A hidden son. A contract marriage. A billion-dollar war. The Coffee-Stained Contract The September rain fell in sheets over Portland, a grey curtain that washed the color from the streets and sent pedestrians scrambling for awnings. Inside The Daily Grind,…
A wolf’s past love. A son he never knew. A family worth fighting for. The Stranger Who Smells Like Home The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and artificial vanilla, a combination that usually comforted Lyra Prescott. Not today. She…
A hidden son, a brutal dynasty, and a father’s last stand against the corporate apocalypse. The Ghost at the Counter The rain came down in sheets, washing the neon glow of the Vermillion Mile into the gutters. Caden Thorne pressed…
A hidden son, a dangerous dynasty, and a second chance at first love. The Echo of a Promise The champagne flutes caught the gallery lights like frozen rain. Lyra Caldwell touched the stem of hers, counting the seconds between sips—a…
A secret son, a royal vow, and a love bound by duty and danger. The Portrait in the Locket The Royal Continental Hotel had not changed in eight years. Neither, apparently, had the particular brand of cruelty that filled its…
A six-year-old son’s golden eyes force a werewolf king to confront his hidden past. The Gold-Eyed Stranger The downtown coffee shop bustled with the particular rhythm of late afternoon—the scramble of office workers chasing caffeine, the clatter of porcelain against…
A past mistake. A secret child. A contract that binds a duke and a dressmaker forever. The Dressmaker’s Reckoning The study of Blackwood Manor had not been dusted in six months. Valentina Prescott noticed this in the seconds before she…
He expected a business rival. He found his son and the mate he abandoned. The Return of the Alpha The bell above the door chimed with a tinny, cheerful note that felt like an insult. Xavier Rutherford stepped into The…
Some debts are paid in blood. This one demands a child. The Secret in the Sandbox The September sun sat low over Riverside Park, casting long shadows across the wood-chip playground. Gideon Winslow watched his son from a bench near…
He left to protect her; now a seven-year-old secret threatens them all. The Gold in His Eyes The rain-slicked street reflected the neon glow of the coffee shop sign, blurring red into the wet asphalt as Freya Prescott tightened her…