What happens when two people who take care of everyone finally get taken care of? Zara Mitchel talks with her hands, laughs with her whole chest, and walks into a room like she owns the light. She has spent years being the dependable one, the oldest daughter, the problem-solver, the woman everyone calls when something goes wrong. Between building her career in New York's fashion industry and carrying the weight of her family's expectations, she doesn't have time for distractions, especially not a charming hockey player with observant eyes and a touch that makes her forget her own rules. Connor Whitfield prefers quiet to crowds and actions to words. As a professional hockey player, he's used to pressure, responsibility, and putting everyone else's needs before his own. Then Zara crashes into his life, all confidence, warmth, and sharp insight, and suddenly she's the only person he can't stop thinking about. They collide by accident and become something neither of them planned and both of them crave. The more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore what's growing between them. What begins as friendship turns into longing, stolen moments, and a connection neither of them expected; and in the soft glow of New York nights, control slips first... then clothes... then every rule they swore they'd keep. How long can two people who are already acting like they love each other pretend they don't? Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the images used both on the cover and throughout the story.

I let out a quiet breath as my back hit against the wall, but I didn't move. His sharp light blue ones never left mine, his jaw tightening as he stared at me. And like always, his face gave away nothing. Completely unreadable. For a second, his gaze flickered past me, landing on the guy standing a few feet behind me. Then it returned to mine. He took another step forward until there was barely any space left between us. His hand came up, fingers settling firmly around my neck, not enough to hurt, but enough to make my breath catch. I hated how much I liked it. How the warmth of his hand against my neck made me feel things down there. "I feel like you playing with me, Amara." His voice was low and calm, somehow making the words sound more threatening. "How, Sebastian?" I used his full name on purpose. His jaw ticked again. "Kissing another man tonight?" he asked quietly, his eyes dropping to my glossed lips, lingering there for a second before lifting back to mine. "You serious, Sarai?" A small grin pulled at my lips. "So now you care?" His fingers tightened ever so slightly. "I asked you a question." "And I asked you one first." Silence. The kind that somehow said more than words ever could. Neither of us looked away. I tilted my head, pretending his hand wasn't doing something to me. "I thought we wasn't together." His tongue pressed against the inside of his cheek. "We not." "So why you mad and in my business about who I lay my lips on?" His eyes searched mine, his gaze dropping to my lips again. Then he leaned in. Not enough to kiss me. Just enough that his voice brushed against my skin when he spoke. "Don't test me, Amara." His voice was barely above a whisper. My pulse stumbled. I hated that he could do that. Hated it even more because I was almost sure he knew. And for the first time since I'd met Sebastian Moretti, I couldn't tell if I'd won or if I'd just pushed him a little too far.

Gabrielle Sinclair built her life around ambition, success, and never losing control. Then Cameron Reynolds walks into her office. Quiet. Reserved. Shy. And completely unlike the men she's used to. He doesn't chase attention. He doesn't flirt his way through the room. If anything, Gabrielle has to be the one pulling him out of his shell-and she finds herself enjoying every second of it. They're supposed to be colleagues. Nothing more. But when late nights, lingering looks, and undeniable chemistry start blurring the line between professional and personal, keeping things strictly business becomes harder than either of them expected.

Mariah Noelle Taylor didn't come to college to fall for a basketball player. Especially not that one. Ezra Jude Hayes was supposed to be a distraction she could avoid. Until he wasn't. ..... ©️ 2026 @THATGIRL4LL

𝗦𝗜𝗖𝗞 𝗘𝗗𝗚𝗘 ❆ "Move, Carlisle." I kept my chin lifted, refusing to look away from the center of the ice. He didn't budge. Instead, a massive, bruised hand slammed flat against the cold glass beside my head, caging me in. The freezing air of the empty 2:00 AM arena suddenly felt suffocating. "You smile at everyone else like they hung the moon, Nadia," he murmured, his voice a low, vicious scrape. "But you look at me like I'm dirt." He leaned in, his chest brushing mine, his mouth stopping a breath away from my jaw. He left a smear of blood from his split lip on my pristine collar. "Keep looking at me like that," he whispered. "See what it makes me do." ⛸️ 𝑵𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒂 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 has one rule: absolute perfection. If she loses her figure skating scholarship, she loses everything. She doesn't have time for distractions, and she certainly doesn't have time for the suspended, feral enforcer of the university's hockey team who steals her late-night ice time. 𝑽𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒏 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆 is the university's star but brutal hockey player. Comes from old-money roots, built for violence, and entirely unhinged. He's used to people either bowing to his wealth or cowering from his temper. But Nadia? She just rolls her eyes and tells him to get out of her way. That was her first mistake. Now, Vaughn isn't just taking up her rink. He's watching her. Stalking her. Discovering the secret, raw passions she hides from the world. And he's decided that her flawless, untouchable world is exactly what he wants to shatter, and he won't stop until every broken piece belongs to him.

State of Affairs ⚖︎ "You missed a talking point on page four, Governor," I said, sliding the briefing file across his heavy mahogany desk. Tennyson didn't look at the file. His dark eyes stayed locked on my mouth, completely devoid of the golden-man charm he'd just fed to a crowd of thousands. "Lock the door, Milan," he murmured, his voice low and exhausted. "You have a press briefing in ten minutes, sir. And your wife is waiting in the lobby." He stepped around the desk, invading my space until the scent of cedar and expensive bourbon swallowed me whole. His hand brushed my waist, his thumb pressing possessively against my hip. "I don't care," he breathed, his facade finally shattering. "Lock the damn door." 🏛️ To the world, 𝐆𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐑𝐡𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐬 is untouchable. He is the state's golden man, a devoted husband, and a man with a spotless reputation. Everyone worships the ground he walks on. Everyone except his executive assistant, 𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐚. Milan has a strict two-year plan: survive the Governor's temper, secure her recommendation letter, and catch a one-way flight to Washington, D.C. Her job description: hand him his black coffee, fix his crooked ties, and treat the most powerful man in the state like a normal human being. But her immunity is exactly what breaks him. Behind the heavy oak doors of his office, Tennyson sheds his perfect mask. He is cynical, ruthless, and spiraling into a dark, desperate obsession with the only woman who doesn't want anything from him. He becomes addicted to her warmth and slowly to her. As late nights at the office blur into a secret arrangement, Milan thinks she has the situation under control. But she doesn't know that Tennyson's public life is a PR lie. She doesn't know that the Governor has absolutely no intention of letting her go. 'Cause what the Governor needs, the Governor gets.

Jeremiah is a lot of things. A great big brother, a good son, and a hell of a fireman. It wasn't until he laid eyes on Cecelia Blair, that he realized he wasn't a good man. Cecelia has an entire life that doesn't involve him, but he doesn't care. She is the love of his life and he spent years searching for her. He wouldn't let something like her having a boyfriend get in his way. Seeing her again, was fate. He knew it. They were always supposed to be together. He thinks it was written somewhere very long ago. The only problem? She doesn't know it. Jeremiah's not sure why he remembers their past life and she doesn't. He's not sure why he's been cursed to ache and long and she hasn't, but that's okay. It doesn't matter. What matters is that he found her, what matters is that they can be together again. And he swears that he'll do whatever it takes to keep her this time because he wasn't so lucky the last time. Even if it means blowing up both of their lives in the process. How do you even tell someone that you loved them in another life? That you love them in this one? That you'll love them in all the ones after? He's not sure. But, he will. She's the only person he'll ever love and he's about to make it everyone's problem. ♾️ Started: July 2024 Published: Feb 17, 2026 Completed:

Sunny was never meant to survive in Alessandro's world - in their world - but she was his. He was hers. Heart and soul and every blood-soaked piece in between. It was thinly masked devotion, and it was ultimately their downfall. The day he lost her changed everything. His life has always been defined by power, bound by duty, and paid for in sacrifice. He had no room for weakness, not anymore. Grief turned him into a man he no longer recognized. Duty demanded he marry another, while love made sure he never stopped mourning the woman he lost. Years later, fate has given them a second chance. But the past is a blade they can't stop falling on. As he confronts the betrayal that tore them apart, Alessandro is forced to question everything he thought he knew about loyalty, forgiveness, and love. STARTED: October 2, 2023 PUBLISHED: August 13, 2025 COMPLETED:

Luciano "Luca" Moretti is a therapist known for saving marriages that seem beyond repair. When a powerful fashion mogul and her equally influential lawyer husband come to him for help, it appears like just another case on his table. But as the sessions unfold, the balance between professional and personal begins to quietly shift, and what was meant to be a path back to each other starts leading somewhere else entirely. Not everything brought into the room is meant to stay there. Lawyer & Therapist This book Contains Mature Topics ⚠️