She returned with his hidden son and enemies who would burn the crown to keep them apart. The Return of the Exiled Bride The royal audience hall of Valdris had not changed in seven years. Neither had the man who…
A Hollywood contract married them. One night bound them. Eight years later, their son revealed the truth. The Coffee-Stained Sketch The rain owned Silver Lake. It fell in sheets, in needles, in the kind of gray curtains that erased the…
He lost her nine years ago. He never knew he had a son. He’ll burn Hollywood to save them. The Boy in the Drawing The corner booth gave him sightlines to both doors—the sidewalk entrance and the service exit the…
He lost his script. She kept their son. Now they must marry to win. The Coffee Shop Inheritance The espresso machine coughed steam. Dante Blackwood rapped the spent grounds into the bin and measured a fresh dose with hands that…
He returned for revenge, but found the son he never knew—and a love worth saving. Coffee and Gold Eyes The coffee shop on Melrose was a cathedral of engineered chaos, all exposed brick and Edison bulbs, its air thick with…
Best friends. One night. A hidden son. A second chance at love—under fire from the Pembertons. The Coffee Shop Reunion The coffee shop was a fishbowl of noise—the pneumatic hiss of the steam wand, the percussive rattle of ceramic cups,…
She hid his son for eight years. The only way to save them? Marry the man who broke her heart. The Scripted Reunion The coffee shop was a cathedral of steam and roasted beans, reclaimed wood and Edison bulbs, the…
A king. A secret marriage. A seven-year-old heir. The Covingtons will burn them down. Chapter 1: The Ashby Crescent The Blue Lantern Coffee Room occupied the corner of Aldgate Street and Rotherbury Passage, wedged between a milliner’s shop and a…
A hidden son, a broken vow, and a love that refused to die. The Boy at Patterson’s Coffee House The asphalt of Hollywood Boulevard still held the day’s heat, softening the air with the smell of tar and orange blossoms…
Seven years ago she disappeared. Now her son has Marcus Mercer’s eyes—and the Blackthorns will stop at nothing. The Boy with Marcus’s Eyes The coffee shop was one of those industrial-barn conversions that had sprouted across Los Angeles like weeds…