, turning the gaslamp glow of 17th Street into a smear of amber. Lyra Waverly…

One inheritance, one hidden son, and a love that Hollywood couldn’t kill. The Inheritance Clause The coffee shop on Canon Drive was doing its usual midday trade—agents on Bluetooth headsets, producers nursing oat milk lattes, and a smattering of tourists…