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The Fire in Their Eyes
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Apr 23, 2025
The desert sun had a way of making you forget things — who you were, where you were going. It burned the thoughts right out of you, leaving nothing but …
The Governess’s Gamble (Victorian England, 1860s)
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Apr 22, 2025
Miss Clara Thorne, governess to Lord Ashford’s brats, was prim as a prayer book—until Captain James, Ashford’s roguish brother, returned from India. His sun-bronzed jaw and devilish grin could unravel …
The Edge of It
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Apr 23, 2025
It wasn’t just sex anymore. Ava knew it the morning she woke up craving him like a drug — not just his body, but him. His laugh. The way he …
The Window Next Door
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Apr 22, 2025
It started with a glance through a window. Liam had come home from college for the summer, staying in his childhood bedroom, now too small for the man he’d become. …
The Summer Fence
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Apr 22, 2025
In the swelter of a Georgia summer, 1862, Caleb, a lanky college boy of nineteen, home from Athens, found his gaze tethered to Mrs. Lottie Harper, his neighbor’s wife. At …
Practice Heat
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Apr 22, 2025
They hated each other. At least, that’s what everyone on the debate team thought. Harper and Jace — fire and ice, sharp tongues, eye rolls across the table, constant bickering. …
The Wrong Room
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Apr 25, 2025
The hotel hummed with post-wedding laughter. Distant music still pulsed from the ballroom, muffled by floors of carpet and champagne. She leaned against the suite door, barefoot, bouquet wilted in …
Across the Fence
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Apr 25, 2025
Martin’s blood still buzzed with adrenaline when he stomped down his driveway, his fists knotted at his sides. The argument with his neighbor, Greg Thompson, had started over a stray …
The Fire’s Temptation
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Apr 22, 2025
In the shadowed cave, where firelight danced on jagged walls, Kael’s eyes burned for Mira. She was all sinew and secrets, her deerskin wrap clinging to hips that swayed like …
Office Hours
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Apr 22, 2025
It was supposed to be just another semester. Another lecture. Another forgettable professor. But Professor Hale was anything but forgettable. She was in her late thirties, sharp-eyed and sharper-tongued, with …