Roommates to enemies to ... something more? **** When Eilidh moved in with Sabrina, she hadn't expected to wind up hating her. But, a little over half a year into their lease, and she's pretty sure she does. She hates so much about Sabrina: her stupid silver spoon life and her refusal to be grateful towards her family, her messiness, the long list of men she has over to their apartment. She's at her breaking point, and she needs Sabrina to go home to visit her family in Plum Bank, or she's going to lose her mind. And then Sabrina (arguably sweet, maybe silly, entirely unserious Sabrina, who may or may not be aware of Eilidh's feelings towards her) can't get her car to start, and for some reason, Eilidh compulsively offers to drive her home for the holidays. What's worse than living with a spaztastic roommate? Try being snowed in and forced to share a twin-sized mattress with her.

Darcy Davies thought her life was as chaotic as it could get. A whirlwind of energy with ADHD, she's used to turning heads with her impulsive remarks, quirky charm, and knack for creating unintentional drama. But nothing could prepare her for the pandemonium that ensues when she accidentally opens a mysterious necklace box hidden in the kitchen junk drawer-a box she mistakenly assumes was a gift from her girlfriend, Kate Arnold. Kate, a former Marine turned enigmatic "contractor," has always kept her past under wraps. But when Darcy opens that box, Kate's secrets come crashing into their everyday lives-literally. A bullet shatters Darcy's apartment window, and Kate's swift, lethal response reveals the truth: Darcy's girlfriend isn't just a contractor. She's a spy. Now, with assassins on their heels, Darcy is thrust into a world of covert missions, clandestine safe houses, and shadowy organizations. As she struggles to adapt to life on the run, Darcy must navigate not only the danger that surrounds her but also her conflicted feelings for a woman she realizes she barely knows. Darcy must choose between saving millions of lives and confronting the betrayal that cuts to the heart of who she is. Caught between her quirky chaos and the deadly seriousness of Kate's world, Darcy discovers that love can be messy, dangerous, and maybe even worth risking everything for.

Hazel Flynn's life is...fine. Not great. Not tragic. Just aggressively average. She's broke, drowning in student loans, working the front desk at a doctor's office and trying (unsuccessfully) to make it as an artist in New York. When she lies to her parents about having a girlfriend and an upcoming art exhibition, she fully expects both problems to somehow magically resolve themselves. They do not. With Christmas getting closer and no fake girlfriend in sight, Hazel is running out of time and courage. Sometimes the hardest thing isn't fooling everyone else. It's not fooling yourself.

All chapters of this book are posted 12.23.24 - 1.2.25 Happy holidays, Elle. Alice and River share a moment by a campfire in Jackson Hole Wyoming as high school girls. Years later they meet again, rediscovering their shared connection. One of the two will have to make a sacrifice if they want to remain together. Their story unfolds and is written in the stars. I'm moving to a different strategy in publishing and access. I will open up some combination of my 12 completed books on special dates throughout the year for FREE through Amazon/Kindle Unlimited. I will post dates here on Wattpad. I will leave the first 5 chapters of each book available here so you can see if the storyline hits for you. Thank you to all my readers I am so grateful to have grown in this community. And I appreciate all your feedback, moral support, and patronage. Elle Watts For Kai: Thank you for the journey. Love your people. ~ Follow the night sky. Bound to the path of the star. The transcendent truth. Alice and River share a moment by a campfire in Jackson Hole Wyoming as high school girls. Years later they meet again rediscovering their shared connection. One of the two will have to make a sacrifice if they want to remain together. Their story unfolds and is written in the stars.

A no-nonsense IRS agent sent to investigate a family business for tax fraud finds it difficult to do her job when the suspect is so frustratingly adorable. ~~~A 2021 WATTY AWARD WINNER!~~~ ***** Summer Hong is good at her job. As a field agent for the IRS's criminal investigation division, she knows never to let things get personal. Her resolve is tested, however, when she meets the beguiling Holly Layton. Holly loves Christmas, and loves the Layton Christmas Tree Farm even more. If only her father would take her seriously and let her play a bigger role in the company. Dealing with an IRS agent breathing down their necks isn't what she had in mind, though. Still, if she succeeds in somehow making the problem go away, maybe she'll finally get the recognition she deserves. But how do you get rid of a "problem" you secretly have a crush on?

𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐒.' Naomi Beaumont and Evelyn Winslow swore they were finished. Four years of silence should have buried what they once had-what they should never have had. Naomi, now a sharp-tongued doctor in Los Angeles, hides behind her career and the fortress of the Beaumont empire. Love is dangerous, and she refuses to touch it again. Evelyn has stayed in her home town with her 'husband' and two daughters, building a life that looks perfect from the outside, even if her heart is still chasing ghosts. When Naomi's younger sister invites them both to her wedding in Italy, fate places them side by side for an entire month on a cruise. Amid the vineyards and narrow streets, beneath starlit skies and whispered family secrets, old wounds reopen-and old desires spark to life. They promised themselves the past was behind them. But some loves don't fade. Some loves bloom again, like butterflies-fragile, inevitable, and impossible to ignore.

Naomi Beaumont was never the picture-perfect daughter-and she's not about to start now. Growing up in a family obsessed with status, tradition, and strategic marriages, Naomi's spent her whole life dodging expectations she never asked for. So when her dad starts throwing suitors at her like it's the 1800s, she strikes a deal: she'll play nice if he calls off the matchmaking. The catch? She has to keep tabs on Evelyn-her uncle's way-too-composed fiancée... who also happens to be Naomi's new professor. Simple, right? Except Evelyn's not what Naomi expected. She's smart, calm under pressure, and somehow always one step ahead. The more time Naomi spends around her, the harder it is to tell who's actually playing who-and why Naomi can't stop thinking about her. Now stuck between loyalty, a lifetime of rebellion, and a connection she definitely wasn't ready for, Naomi's starting to realize some secrets don't stay hidden for long. And falling for the wrong person? That was never part of the plan.

When aspiring writer Marcie is hired as the personal assistant to her all-time favorite author, Rosalind Lindbergh, she expects to be learning the ins and outs of the industry - not fending off red-hot feelings that aren't exactly "workplace appropriate." Season 1 of Romancing The Writer *** Willing to do anything to prove she has it together, unemployed writer/perpetual screw-up Marcella Harper somehow manages to land her second-place dream job: personal assistant to her personal hero, best-selling author Rosalind Lindbergh. Brutally dumped less than 24 hours after her first day, Marcie discovers that there may be no better distraction than her new job ... and new boss. After all, Marcie has had a crush on über-famous, ultra-hot Roz since high school. And - although she promised Marcie their relationship was strictly professional - Roz might just be returning her awkward, bumbling advances. When lines begin to blur and career prospects end up on the line, Marcie is sure of one thing: either she gives up on her dreams, or her dream woman. "You know, they have tutorials online for this kind of thing," I tell her. "You know, I hired a personal assistant for this kind of thing," she retorts. And then, we both stand there, awkwardly close. We watch the coffee sputter, then begin to pour. Neither of us utters a word. And, when it's done pouring, neither of us reach for it. "Are you ... not gonna take your coffee?" I finally ask. It's quiet. Tentative. "Oh. Right."

A queen bee and a wannabe. What could they possibly have in common? As it turned out, more than they ever thought.