She fled to save him. Their six-year-old son is now the Sterlings’ target—and the duke’s only hope. The Coffeehouse Reckoning The coffeehouse on Fenchurch Street was a cavern of steam and noise, its tiled walls slick with condensation that dripped…
Seven years ago, she vanished. Today she returns with his son—and the truth that could destroy the throne. The Return of the Hidden Son # Chapter 1: The Return of the Hidden Son The clock above the Silver Swan’s marble…
He thought her lost; now Marcus must choose between a crown, a contract, and the son he never knew. The Boy with My Mark The morning light over Mayfair was the color of weak tea, filtering through the smeared windows…
A duke finds his hidden heir and the bride he wronged—before a mad lord claims her. The Coffee House Reckoning The clock above Whitmore’s Coffee House had a chime that had not worked since the Year of the Late Frost.…
A missing duke, a hidden son, and one scandalous chance to reclaim the love she left behind. The Boy Who Looked Like a Duke The fog had not yet lifted from Cheapside when Nadia Ashford coaxed the last button of…
Seven years ago he vanished. Now a Hollywood café, a secret son, and a crown to claim. The Picture in Her Purse The espresso machine at The Stitchery shrieked like a seagull with a grudge, and Evangeline Waverly used the…
A stolen night, a hidden son, and a royal duke who will burn the world to protect them. The Boy with Blackwood Eyes The wheel broke on Marlowe Street with a crack like a pistol shot. Sebastian Blackwood, the Royal…
A stolen night, a hidden son, and a king who will burn a dynasty to keep them. The Summons in the Coffeehouse The coffeehouse on Merrow’s high street was a furnace of steam and voices. Freya Montclair pressed her spine…
She kept his son a secret. He’ll make her a duchess, or die trying. The Boy with the Crane Birthmark The coffeehouse at No. 11 Bond Street was a theater of steam and silver, its mirrors yellowed by decades of…
She returned from Hollywood with his hidden son—now the King must claim them both before his enemies do. The Boy with the King’s Eyes The Golden Leaf Coffee House had stood on the corner of Marek Street for sixty-one years,…