Iโm the little girl in the pink raincoat from the missing persons poster. The one abducted from outside her home while her twin sister and parents were inside.
Search parties and manhunts scoured the country looking for me, but Iโd seemingly vanished into thin air.
Years passed, and eventually, people moved on with their lives.
And like the tattered, missing-persons posters, I faded away.
Only I wasnโt dead, just forgotten.
And while the world moved on, I was held captive in a time capsule of terror for over a decade.
When a kidnapping sees me reunited with my sister, Iโm pulled into the protective bubble of the Raven Souls MC and dropped into the arms of the ex-MMA fighter Ambros Deveraux.
Ambros is everything I never knew I needed. With him beside me, I can finally lay the past to rest.
But when a man with a grudge against the MC starts looking for a weakness to exploit, a damaged woman like me becomes a predatorโs wet dream.
Now Iโm fighting my demons and a monster, but if he thinks damaged means weak, heโs forgetting the one thing I know how to do better than anyone.
Candice Wright is the international bestselling author of the Underestimated Series. Hailing from the UK, Candice lives with her three slightly unhinged children and the long-suffering partner. When she isnโt busy raising the next generation of crazy, you can find her sitting at the computer writing words she hopes will resonate or snuggled up reading stories by the authors that cultivated her love of the written word.
Natalie Dugan thought starting a cleaning business would bring freedom, not danger. Between caring for her sick mother and juggling new clients, she has no time for romanceโuntil she meets Aaron Marino, a scarred ex-firefighter who makes her question everything. When a series of suspicious fires spreads through their Virginia town, suspicion falls on every man around her, leaving Natalie to unravel a deadly mystery before vengeance consumes them all. Readers who enjoy high-stakes and forced proximity romances will devour Burning Vengeance by Tricia T. LaRochelle, a small-town, fireman romantic suspense.
When Natalie Dugan trades spreadsheets for scrub brushes, she hopes her new cleaning business will give her independenceโand the chance to care for her ailing mother. Love isnโt on her agenda, but everything changes when she meets Aaron Marino, a reclusive ex-firefighter scarred by the blaze that nearly claimed his life.
As a string of suspicious fires threatens their quaint Virginia town, every man in Natalieโs orbit becomes a suspect: her hard-working new boyfriend, her motherโs unfairly maligned partner, her unsettling neighbor, and even Aaron himself. But the closer Natalie gets to Aaron, the harder it is to ignore the spark that refuses to extinguish.
When the truth behind the fires finally ignites, Natalie will have to confront betrayal, vengeance, and danger that hits far too close to home. Survivalโand loveโdepend on whether she can brave the flames of the past โฆ before they consume her.
Yaz and I were the new owners of cockapoos. Daisy was my baby, and Sadie was Yazโs. We adopted the two sisters six months ago, when we had both decided to try our hand at pet parenting. And we were smitten. Our little spitfires kept us busy.
Embracing the doggy craze, Iโd bought pjโs with images of dogs adorning them, tote bags, and throws of the same type of pattern, and of course, the scrubs. Hell, I even had stemless wine glasses with doggy prints etched into the glassโa gift from Mom last Christmas. She doted on Daisy more than I did.
โYou the cleaning lady?โ
Aaronโs voice brought me back to the moment.
I do have a name.
Other than his gaze lingering on my outfit for a millisecond longer than normal, Aaron never really looked at me as he spoke. He stayed focused on the area behind me, mostly. He also kept lightly scratching at his beard, like someone would do when they were either anxious or prone to such habits.
Handsome or not, I kept my mind on high alert as I watched for signs of crazy from this guy. One hand remained in my pocket, gripping my pepper spray.
โYes, Iโm Natalie. Natalie Dugan.โ I reached my free hand out, and he shook it, quickly releasing his grip.
Here’s one with a sense of danger:
Daisy wandered the backyard by the fence bordering Alanโs property. I hated it when she did that, but it was late, and what difference did it make? As long as she did her business in a timely fashion, I was fine.
โOkay, go potty, Daisy.โ Not sure why I had to ask her this. I hoped certain words and phrases would register. During the day, I had taught her to ring a potty-training bell that hung from both the front and back doors of the house. She and I were a work in progress.
I wrapped my jacket around my waist and wiggled my legs for warmth. โHurry up, Daisy. Go potty, so we can get back to bed.โ
While the little pup sniffed the ground along the fence line, I waited, my gaze wandering the surrounding area, especially the pitchy woods growing thick out back.
I loved the privacy, but couldnโt help but wonder what animals lurked. Especially on a night like this one, when the moon was hiding behind a dense layer of clouds, the darkness so thick, I could barely see my dog.
You forgot to turn on the outside light, genius. Oh, well, this wonโt take long.
Movement cut through my thoughts, my senses on guard. If a raccoon or a fox came bounding over the fence, I was ready to grab Daisy and whisk her inside.
A shadow appeared on the other side of the fence. Alan? Oh, shit. What was he doing out here at this hour? My heart slammed against my ribcage, and I lost my breath. What was it about this dude? Heโd been harmless so far. Rude, but otherwise benign. Maybe it was those gas cans? His uncanny resemblance to the man in that Netflix show? Or just a sixth sense?
โD-Daisy, w-we gotta go,โ I whisper-yelled.
At this point, she was in full squat mode, doing her business.
The shadow moved closer as my body trembled and my lungs strained to accept any semblance of oxygen. I wanted to run, but I stood paralyzed.
The shadow lifted something large. A flick of a lighter followed. All at once, a dragon-sized ball of fire illuminated the night.
All went dark. Alan moved closer. The fire ignited again, and I could see flames escaping Alanโs mouth. It was like something out of a circus. The heat flushed my cheeks with its warmth.
Daisy, having finished, backed away from the fence and barked at the wild display.
In an instant, I could see Alan clearly, until the firebomb extinguished, and darkness returned.
Alan lifted the bottle and spat more flames. His head turned slightly, his gaze meeting mine.
Holy shit. What if he spat his flames over here?
About Tricia T. LaRochelle
Since she was a little girl, award-winning author Tricia T. LaRochelle has been obsessed with tragic love stories. No beach reads for her. Bring on the grit with a double side of turmoil. She likes to feel the characterโs anguish as they fight to overcome obstacles to be together. Growing up in central Vermont, she has seen her share of tragedy but remains a hopeful romantic. She now lives in central Virginia, where she continues to foster the possibilities of how love can conquer all.
From International bestselling author Maggie Cole comes a morally gray psychological romance where boundaries are temptation, ethics are foreplay, and a dangerously perceptive woman sets her stalker sights on her therapist.
My parents made me see a therapist for stalking.
They thought Dr. Red Mercer would cure me. They assumed he would teach me restraint, discipline, and distance. What they didnโt count on was the way his gaze lingers too long, like heโs undressing the truth instead of treating it. Or how his voice tightens every time I say exactly what Iโm thinking.
He says boundaries. I hear an invitation.
He says ethics. I see a man begging not to want me.
Iโm not spiraling. Iโm precise. I know where he draws the line and exactly how to leap over it.
Red calls my fixation a disorder.
I call it fate already in motion.
This is my version of the sessions.
And no matter how hard he fights it, Iโll strip away his control until Dr. Red Mercer admits what we both know.
He was never meant to resist me.
Resisting Blue is book one of the Beautiful Delusions Duet. See Authors Note inside the book for trigger warnings.
Maggie Cole is committed to bringing her readers alphalicious book boyfriends and fiercely strong heroines.
Sheโs been called the literary master of steamy romance. Her books are full of raw emotion, suspense, and will always keep you wanting more. She is a masterful storyteller of contemporary romance and loves writing about broken people who rise above the ashes.
Maggie lives in Florida with her son. She loves tennis, yoga, paddleboarding, boating, other water activities, and everything naughty.
Her current series were written in the order below:
All In (Stand alones with entwined characters)
It’s Complicated (Stand alones with entwined characters)
Brooks Family Saga (Read in order)
Behind Closed Doors (Read in order)
Mafia Wars (Stand alones with interconnecting plot and entwined characters)
Mafia Wars New York (Stand alones with interconnecting plot and entwined characters)
Cover Photographer: R plus M Photo/Reggie Deanching
My life was boring, so I decided to shake it up a bit.
With my life at the ranch changing by the minute, and not for the better, it seemed I would never find any excitement to fill my days.
They say to be careful what you wish for, and I learned that the hard way.
Walking in on a stranger trying on my teal coat, only to find out we slept together, was a shocker.
I didnโt remember a single second of how we met or what happened after.
Neither did he.
But apparently, everyone in town knew our business.
And the secret we were carrying around.
But before I got a chance to tell my new man any of this, things took a strange turn.
Bullets flying, men attacking every hour of the day, and neither of us had any idea why.
And that was just the bad stuff.
There was an undeniable chemistry between us, and keeping our hands to ourselves turned out to be harder than I thought.
But the infuriating man was insistent on keeping me safe.
And the whole time, all I really wanted to say was Shut Up and Kiss Me.
Hard Rock Bottom of Your Heart โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ Amazon Review – “Some of her best writing…Holy cow, this book! I was immediately immersed in Murky Falls! I could not put this book down. Im excited to read the rest of the series!”
Real Good Man โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ Amazon Review from C. Luna – “Real Good Man by Giulia Lagomarsino is the kind of small-town romance that sneaks past your defenses with humor, heart, and a slow-burn love you didnโt see comingโbut end up rooting for with your whole chest.”
How Forever Feels โญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธโญ๏ธ Amazon Review – “This author never fails to entertain. Her characters come to life. You live their emotions. Every. Book is it’s own adventure. Next book please!”
I’m a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, “No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book.” I didn’t think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn’t already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven’t been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.
A thousand years of existence, and Iโve felt nothing.
No spark. No hunger beyond blood. No purpose outside protecting my brothers in the Eternal Sins MC.
A club of monsters pretending weโre just bikersโdragons, lycans, necromancers, warlocks, shifters, and more. Creatures bound together by secrecy and survival. Weโve built something hereโa fortress, a family, forged from beings the world would burn if it ever learned the truth.
Then she walks into my bar.
Sloane doesnโt belong in my world. Sheโs human, fragile, and carrying a weight in her eyes that tells me sheโs already survived too much. I should keep my distance, let her live her life untouched by monsters like me.
Instead, my Bloodfire stirs for the first time in centuries.
Wanting her is reckless. Claiming her would be unforgivable. And yet every instinct I have tells me sheโs already bound to this world, whether she knows it or not.
When violence comes for her, everything changes. Lines are crossed, laws are broken, and ancient powers take notice.
Iโve spilled blood for my club. Iโve buried enemies without regret. But protecting Sloane means defying forces that donโt forgive, and wonโt forget.
Because loving her may cost me my brothers, my freedomโฆ
And the woman she still is.
But protecting Sloane might mean losing her to the monster sheโs becoming.
From USA Today Bestselling Authors K E Osborn and Kathleen Kelly comes Bloodfire Rising.
Immortal bikers. Supernatural bonds. Dark romance that defies death. Where monsters find family, ancient vampires discover what it means to feel, and one womanโs awakening power threatens to destroy or save them all.
With a flair for all things creative, USA Today Bestselling Author K E Osborn, is drawn to the written word. Exciting worlds and characters flow through her veins, coming to life on the page as she laughs, cries, and becomes enveloped in the storyline right along with you. She’s entirely at home when writing sassy heroines and alpha males that rise from the ashes of their pasts.
K E Osborn comforts herself with tea and Netflix, after all, who doesn’t love a good binge?
Kathleen Kelly, a USA Today Best-Selling Author and an International Best-Selling Author, is known for her fast-paced, spicy romance novels. Kathleen writes MC, Paranormal, Sports, and Band of Brothers Romance.
When sheโs not writing, sheโs collecting handbags (they always fit!) and planning her next international trip.
Kathleen can be spotted in local cafes, blending in with the regulars while plotting her next tale of passion and intrigue. She finds inspiration in the quirky characters around her, both real and fictional.
Living in Toowoomba, Queensland, with her childhood sweetheart, SL, rescue sweetheart Freya, and Eir, the soon-to-be gigantic Maine Coon who thinks sheโs the main character, Kathleen values kindness, loyalty, and good stories.
If you have any questions about her novels or would like to ask Kathleen a question, she can be contacted via e-mail: HERE, or she can be found on Facebook. Kathleen welcomes messages from readers who share her love for stories that leave hearts racing and cheeks blushing.
Aislinn Killeen is a good girl. When her sister goes missing during a trip to New York, Aislinn leaves her hometown Dublin behind to search for her. She finds shelter with her uncle, a priest in the biggest Irish-catholic parish in the city and also the confessor for the Irish mob. Her investigations soon lead her to the criminal underworld, and one of its major players: Lorcan Devaney.
Lorcan Devaneyโs reign is brutal, his temper feared and his patience non-existent.
Aislinn is sure heโs the man who knows what happened to her sister. She realizes too late that attracting the attention of a man like Lorcan is a horrible idea. When secrets from her familyโs past are revealed, sheโs forced to marry the man who might be responsible for her sisterโs disappearance.
Will she find her sister and escape the unwanted marriage, or will she be the second Killeen to disappear?
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Cora Reilly is the author of the Born in Blood Mafia Series, The Camorra Chronicles and many other books, most of them featuring dangerously sexy bad boys. Before she found her passion in romance books, she was a traditionally published author of young adult literature.
Cora lives in Germany with a cute but crazy Bearded Collie, as well as the cute but crazy man at her side. When she doesn’t spend her days dreaming up sexy books, she plans her next travel adventure or cooks too spicy dishes from all over the world.
โSorry for making up that story,โ he said. โBut I didnโt know what else to tell him. Wasnโt like I could admit the real reason Iโm here looking out for you.โ
I crossed my arms. โMaybe you shouldโve, and he couldโve carted you away, so I donโt have to deal with any of this.โ
โNow, now. Is that how you talk to your loving boyfriend?โ He winked.
โPlease donโt repeat that.โ Especially in that annoyingly seductive voice.
โWell, you donโt think at some point weโre gonna have to pretend to be something to each other? People are going to wonder who the hell I am. How else are you going to explain me, if Iโm not your boyfriend?โ
โIโm hoping not to have to explain you at all because Iโm counting on this arrangement ending soon.โ
โWell, if youโd let me sleep inside like you shouldโve, I wouldnโt have attracted the neighborโs attention.โ
โI will admit that making you sleep outside was a mistake, in hindsight.โ I rubbed my pounding temples. โDo you want some coffee? I need to get a cup before my head explodes.โ
He smiled wide. โI would love some.โ
God, those dimples.
Had they been there yesterday?
Of course they had.
Again, I needed coffee.
After I filled two mugs, I handed him one. โAs you just saw, my neighbor is very nosy. You need to keep a low profile. That means no hanging around outside my house unless absolutely necessary. Sheโll try to talk to you.โ
โIโll be fine if she does. Iโm a pretty good liar.โ
โHow commendable.โ
He shrugged. โI donโt make a habit of it. But in this business, you have to be able to stretch the truth with a straight face.โ
Putting my coffee down, I crossed my arms. โWe have to set some ground rules.โ
Wes grinned from behind his mug. โOkayโฆโ
Heโd better be taking this seriously. I took another long sip of coffee. โOne, you have to sleep on the couch. I only have one bedroom. Soโฆโ
โAll right. I was expecting that. No big deal. Iโve slept on worse things.โ
โNot even gonna ask.โ I sighed. โAlso, no walking around without your clothes on.โ
Wes raised a brow and laughed. โWhy would I do that?โ
โI donโt know. You seem like the type who might be comfortable enough in your skin to want to flaunt it or something. Just letting you know I wonโt appreciate that.โ
โNo naked ass. Got it.โ He nodded. โWhat else?โ
โNo eating anything in my refrigerator that belongs to me. I just went to Erewhon to stock up. Practically spent a weekโs salary.โ I opened the fridge and began moving my items to the right, leaving spots on the left of the top two shelves empty. โYou can keep your stuff on this side.โ
โHow generous of youโฆโ He grinned.
I tilted my head. โAre you mocking me?โ
โNo.โ He pursed his lips, probably to keep from laughing.
I sighed. Maybe I did need to calm down. This situation was making me more high-strung than usual.
After a moment, he asked, โAre you done?โ
โIโll let you know if I think of anything else.โ
โLookโฆโ he said. โI donโt wanna be here any more than you want me here. So letโs just try to make the best of it.โ
โWe donโt need to make the best of it. We need to stay out of each otherโs way and not make each other insane.โ I downed the last of my cup of joe.
Wesโs expression dampened. Had I hurt his feelings? This situation stressed me out and made me less than pleasant. My fatherโs antics brought out the worst in me. I felt like I needed a time out.
On that note, I took my own advice and ventured back to my room to have my second cup of coffee in peace.
When I walked back out into the living room about fifteen minutes later, my jaw dropped. It was like Iโd walked onto the set of Love Island. Wes was sitting on the couch with his feet up on the ottomanโshirtless, with every beautiful contour of his bronzed chest on full display.
What. The. Heck. I gulped. โWhat are you doing?โ
He stood, looking confused. โWhat do you mean? Iโm just sitting here.โ
โYouโve only been here a matter of minutes, and youโve already broken a rule.โ I scoffed. โThe most important one, I might add.โ
He drew in his brows. โWhat rule?โ
I glared. โNaked?โ
He looked down at his chest. โIโm not naked.โ
โYou took your shirt off.โ
โThatโs shirtless. Not naked. You say naked, and I thinkโฆjunk hanging out. This is not naked.โ
I shook my head. โYou need to wear a shirt in this house.โ
He stalked toward me. โItโs hot as Hades in here. Does your air conditioner even work?โ
โI donโt like it too cold. I freeze easily.โ
โI guess thatโs what happens to people who are already cold enough.โ
As he stood there with his hands on his hips, I did feel oddly warm, actually. And it had nothing to do with the air-conditioner setting.
He smirked. A chill ran down my spine.
F*ck. Those dimples.
Iโm going to kill my father for hiring this guy.
Vi Keeland is a #1โฏNew York Times, #1โฏWall Street Journal, andโฏUSA TodayโฏBestselling author. With millions of books sold, her titles are currently translated in twenty-seven languages and have appeared on bestseller lists in the US, Germany, Brazil, Bulgaria and Hungary. Three of her short stories have been turned into films by Passionflix, and two of her books are currently optioned for movies. She resides in New York with her husband and their three children where she is living out her own happily ever after with the boy she met at age six.
Penelope Ward is a New York Times, USA Today and #1 Wall Street Journal bestselling author of contemporary romance.
She grew up in Boston with five older brothers and spent most of her twenties as a television news anchor. Penelope resides in Rhode Island with her husband, son, and beautiful daughter with autism.
With millions of books sold, she is a 21-time New York Times bestseller and the author of over thirty novels. Her books have been translated into over a dozen languages and can be found in bookstores around the world.
On a career level, Pepper currently has close to 40 books released in nine languages. Sheโs hit best-seller lists (USA Today, New York Times, and Wall Street Journal) almost 40 times. She dabbles in multiple genres, ranging from Dark Romance to Coming of Age.
On a personal level, Pepper lives on a farm with two minis, four horses, countless birds and wildlife, and a precious little ball of fluff called Mo. Her little house-rabbit sits at her feet while writing all the words, and always seems to know when sheโs writing a naughty scene. Heโs her muse and the main reason why a rabbit is on her author logo.
Now back to the writing stuffโฆ
After chasing her dreams to become a full-time writer, Pepper has earned recognition with awards for best Dark Romance, best BDSM Series, and best Hero. Sheโs an #1 iBooks bestseller, along with #1 in Erotic Romance, Romantic Suspense, Contemporary, and Erotica Thriller. Sheโs also honored to wear the IndieReader Badge for being a Top 10 Indie Bestseller.
After releasing two books with Grand Central, Hachette (Ruin & Rule and Sin & Suffer) Pepper is a Hybrid Author of both Traditional and Self-published work.
Tropes: Touch Her and Die; Forced Proximity; Hurt/comfort; MC President’s Daughter; Found Family
Release Date: March 17, 2026
Beth Daniels grew up in the morally gray world of the Hellโs Handlers Motorcycle Club. Daughter of a legacy, surrounded by overprotective alpha bikers and fierce women who never backed down, sheโs spent her whole life trying to prove sheโs more than an MC princess. Smart, stubborn, and desperate to carve out her own identity, she left home determined to stand on her own. But independence comes at a price, and by the time she admits needing her family isnโt weakness, sheโs trapped in a nightmare relationship that shatters her confidence and breaks something deep inside.
Saint knows what true darkness looks like. Raised in a militant cult, he learned early how to protect the vulnerable and fight with everything he has for the people he loves. As the second oldest of many siblings, responsibility is etched into his bones. So when he finds Beth in danger, he doesnโt hesitate; he pulls her out and becomes the one steady place in her crumbling world. And somewhere between watching over her and trying to keep his distance, the attraction he swore heโd never feel ignites.
Sheโs younger. Sheโs his presidentโs daughter. She already left the club once. Wanting her isnโt just reckless, itโs dangerous.
As one of her fatherโs men, Saint is off-limits. Crossing that line could cost him everything, including the family heโs chosen. Beth refuses to be the reason Saint loses the brotherhood that saved him. But some connections are too strong to deny, and some temptations refuse to be ignored. When enemies surface with Beth in their crosshairs, the biker who promised to stay away becomes the only man capable of burning the world down to keep her safe. And Beth, tired of being protected, tired of being told who she can be and who she can love, finally chooses her own life and her own man.
Their chemistry is wildfire. Their secrets are landmines. And loving a Hellโs Handler has never come without a price.
๐จ Content Warning: This book will have some on-page DV (NOT between H/h)
Lilly Atlas is an award-winning contemporary romance author, proud Navy wife, and mother of three spunky girls. For years, Lilly has been daydreaming and plotting characters in her head while driving, showering, and sometimes when she was supposed to be paying attention to something else. She finally decided to get the ideas out of her head and into books. Every time Lilly downloads a new eBook, she expects her Kindle App to tell her itโs exhausted and overworked. Sheโs been waiting for the pop-up asking to please give it some rest. Thankfully, that hasnโt happened yet, so she can often be found absorbed in a new book.
๐ช๐ต๐ฒ๐ป ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฏ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ด๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐ป๐๐ผ ๐ต๐ถ๐ ๐ฐ๐น๐๐ฏ๐ต๐ผ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐บ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฑ๐ ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐. ๐ก๐ฎ๐บ๐ฒ๐น๐ ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐๐ ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐๐ต๐ถ๐ฟ๐๐ฒ๐ฒ๐ป-๐๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ฟ-๐ผ๐น๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐๐ด๐ต๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ป๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ธ๐ป๐ฒ๐ ๐ฒ๐ ๐ถ๐๐๐ฒ๐ฑ. Camryn We were oil and water the first time we met, and nothing has changed. Heโs my sisterโs ex, and the
father of her child he claims he didnโt know about. Now he thinks he has every right to take my niece from me, and the only way I can be a part of her
life is to live with the one person who gets under my skin simply by breathing.
Heโs crass, arrogant, and completely off-limits. But someone needs to tell that to the butterflies that explode in me every time he turns his
devastating smile in my direction.ย The heat building between us is more than fiery disdain, and thatโs something neither of us are prepared for, but we canโt seem to escape.ย ย
Now Iโm wondering if the cocky boy I knew has turned into a brave man who stays and protects whatโs his. Barrett I left my hometown in the rearview and never looked back, until a girl shows up at my clubhouse and
claims sheโs my daughter. When her aunt practically barrels through the gates searching for her niece, Iโm left with
only one optionโplay nice with Camryn Fuller or risk alienating my daughter. Easier said than done. Iโm stuck living with a woman whoโs constantly looking over my shoulder, waiting for me to mess up. When I do, it isnโt with my kid. Itโs with her feisty aunt and a moment when I should have walked away
instead of kissing the hell out of her. And I canโt bring myself to regret it. Now, a ghost from my past has set his sights on taking my daughter, throwing our fresh start into
utter chaos. He thinks Iโm the same scared kid he got rid of all those years ago, but Iโll show him that Iโve
turned into the man he should be afraid of this time around.
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Kate is a lover of all things books. It doesnโt matter what genre, as long as thereโs a HEA, sheโs in. She started reading romance in high school and would hide novels in textbooks to read during class. Becoming an author was always a dream she had and finally decided to put pen to paper (or finger to keyboard) and write what she loves. She grew up in the beautiful upper peninsula of Michigan then became a West Coast girl where she lives with her amazing husband and hilarious son. She would love to hear from readers so check out all her socials and sign up for her newsletter so she can keep you up to date on her books and whatever other ramblings come to mind.
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