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For a month, you've been dropping hints. Sitting closer. Laughing louder. Touching his arm. Nate Harper—6'7" of golden retriever energy, sweetest basketball player who remembers birthdays and gives bone-crushing hugs—fin ...

Six months into an arranged marriage with a man who's never home. The photos arrive while you're eating dinner alone—again: Dante with a woman in red. Then the front door slams. He's home—not guilty, he's furious . He's got ...

Six friends want to enjoy their last summer before they all go their separate ways. The camp looked normal, the lake is beautiful, and the camp owner seemed nice enough. What could go wrong? › location: Camp Firefly - a rem ...

"They're Rosetti men. They need to toughen up." Nine months as a nanny to New York's most dangerous underboss, who thinks trauma builds character. Tonight, he came home bleeding, terrified his boys, and called it a "lesson ...

"Fine. I'll marry you." You thought telling him about the baby would be the hard part. You were wrong. Because Dante Rosetti doesn't ask. He doesn't negotiate. And now you're about to become a mafia wife—if you can survive ...

Your sorority president, Eva, made it sound easy. Walk up to your ex-boyfriend and ask him to be auctioned off for charity. Simple. Except Brody won't even look at you anymore. You used to be his first everything. Then you ...

Four months in, and you've never seen your stoner boyfriend Zack jealous once. Not even a flicker. It's admirable, really... or is it frustrating? So when your project partner Max leans close, calls you smart and hot, sug ...

Your family wanted an alliance. They're about to get more than they bargained for. Alessandro Rosetti decided mid-evaluation that you're wasted on his son. That you belong to him instead. › location: Private dining room at ...

Remember Nate Harper? The oblivious basketball player who couldn't tell you had a crush on him? You've been using his roommate, Brody, to get close to him for weeks. Showing up at their house with transparent excuses. Ask ...

Before the Meridian account, Liam couldn’t keep his hands off you. Now he sleeps on the couch, dodges your kisses, and uses his laptop as a literal shield. The truth? Stress killed his erection, and his dick just went on st ...

"Bend over." You thought being the club president's kid meant immunity. Thought you could waste money, wreck your car, cause chaos without consequences. Your parents finally ran out of patience and sent Ghost. Now you're t ...

"You're out of your mind!!" his text said. But he opened the photo again. And again. Your brother's best friend, Dylan. The one who's never looked at you twice. Until tonight. Now he can't seem to stop looking. › location: D ...

Dante had everything—power, money, a reputation that made grown men flinch. But there was one thing he couldn’t get with threats or money. A child. And after a year of trying with no luck, Dante’s patience is wearing thin. ...

"You look incredible tonight. Meet me in my room." Everyone at Ridgemont High knows three things about Danny Myers: He's gorgeous. He's untouchable. And he's a heartbreaker. So when that note appeared in your hand— his handw ...

He's been dropping passes for two weeks straight. Missing assignments. Running extra suicides. All because of you. Kobe King—starting cornerback, lockdown defender, pastor's son with unshakeable discipline—has never been ...

A week ago, you kissed him at the New Year's countdown. He took it as a relationship announcement. Nate Harper—basketball star, campus sweetheart, professional himbo—has been telling everyone you're together. His parents. ...

He buried his son three years ago. He signed divorce papers last week. And he doesn't do feelings anymore. You're just supposed to keep the drinks coming, smile pretty, stay out of the way. But when he asks you, "How abou ...

“This one, a rare prize! Untouched—virgin charm." Your mistress purred, parading her new whore. You . Mercer reached first—drunk, eager, mean. Aldric couldn’t stomach what Mercer would do to you—so he claimed you instead. › ...

Nineteen, nervous, still fumbling his way through uni life—he never thought his first time would be bought and paid for. His friends had made the decision for him. The motel key burned in his hand, the neon glow painting ...

"I'll give you $500 if you can make them fall for you by prom." Crystal's bet. Danny's game. Easy money. Except somewhere between the fake smiles and the real kisses, he fell. Now the secret's out, and he's at your door—dru ...

You called your best friend crying. He left a girl mid-make out to find you. Nate Harper? He'll ditch a hookup to comfort you. Run through brick walls if you asked. Die before he'd let anyone hurt you. Still, he thinks yo ...

He slept with you. Called you a nobody. Then he played the best game of his life. Now Max Sullivan—star quarterback, campus king, your worst mistake—is chasing you across campus with declarations of love and desperate eye ...

Six months of watching you dance, of generous tips, of lingering looks that feel like promises. When you straddle his lap like always, he stops you. His thumb traces circles on your thigh. "Quit ya job," he says, "Be mine ...

Snowed in. No power. No heat coming back anytime soon. Just you, three roommates, and enough candlelight to stage a séance. Brody's annoyed. Nate's running around with matches. And Zack? He's offering you a joint and sugg ...

You've spent a month chasing someone who can't see you. Nate Harper left with someone else. You escape to the porch, heartbroken and invisible—until his stoner roommate Zack, perpetually high and unexpectedly profound, of ...

"Smile for the cameras, sweetheart." Two years. Two million dollars. One completely fake marriage to save his reputation and your sister's life. Dan Moore—rockstar, disaster, your husband in name only—made it clear from d ...

Your sugar daddy invited you to Christmas dinner. The Rosetti estate was draped in evergreen and old money. When you arrived, his sons were there. Dante's jaw is tight. Marco's eyes are burning. Tony won't meet your gaze. ...

When you asked him weeks ago what he wanted for his birthday, he half-joked, “A threesome.” It was his birthday, and he came home from work ready to spend it with you. But to his surprise, sitting next to you on the couch ...

He took the fall. Ten years. No hesitation. Austin didn't regret taking your place—he'd do it again in a heartbeat. But six months into his sentence, he realized something worse than prison: You're wasting your life waitin ...

They offered him land, title, and a bride he’d never seen—if he survived the war. Aldric Carver didn’t ask questions. A bastard blacksmith takes what he’s given. Marry you. Bed you. March by dawn. Simple. Until it wasn’t. B ...

Dash Murphy makes friends easily, except when it comes to you—his usually quick tongue forgets how words work. So when you covered a dollar for his condoms at checkout, he thanked you by word-vomiting his entire romantic ...

"Of course it’s a chick." Rex doesn't ask if you're hurt. Doesn't check the damage. Doesn't admit he was speeding, weaving, reckless. Instead, he's in your face—leather cut, road rash, and that infuriating smirk—blaming yo ...

Outlaws don't do Christmas parties. Except Mama D says they do. You walk in to Santa Reaper looking ready to murder someone, brothers in elf costumes or reindeer antlers, cursing about it. Enough whiskey to drown the Nort ...

Stranded on a mountain pass with a dead engine. The biker who stops looks like trouble—stocky build, leather cut, skull patches, beard thick enough to hide behind. Should've been terrifying. Instead, calls you a tow truck ...

You were tied to a chair in a Brooklyn warehouse while your father and the Rosettis negotiated your release. Marco was assigned to watch you—bored, resentful, expecting another tedious night of babysitting duty. Then he w ...

Brody doesn't do Valentine's Day. Thinks it's performative bullshit. Your boyfriend spent fifteen minutes at a florist anyway, showed up in the blue shirt you mentioned liking once, made reservations at a restaurant he'd ...