The Bad Boy Next Door
A quiet woman catches the attention of the dangerous but irresistible man living next door. One secret night changes everything.
Forbidden Fruit of a Gardener
Leaning in close, his breath tickling my neck, he whispers, "You don't know what you're asking for, Miss Montgomery."
"What do you mean by that, Mr. Thorne?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
But instead of answering, he simply allows his breath to ghost across the sensitive skin of my neck, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from me. I wait, anticipation building, for him to finally press his lips to my skin, to leave his mark upon me. But the kiss never comes.
Instead, he pulls away, his hand leaving my breast. "Stop seducing me, Miss Montgomery," he says, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. "There is only so much a man can take."
With that, he turns and strides towards the door, leaving me bereft and aching for his touch. I watch, my heart pounding, as he opens the door and walks out, the tension in the room palpable and the air thick with unspoken desire.
My Sweet Nun
“Jesus Christ!” I exclaim, shock fizzling into something more complicated beneath the surface.
She chuckles at my exclamation, fingers tracing over my lips, silencing me with a gesture that feels both intimate and forbidden. She presses a finger gently to my lips. “No, Sister," she whispers. “Don’t bring Him into this. This is just between you and me. No God, no higher powers… just us, in this moment.”
The Stalker’s Kiss
A One-Night Stand That Never Ends
Marina Hale thought a one-night rebound would heal her broken heart. She was wrong.
A stranger, brooding, intense, and impossibly precise, knows everything about her. From the notes left at her door to the shadowy black Mercedes that follows her through empty streets, he is always there, watching, waiting, claiming.
What starts as a reckless night of passion turns into a dangerous game of desire and control. Every touch, every whispered word pushes Marina to the edge, leaving her torn between fear and craving.
She came seeking escape. She got so much more. And now, she may never be free.

