I spent twelve years loving Mason Hayes. Twelve summers. Twelve birthdays. Twelve years of almosts. The problem wasn't that he didn't know. The problem was that he did. He just never realised what it was costing me. When Mason arrives at our annual lake house vacation with a girlfriend on his arm, I finally understand something I should have learned years ago: Sometimes loving someone isn't enough. So I leave. And for the first time in his life, Mason has to figure out what it means to lose me. A grovel-to-HEA romance about unrequited love, heartbreak, and finally choosing yourself.

Six years ago, Blanchard Collins packed her bags, boarded a bus to Houston, and never looked back. She left behind her abusive father, the town that never forgave her for speaking her mind, and Rueben Bailey, the boy who broke her heart the night before they were supposed to run away together. Now twenty-four, Blanchard returns home with her five-year-old daughter, Willow, and a dying mother who's asked for one final thing-her presence. But coming home means facing the ghosts she thought she'd buried, including the man she's never truly stopped loving. Rueben "Benny" Bailey did what his family expected. Stayed, took over the farm, and proposed to the girl everyone said was right for him. But when Blanchard walks back into church with a little girl who looks just like him, everything he's built starts to fall apart.

They had loved for thirty years, or so she thought. One night, that love was shattered; betrayed, humiliated, and tested beyond endurance. She endured silently, carrying her pain alone, shielding her children from the truth. And he... he begged for her forgiveness, only to realize too late the depth of what he had lost.

After losing her father, Alexis Stevenson inherits a crumbling seaside cottage, the home her parents once dreamed of growing old in together. Unsure if she's meant to restore it or leave it behind, Alexis finds herself in a small coastal town... and face to face with Nate Callahan, the guarded single father next door. As she rebuilds the house, and perhaps herself, Alexis discovers that sometimes the most unexpected places, and people, can help you heal.

She forgot him. But he never forgot her. And now that he's found her again-he won't let go. Rosalie Hayes rebuilt her life from the ashes-now a rising star in international law, she's far from the broken girl she used to be. Her past is buried, her memories locked away. But the past has a name. Ryder Black. The man she once knew in the dark. The boy with bruised knuckles and a burning soul who promised her forever-before she disappeared without a word. Now, he's back. But she belongs to someone else now-on paper. Ryder doesn't care. She was his before she knew it. And she'll be his again, even if he has to unravel her entire world to remind her. And he'll do anything to bring it all back. She belongs to him. She always did. "You don't remember, do you?" Ryder murmured, his voice silk over steel as he stepped into her space. "The nights. The promises. What you begged me for." Rosalie's throat tightened. Her back met the hotel room wall with a soft thud. Her fingers curled at her sides. "I don't know what you're talking about." His smirk was slow, dark, devastating. "Your body does." One hand slid to her waist, firm and possessive. "Tell me to stop," he whispered, his lips a whisper from hers. But she didn't. Couldn't. And when he kissed her-God, when he took her mouth-it was like waking a sleeping beast inside her. A kiss that wasn't a kiss at all but a claim. Ryder kissed like a man picking up where he left off. As if the years between them had only been seconds. And Rosalie knew something terrifying in that moment: A part of her remembered. And it wanted more.

Stella Kiefling thought her life was ordinary enough to survive quietly. A wife trying to hold together a marriage already cracking at the edges, a mother carrying exhaustion behind polite smiles, a woman swallowing disappointment until it settled too deep inside her chest. The days blurred between unpaid emotions, responsibilities, and the kind of loneliness that could still exist beside another person in the same bed. Then everything began shifting all at once. The betrayal she tried not to see. The humiliation that kept returning in different forms. The fragile independence she slowly reached for with trembling hands. One step outside the ruins of her marriage led her into a world far louder than her own, filled with wealth, attention, and people carrying influence powerful enough to overturn her quiet life completely. And somehow, Stella became trapped between three men. One was the husband she thought she knew, yet still lingered inside her heart like an unfinished wound refusing to close. The second came with quiet restraint, offering concern that slowly blurred into something more dangerous. The last entered her life like a storm, overwhelming, intrusive, impossible to ignore no matter how hard she tried to push him away. Each of them carried their own way of reaching for her. Attention. Protection. Possession. Regret. And Stella, already exhausted from surviving her collapsing marriage, found herself dragged deeper into emotions she no longer trusted. Because the more she tried to steady her life, the more everything around her tightened, jealousy, desire, public scrutiny, buried secrets, and the painful question of whether love had ever truly existed in the first place. In the middle of it all, Stella could only keep moving forward, even when every choice seemed capable of ruining her all over again.

He had the money, the charm, the world at his feet... But he didn't have her anymore. Michaela Ravens thought she had finally moved on. From the man who broke her heart. From the life she never chose. From the past that wouldn't stop following her. But she was wrong. They say love is sweeter the second time. But what if the second time comes with more pain, more secrets, and more reasons to walk away? Now, stuck between the ghosts of who they were and the ache of who they might still be, Mika must ask herself: Can she forgive him? Can she forgive herself? Can she move forward... or will she fall back into his arms all over again?

Oak and Elizabeth were each other's firsts - first kiss, first love, first everything. But when fear, pride, and unspoken doubts wedge between them, their bond is tested in ways neither could have imagined. Will their love survive, or will they become each other's first heartbreak, too? PLEASE note, this was the first book I ever wrote and it is rough. Read at your own risk, or enjoy one of my newer books. THIS WILL BE REMOVED ON MAY 9TH. AFTER A MAJOR EDIT, THIS WILL BE AVAILABLE ON KU.