Jules Ortiz had always been in love with Grayson Taylor for years. They had been best friends since grade school when Grayson punched a boy harassing her during recess. Since then they've been inseparable. But there was a problem, Grayson wasn't in love with her, he only had eyes for their other friend Mayci Vegar. She watched their love blossom and then turned toxic. She was there during every breakup and makeup and finally Mayci ended it after years. She was there to pick up the scrubs, they decided to do the craziest things, entering a dating show. there , love begins to blossom. They came out together and in love and were suddenly famous and rich. But as people say, happiness doesn't last forever. She is diagnosed with an aggressive cancer, Grayson promised never to leave her side , they were in this together, but then he gets into a severe car crash which leaves him with amnesia. He doesn't remember the past eights of his life. He doesn't remember dating or loving, only Mayci. He was the first person he called after recovery. He doesn't remember loving her. Now Mayci is back and she is all forgotten. But she wasn't going to sit and wait around for him to remember her for the second time. She was going to spend her remaining time enjoying life and finding herself. Will Grayson be on time to remember her before she leaves the world or Will he be too late.

Some memories fade. Mine were taken. Everyone remembers the fire. Except me. Two doors down, a house burned. My husband remembers it. My cousin remembers it. Even the girl who lived there remembers me-giving clothes, running errands, laughing like I was part of that day. But I don't. Not the fire. Not the smoke. Not the fear. Every time I try to remember, my head pounds. Every question I ask gets dodged. Every detail I probe disappears. The truth is worse than forgetting. The fire wasn't the beginning. It was the cover-up. And someone-my own mother-has been carefully shaping what I can and cannot remember for years. Now, the pieces are resurfacing. And when they do... nothing in my life will feel safe, real, or mine again. Some memories were never meant to be found. But I'm going to find mine, no matter the cost.

For years, Emily endured Mark's indifference with a smile. She loved him deeply, believing that one day, her devotion would melt his cold heart. But instead of warmth, she got betrayal. Mark fell for another woman-instantly, completely-and suddenly, the man who couldn't spare five minutes for his wife was bending over backward for her. Emily held on, clinging to the wreckage of their marriage, until the day she flew across the country to surprise him and their daughter, Lily, on her birthday-only to find them both gone, off playing happy family with her. And when Lily-her Lily, the child she had raised with every ounce of love she had-looked up at her and asked, "Can't Kate be my mom instead?"-something inside Emily finally broke. She stopped waiting. She stopped caring. She filed for divorce, walked away without a fight, and left them behind without a second glance. And then-then-Mark suddenly realized what he'd lost. Now the man who never came home is always home. The man who couldn't be bothered to remember her birthday is suddenly desperate to keep her. And when she tells him she's done? He pins her against the wall, his voice rough with something she's never heard from him before-panic. "Divorce?" he growls. "Not a chance." Too late, Mark. Emily isn't waiting anymore.

Joy thought having their daughter would bring them closer. Instead, motherhood made her invisible. Six months after Emily's birth, Joy's world is sleepless nights, spit-up-stained shirts, and the ache of doing it all alone. Rowdy says he's trying-looking for work, trying to be present-but when his best friend Becca offers him a job, it feels like another door closing. Because Becca has always wanted him. And this time, Joy isn't sure he'll say no. When late-night texts turn into secrets and laughter that used to belong to her, Joy realizes it's not an affair she can prove; it's one she can feel. And when she finally walks away, Rowdy has to decide if the comfort he found in Becca was ever worth losing the family he built with Joy. ⭐The entire first draft is available for subs on Patreon. Otherwise, you can read the full, and polished book when it releases on KU Spring of 2026).⭐

"Ten years. Ten years of mourning him. Ten years of holding onto a life that was ripped from me. And all the while... he was alive." I buried him. I buried my baby. I thought the pain would break me-but it didn't. I rebuilt my life from ashes, quiet, careful, untouchable. Then he returned. Not broken, not desperate-but alive. With a new family. With a daughter he named after me. With a secret that destroyed everything I thought I knew. Lies. Betrayal. A decade-long deception. Now, the woman I was has died. And in her place stands someone stronger, smarter, unstoppable. He took everything from me... but I'm about to take it all back. She didn't break. She built revenge.

Eleven years after his life shattered in Chicago, Chris has rebuilt himself carefully in San Francisco: controlled, independent, untethered. He teaches ethics and law. He boxes too hard. He keeps people at a distance. And he has absolutely no interest in anything that looks remotely permanent. Then a work trip to Mexico drops Marisol into his life. Within days they're tangled in hotel sheets, trading insults in two languages, and making the kind of reckless decisions that are only supposed to exist far from home. The problem isn't that Chris wants her again the moment he gets home. The problem is he assumed she lived two thousand miles away-not twenty minutes across the city. What begins as something casual quickly becomes impossible to contain, forcing Chris to confront the very thing he's dedicated years to avoiding: the possibility of staying. And just when he and Marisol finally stop pretending they haven't built something real together, the past Chris buried long ago comes looking for him.

What are you doing here all alone? I was going crazy looking for you for the last fifteen minutes. What the hell, Ella? You know I hate it when you disappear on me like that." Jerking me towards him, he caught me in a very tight hug, almost cutting off my air. "Hey, did you just sniff me?" I gasped. "I did. Your smell calms me," Mason husked. Pushing him away, I looked up at him. "Your heart is racing," I rasped as I placed my hand on his chest, feeling the hard plane of his chest under the smooth fabric of his shirt. "Were you really panicked?" I smiled mischievously. "What if one day I leave you?" Before I could finish the sentence, he had me pinned against the wall, his head buried in my hair. "I would find you even if I had to go to the pit of hell," he said. "And what if you can't find me?" I asked. "I will kill myself because I can't imagine a world without you by my side," he replied without hesitation. My husband loves me. Even when his family pressured him to choose. He chose me, he chose us. After 10 years of marriage, when I couldn't give him the family we had dreamed of under the starry sky, with his head resting on my lap, he never once made me feel inadequate or less. We were enough for each other until her. The evidence was devastating: late-night "work" calls that lingered too long, hotel receipts, photos that made my stomach drop. When did he let go of my hand? When did he break the promises he made with me? He hasn't changed; he still can't keep his hands to himself, he still looks at me with the same intensity, same passion, same love. So why? Why did he do it? I always believed our love was different-untouchable, forged in the kind of devotion that poets write about and time cannot erode. But I guess I was wrong. #Strongfemale #Owdrama #Cheating #Marriageintrouble #Affair #Betrayal #Possessive #Jealoushero

Before Marlowe Ackerman goes away to Brown University, she does the bravest thing she's ever done. She confesses to her best friend, Oliver Abbott, that she is in love with him. And Oliver breaks her heart gently. To him, Marlowe is his safe place. His best friend. The one person who has always been there for him. His feelings for her have never changed, and he is certain they never will. At eighteen, Oliver is desperate for a fresh start after years of being the awkward, gangly dork. Parties, girls, fraternity life, reinvention-he wants everything he thinks college is supposed to give him. But once he gets there, nothing feels right without Marlowe. While she thrives at Brown, Oliver falls apart. He fails classes, wakes up hungover, surrounds himself with the wrong people, and slowly realizes the reason his feelings for Marlowe never changed is because he has loved her all along. But he's too late. When he goes to tell her, he finds her in bed with her boyfriend, Sam. Jealousy and heartbreak make him spit ugly, cruel words he will regret for the rest of his life. Marlowe ends their friendship for good. Ten years later, Oliver has changed. He is a history teacher at their old high school, a wrestling coach, and a man who has spent a decade learning from the worst mistake of his life. When he hears that Marlowe Ackerman is coming back to town for their high school reunion, Oliver knows better than to think he deserves a second chance. But he wants one. Not just to tell Marlowe he still loves her. To show her he has become someone worthy of loving her the way she deserves. He was her almost. Maybe now, he can be her always.

Lexi Nelson interests me in a way no woman has in years. Unfortunately, she wants nothing to do with me and makes so secret of that fact. My friends are baffled watching me chase after this cold, prickly woman who seems to have nothing but disdain for my very existence. One passionate encounter in a parking lot, however, leaves me convinced that Lexi isn't what she seems to be, and if I can just get her to let me in, I'll find enough warmth to last a lifetime. The only thing that's certain, however, I can't walk away now even if I wanted to. Once bitten, twice shy. I know what happens when I let men get too close; I know not to trust their sweet whispered words and promises of love. I won't let myself be hurt that way again. So I will ignore the way Daniel Wright's smile makes my stomach flutter like I'm a girl with her first crush. And I'll ignore everything inside me that wishes I could trust what he offers. But after a small lie that I told my mother to stop her matchmaking snowballs, I might not have a choice but to let Daniel in. The deal was, we pretend we're in a relationship until after my sister's wedding. The rules: no sex and no feelings. But the closer Daniel and I get, the more I'm tempted to throw out the rules and give him everything. But when the past comes back to haunt both of us, I have to decide if I'm willing to trust again or if I'm going to walk away for good. This is the second book in my Home In Cedar City series. Book one: Love, Second Chances and Other Nonsense is currently available to read on Amazon KU. This is a fake dating, grumpy/sunshine story with angst and OW drama. HEA guaranteed.