Josh and Caroline's (Carri) story. Anticipated as a novella. Updated on Facebook/Patreon - Unsure about updates here, but wanted you all to be aware.

Elara Scott believed love was something you built, steady, patient, earned. After a childhood defined by chaos, Jonah Sterling's calm attention feels like oxygen: the quiet check-ins, the small touches, the safety of being wanted. But Jonah, heir to an old money East Coast dynasty and CEO of a powerful tech and security empire, only ever loved one woman. Sofia is the ghost his family still worships, the future he never stopped craving. When the board demands a "settled" image, Jonah chooses Elara not with devotion, but with convenience. In the Sterling world, Elara is an outsider in every room, enduring polished cruelty, public humiliation, and a husband who watches in silence. Even when an unexpected pregnancy gives them a daughter, Isla, Elara remains the wife who was never truly chosen. When Sofia returns and Jonah's attention begins to slip, first from Elara, then from Isla, Elara makes a decision that shatters the perfect façade: she leaves. But divorce doesn't erase Jonah's past. It exposes it, and forces Jonah to face the damage he allowed, the family that enabled it, and the woman who learned to live without him. A devastating, angst-filled story of second choice love, quiet cruelty, and a father fighting to repair the bond he nearly destroyed, after it's too late to save the marriage.

I left my husband two years ago. Unfortunately for me, Damien Blackcrow doesn't believe in things like divorce. Or boundaries. Or laws. Or sanity, honestly. That's why we worked so well together. Until we didn't. Until he got caught in a compromising position. The problem is Damien Blackcrow never understood what the word leave meant. Not when we were married. Not when I moved out. Not when I filed the papers. And definitely not now. The bigger problem? The Crimson Saints MC practically built Crimson Bay's darker corners in blood. People here know when to look away. They know which roads not to drive after midnight. And Damien? My ex-husband-the club's enforcer-keeps showing up looking at me like divorce was just another word for foreplay. Which would be less of a problem if his role didn't come with access to all kinds of extracurricular activities. Like stalking. Black roses on my porch. Masked men outside my windows. Dead women turning up around town. Now Halloween week in Crimson Bay feels less like a holiday and more like a countdown, and the more blood spilled between us, the harder it becomes to tell whether I'm running from my ex-husband... or remembering why I married him in the first place. Note from Graves This isn't a sweet love story. It's a campy Halloween nightmare full of obsession, biker violence, stalking, push and pull, and a woman celebrating her favorite holiday with a body count.

Dr. Morrigan Freeman has spent years studying how the human body reacts to the smallest triggers. She never expected her marriage to collapse because of one. When her laptop fails minutes before an online lecture, Morrigan logs into her husband Christopher Pane's computer-and discovers the affair he's been having with her cousin. The messages are explicit. The hotel receipts are undeniable. And the dates line up perfectly with the weekend Morrigan miscarried their baby. But Morrigan isn't the kind of woman who takes this behavior lying down. And revenge is a dish best served cold.

I was never a woman who believed in promises. They always felt like wishes, soft things people made when they didn't know how else to hold on. Judas Mercer made them anyway. And somehow, he kept every single one. He waited for me when the world didn't. Built a life while I was still learning how to belong to one. Loved me in a way that I could finally trust. What I didn't realize was how much of our life already existed beyond me. How some bonds didn't begin with us but were already settled and familiar. She was a presence that had always been there. The woman from our past and our present woven into the spaces I thought were ours alone, standing there with us all along. Because Judas kept his promises. He just kept his secrets too. ~S~S~R~A~Y~N~E 🦋Perceived cheating 🦋Possessive MMC 🦋Dark romance themes 🦋high spice content

Aurora Hale knows how to make anything bloom. Roses. Nightshade. Even love. In the sun-washed city of Elysian Coast, she runs Thorn & Bloom-a café-floral atelier that deals in beauty with a bite. Her husband, Jeremiah, is chasing the kind of perfection that photographs well: seaside dinners, charity galas, and promises whispered through polished smiles. But the petals have started to fall. What once felt like devotion now feels like decay, soft, slow, and deliberate. Thier relationship is withering under the weight of its own rot. And in Elysian Coast, everything that grows beautiful must feed on something dying.

I was never supposed to be on his radar. I do my job, keep my head down, and know better than to stare too long at men like him. But one look turned into a warning. One warning turned into a promise. Now he's everywhere, and suddenly I'm part of a story I never asked to be in. He calls it destiny. I call it my undoing. And in Liberty City, everything's for sale- Except the girl who won't kneel. (House of Verena is a dark cartel-syndicate romance featuring obsession, moral corruption, and power games. This story contains adult themes, graphic content, and morally gray characters.)

foun·da·tion noun a basis (such as a tenet or principle) upon which something stands or is supported. Birdie Buchanan has always felt wrong in this world. Sensitive. Different. Odd. Weird. Too much. Until she moved to Mercy Ridge and met Liam Durant. Liam's never seen Birdie as strange, he sees her as brilliant and beautiful, exactly who she is meant to be. When Liam's absent father was trying to earn back his family's trust, Birdie steadied him. When Birdie's senses overwhelm her, Liam is there to quiet the world. They were each other's foundation. Then college changes everything. Birdie is swallowed by loneliness and the exhausting effort of trying to fit into a world that refuses to understand her neurodivergence. Every whisper, every stare, every cruel joke pulls her further from the one person who ever made her feel safe. Liam feels so far away, thriving in his new world she doesn't belong in. Liam is putting on a good front as the rising college basketball star with the NBA in his sights. He doesn't want anyone to know that he's completely breaking under pressure. He's failing all of his classes, the sport that once defined him has become a prison he can't escape, and his teammates slowly reveal just how cruel they can be. Liam tries to take it all on his shoulders, remembering the future he has planned for him and Birdie. When a prank meant to humiliate nearly becomes a tragedy, Liam is forced to face the truth of what his silence has cost nearly cost him. But will it be too late for Birdie? No cheating. Guaranteed happily ever after. BOOK 2 OF THE MERCY UNIVERSE. BOOK 1: CORNERSTONE BOOK 2: FOUNDATION BOOK 3: BEDROCK *COMING SOON*