The Boy Who Drew Our Way Home

Eight years ago she kept his son a secret. One drawing just brought them all home. The Boy Who Drew a Gate The city had grown teeth in eight years, or maybe it had always had them and Ethan Voss…

Eight years ago she kept his son a secret. One drawing just brought them all home. The Boy Who Drew a Gate The city had grown teeth in eight years, or maybe it had always had them and Ethan Voss…
A level-seven fixer erased by Covington returns to save the son he never knew. The Bluebird at the Grindstone The bell over the door let out a single note, the kind a cheap register makes when a drawer has nowhere…

A hidden son, a contract bride, and a ruthless CEO who becomes a father. The Boy in the Window The coffee shop was called Rook & Bean, and Adrian Thorne had selected it two years prior for a single reason:…

A hidden son. A dead man’s evidence. The only way out is the lullaby only she knows. The Hot Chocolate Trap The coffee shop smelled of burnt sugar and rain. A wall clock above the pastry case ticked the way…

A father’s return. A hidden son. A marriage contract that becomes their only shield. The Return and the Coffee-Stained Reunion # The Return and the Coffee-Stained Reunion The city had grown fat in his absence. Ethan Rutherford stood on the…

A hidden son, a forged betrayal, and a prince’s second chance with the woman he buried. The Coffeehouse Reunion The steam from the coffee urn curled toward the ceiling in lazy spirals, and Aurora Ashford—Anna Grey, she reminded herself, Anna…

She seeks justice for Milo; he finds the son he lost. Only a royal marriage can defeat the Covingtons. Chapter 1: The Gilded Bean The Gilded Bean was a temple to the kind of prosperity that made Cassidy Reyes’s teeth…

One family’s dangerous secret drives a father to protect his son at any cost. The Watcher at the Window The coffee shop’s curved glass front faced the intersection like an aquarium, and Marcus Mercer had never liked being visible from…

A single mom, a secret son, and an alpha who never knew – now hunted by a rival pack. Gold Eyes at Dawn The coffee shop smelled of roasted beans and damp wool, a crowded sanctuary against the November drizzle…

A child from the past. A love reborn. A war for family. The Drawing Left Behind # The Drawing Left Behind Julian Winslow had never been a man for coffee. He preferred whiskey—single malt, aged eighteen years, served in crystal…