One chance meeting, a hidden son, and a love that refuses to stay buried. The Sketchbook The coffee shop was a cathedral of steam and noise, a low-ceilinged Los Angeles cavern where the hiss of the espresso machine fought a…
A reincarnated alpha wolf finds his hidden son and the woman he crossed worlds to love. The Gold-Eyed Boy Morning rain turned Mercer Street into a gray impressionist painting, smeared headlights and wet brick. The coffee shop was called Lark…
He thought she died. Now Julian meets their son—and a vampire who will kill to claim her. The Day the Past Walked In The coffee shop smelled of cinnamon and burnt sugar, the kind of warm, cloying sweetness that usually…
A hidden son. A dead man’s switch. One accountant must outrun a corporate empire before the lights go out. The Coffee Shop Leak The Grindhouse’s ceiling vent rattled in the key of desperation, and Cassidy Holloway had been listening to…
Framed and betrayed, she hid his son. Now Xavier must earn her trust before Aldridge burns them all. A Ghost in My Coffee The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and wet pavement. Xavier Mercer stood at the counter with…
A hidden son. A seemingly dead man returned. A billionaire’s obsession. One night to stop Project Apocalypse. The Dead Man Orders Coffee The froth on Freya’s latte had settled into a sad, wobbling skin by the time she’d finished explaining…
One night, eight years, a hidden son. A billionaire discovers love deserves a second chance. The Boy With My Eyes # The Boy With My Eyes The coffee shop on Forty-Second Street served the kind of espresso that could strip…
One contract. One child. Eight years of lies. Time for a father to burn them all. The Coffee Shop Reunion The rain was a liar. It fell in soft, indecisive drops that smeared the windshield of the beat-up sedan, promising…
Dante has 72 hours to save the son he never knew from Sterling Industries’ deadly survival game. A Boy Named Milo The coffee shop was called Lamplight, a faux-Industrial Age box of exposed brick and copper piping that smelled of…
A contract marriage. An alpha’s obsession. One blood hunt to survive. The Gold-Eyed Boy at the Coffee Counter The coffee shop smelled of burnt espresso and rain-soaked concrete. A Tuesday afternoon in late October, the kind that dripped gray against…