Just when I thought I could manage any crazy fan, he shows up—Eli, the brooding bodyguard. Now, we're stuck together, and my stalker's closing in. Imagine being me, Aria Celeste, chart-topping popstar with a stalker I can't shake. Enter Eli, ex-SWAT, all grumpy protector, hired to keep me safe. Despite his 'stay away' vibe, I'm drawn to him. Forced into hiding at Eli's after a close call, our walls come down. Our connection deepens, sparked by whispered conversations and intense glances. Then, the unthinkable happens. During a gripping confrontation where my life hangs by a thread, Eli ...

I had a wild one-night thing with a gorgeous billionaire surgeon. Turns out he's my new boss. Oh, and the kicker? I am pregnant with his baby. As a travelling nurse, Clover Valley was supposed to be my fresh start—until I realized my brooding, billionaire boss is the man I shared one unforgettable night with in Richmond. Dr. Ben Sullivan was the last person I expected to lock eyes with—his gaze intense, magnetic, and utterly disarming, as if peeling away every layer of my composure. The way his eyes devour me tells that he hasn't forgotten our passionate night together. Each patient ...

We burned too hot. Crashed too hard. And now he’s back… I rebuilt my life from the ashes Ronan Tate left behind. Poured everything into The Pines Table Restaurant. I built something real. Something mine. And then he strolls into Hartwood Pines, all smooth charm and stormy blue eyes. Acting like nothing happened, like we never happened. He’s Older. Richer. Still dangerously gorgeous. And now he owns a stake in the festival that keeps my restaurant alive. But the way Ronan watches me—the heat, the hunger—says he hasn’t forgotten. And I know he suspects the truth. Because Charlie ...

Falling for the grumpy billionaire boss was never part of the plan. Billionaire Steven Ross is grumpy, cold, calculated, and impossible to please. He glares like I’m a walking disaster. Maybe I am, with my bright ideas and even brighter lipstick. I was hired to fix his company and shake things up. He hates me. But underneath the growl and the glare, I catch glimpses of something else. He checks on me when I work late. He defends me in front of the board. And one night, when I’m spiraling, he just… holds me. I tell myself it means nothing. Then when we get stuck in the elevator he ...

One night. One mistake. I had no plans to see him again—until he turned that night into an offer I couldn’t ignore. The arrangement is simple. No feelings. No strings. No repeats. Now we’re sharing a bed, a name, and just enough lies to keep up appearances. Turns out, rules are harder to follow when he’s two feet away and looks at me like I’m already his. He’s falling. I’m trying not to. Because if I let myself feel, I won’t just lose control— I’ll lose the only thing keeping me safe: distance. Every time he touches me, the rules bend. Every glance, every breath, every ...