Hello fellow reader, this is a slow-burn romance with high tension and eventual explicit heat. If you're looking for slow, smoldering build-up, you're in the right place. And if you're curious what's waiting down the line... here's a glimpse: He was cupping my face, thumb brushing my cheek, his eyes dark with something that made my chest squeeze. I tried to pull away, ducking into the fitting room-but he followed, slipping in before the door shut. "Stellan, we can't-Ruby's right outside-" He kissed me before I could finish, hungry and raw. My back hit the wall, my hands clutching his shirt. "I don't give a fuck," he growled against my mouth. --- Scarlett Blackwood has always played by the rules-meticulous, career-driven, and controlled by her wealthy parents. Returning to New York to plan a wedding should be just another job... until she runs into Stellan Cross. Stellan has been crushing on Scarlett since high school, and seeing her again ignites a desire he can no longer hide. Every teasing glance, every brush of a hand, every shared laugh pulls them closer-and he's determined to make her see the spark he's felt for years. As Scarlett's carefully ordered world collides with Stellan's confident charm, one sizzling agreement changes everything. Blueprints of Desire is a steamy contemporary romance about temptation, passion, and discovering just how irresistible love-and desire-can be.

- Lanterns at Dusk - {Unedited} When Lady Aracelli Danger is pressed into an engagement with the enigmatic Caius Draemont, she steps into a world of wealth shadowed by whispers. Draemont Manor, standing dark against the northern sky, is a place of secrets. It's walls heavy with memory, its master colder still. Caius is handsome, commanding, and distant, a man both alluring and unsettling. Society murmurs of his tragedy, of the fire that claimed his family, but in his silence lies a deeper mystery-one that unsettles Aracelli even as it draws her closer But the manor itself seems alive with watchful shadows, and Aracelli soon finds her nights plagued by visions that feel more real than dreams. The line between devotion and danger blurs, and every step she takes deeper into Draemont's halls binds her to a fate she cannot yet see. Torn between duty and dread, Aracelli must decide if her heart is leading her into love or into ruin. { A Victorian Gothic Paranormal Romance }