Margot Veil doesn't do chaos. Ten years. Three Grammy nominations. One ex-husband who left her for a 25-year-old pop star and somehow made it her scandal. She's fine. She's been fine for two years. She has the press junkets to prove it. Zoe Parish doesn't do apologies. She dated the wrong man. She ended it. The internet decided the rest. She's over it. She's been over it since before it was even over. When their label forces them into a studio together - six weeks, one song, smile for the cameras - they agree on exactly one thing: This is the worst idea anyone has ever had. Margot is thirty-eight and has spent two years rebuilding herself into something untouchable. Zoe is twenty-eight and has spent two years pretending she doesn't care what anyone thinks. They have nothing in common. Except the same ex. The same industry. The same hollow feeling when they listen back to their own music. And, apparently - the same voice, when they're not trying to kill each other. Some frequencies you can't unhear. Some harmonies find you whether you want them to or not. overtones | enemies to lovers | age gap | f/f | music industry | slow burn

Eight years ago, Renata Vitali disappeared without warning. No explanation, and certainly no goodbye. Amara said goodbye to her at boarding school like everything was fine and by the time she got home for winter break, Renata was just... gone. Her number? Dead. Her socials? Deleted. Like she'd never existed. Amara Morrison learned quickly not to get attached to anything that could leave. In turn, she built something else instead. Control, structure, and a career that leaves no room for loose ends. Now, she's one of the youngest rising attorneys at LA's most ruthless firm. And Renata? Renata operates in a different world entirely. The kind where power is quiet, influence is inherited, and nothing is ever as simple as it looks. They haven't spoken since they were seventeen. Until Renata walks into a Century City conference room, drops a multi-million dollar case on the table, and asks for Amara by name. Only Amara.

AMBER Hate. Fury. Despise. These are the 3 words that comes to my mind when I think of Maddison Powers, my best friends sister, she drives me crazy with everything she says. I'm the founder of Bishop Group, a multi- billionaire company, and everytime I see her again or talk to her I feel my skin burning. MADDIE Annoying. Madenning. Self- centered. That's all Amber Bishop is, I swear I can't understand how Valentina, my sister, even stands her, she is everything I go against. I'm the COO of my sisters firm Powers firm and I have my hand full with that, but somehow my and Amber's way always cross, I just wish it didn't because it takes everything in me not to push her against a wall and strandle the shit out of her. Maddison Powers and Amber Bishop know each other ever since they were little, because Amber and Valentina are best friends, no one knows why they hate each other that much, not even them, but what they do know is that despite the fact that they both sleep around with other people and don't get into relationships the only shared thing in them is the hatred towards each other. Could that ever change?

When Elizabeth moves back to her hometown of Everwood after a painful breakup, she doesn't expect her first stop at a cozy little coffee shop to change everything. Behind the counter is Rebecca-warm, captivating, and effortlessly charming-but Elizabeth has no idea that Rebecca is the wife of her best friend, Ryan. As chance encounters turn into lingering conversations over coffee, Elizabeth and Rebecca feel an undeniable spark. They laugh, share stories, and slowly begin to lean on each other-but both are blissfully unaware of the hidden connections between them. Over time, their friendship deepens, and the chemistry grows impossible to ignore. Each stolen glance, every shared secret, pulls them closer in a slow-burning dance of desire, longing, and forbidden attraction. With hearts on the line and boundaries they never expected to cross, Elizabeth and Rebecca must navigate the tension between what they feel and the lives they've built. A slow-burn, forbidden romance about love, self-discovery, and the danger of falling for someone you're not supposed to. (Some scenes are inspired by movie, including but not limited too; imagine me and you, I can't think straight, hunting wives...)

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.

Maeve Collins has loved Sloane Whitaker for as long as she can remember, long before she ever knew what that love meant. Best friends since childhood, they've grown up side by side, sharing secrets, traditions, and a bond Maeve has always been careful not to name. Sloane Whitaker, meanwhile, has always been the girl everyone wants. Cheer captain, effortlessly popular, surrounded by attention, yet the only person who's ever truly mattered to her is Maeve. She's never questioned why she chooses her best friend over every almost-relationship, or why the idea of losing Maeve feels unbearable. When they arrive at college as freshmen, distance from home gives them something new: freedom. As late nights, new people, and unspoken truths begin to blur the lines between friendship and something more, both girls are forced to confront what they've always felt, and whether they're brave enough to claim it. A tender, slow-burn friends-to-lovers romance about growing up, queer self-discovery, and realizing that the love you've been searching for has been beside you all along.

Mia Parker has always had a hard life, born and raised in the USA, now she's trying to start a new one in Canada with her daughter. She's not ready to fall in love or date anyone, she's focused on her daughter and making life a little bit easy for them. What she doesn't expect is the new coach of her daughter's hockey team to become her friend and maybe... something more? Luna Bennett has had skates on her feet since she was two years old. She's a professional hockey player, focused on her life and hockey. She wasn't looking for love when she found her and now she can't let her go. She won't. A WLW Hockey Romance. This book may NOT be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

Valerie Stone is a visionary, a billionaire, and a terrifying boss. She can negotiate a merger in her sleep, but she can't name her daughter's favorite color. ​Chloe Davis is her executive assistant. She is underpaid, overworked, and currently heartbroken after her girlfriend dumped her for being "married to the job." ​For six years, the dynamic has been simple: Chloe knows everything about Valerie. She knows her coffee order, her ex-husband's trigger points, and exactly how to calm down Valerie's son during a panic attack. Valerie knows nothing about Chloe. Not her dreams, not her heartache, and certainly that Chloe is into women. ​But when a crisis forces the Ice Queen to rely on her assistant for more than just spreadsheets, the walls begin to crumble. Valerie is about to discover that the woman holding her life together is the only mystery she can't solve-and the only one who can melt the stone around her heart.

"Do you want me?" "No" "Are you sure?" "No"

Two long-time best friends, Rae and Liv are both single and a little heartbruised when they make a casual pact one night after too many glasses of wine: "Let's hook up. Just until one of us meets someone." What begins as lazy Sunday morning kisses and middle-of-the-night cuddles slowly becomes something they never talk about-but always feel.