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  I loved three men who left me for dead. Now, I’m going to war, and I’m dragging them to hell with me, whether they like it or not. Aleksandr still makes me want to drop to my knees. Cole still looks at me like I'm the worst thing that ever happened to him. Tristan's obsession is dangerous because I want to give in, and I hate myself for it. My enemies are coming, and I don't have the luxury of fighting alone. I'll use every weapon I have. Including the three men who broke me. Especially them. I woke up alone in a hospital bed, and I will never forgive them for that. They think I'm the villain. Maybe it's time I became one. Vicious Wins is the conclusion to the Cruel Games duet, a scorching hot, dark, why choose, hockey romance with groveling, redemption, and a hard-earned HEA. Check the author’s website for content notes. My Review This book picks up pretty much after book one. I thought I was ready but physically I may have been but not emotionally. This book...

  “You’re invited to the wedding of the summer. We hope you can join us. Mia, it’s a pity you don’t have a date.” After receiving that rude invite, I did something wildly unhinged. I suggested to my best friend, Luke (yes, Rex’s brother) that we should go to the wedding together and pretend we’d been secretly dating for a year. After receiving that rude invite from my childhood crush Rex, I did something wildly unhinged. I suggested to my best friend, Luke (Rex’s brother), that we should go to the wedding together and pretend we’d been secretly dating for a year. The rules were simple: Pretend we were soulmates, written in the stars. No crossing physical lines (I was dumb). Break up immediately after the wedding. As you can guess, the plan derailed as soon as Luke arrived back in town. Maybe it was being forced to share a luxury hotel room, or the game of Twister on the beach, or the strip poker we had too much fun playing, but the lines blurred almost immediately. Whatever it was,...

  He's a billionaire hiding at my bed-and-breakfast, pretending to be ordinary. I'm the woman who fell for every pretty word… Carter Banks shows up at my struggling beachside B&B looking for a place to disappear for the summer. I accept his reservation because we need the money. As it stands, I have three months to save my family's legacy and no time for distractions. But the chemistry is off the charts, and we can't get enough of one another. Between late-night meetups and early morning coffee runs, I'm falling for a man who feels like home. He helps me slow down long enough to remember what I'm fighting for and reminds me to have fun. Everything seems like it might work out until the sharks start circling, both the corporate kind and my ex wanting a second chance. Somehow, Carter's the only one keeping me together. But when paparazzi photos and gossip blogs reveal the guy I've been falling for is actually Dyson Carter Banks—billionaire CEO and exac...

  He’s my heartless stepbrother who despises me. I’m the idiot who accidentally sent him some not-so-innocent photos … Dayton Copeland is the antithesis of fun, sunshine, and sugar, which is everything I stand for. When tragedy strikes, we break our ten-year streak of no contact when we become co-owners of a dilapidated beachfront bungalow. We have one year to agree on what to do with it. Of course he wants to sell. He spends his nights counting his money. Between heated arguments about the budget and him crashing in my bedroom to help ‘oversee’ the project, I’m starting to wonder if I was wrong about Dayton’s true feelings for me all along. When the salacious photos hit his inbox, he responds in a way my ex-husband could never. The Florida sun is hot, but the tension between us just got ten times hotter. Right when I think everything might work out, a tropical storm hits, wrecking our progress on the house. Then Dayton’s ex makes a surprise appearance, leaving me to wonder if his ...

  Each autumn in the quiet village of Millhaven, the townspeople gather by the river to release paper lanterns into the current. Each one carries a message to a future that never came—a path not taken, a decision unmade, a silent dream set free. Agnes Thornfield has released a lantern every year for over 70 seasons. But this year, something has shifted. With a quiet hand and a memory of Paris folded into paper, she prepares to let go of the life she never lived—the city she never visited, the self she never became, the love she chose instead. This sleep-focused short story for adults is told in the gentle rhythm of moonlight, lavender-scented wind, and the slow drift of river water past stone arches. As Agnes walks through her village—past the same garden gates and soft footsteps of memory—the listener is invited into a space of stillness and emotional ease. It is not a story of regret. It is a meditation on love, release, and the quiet beauty of letting go. The Lanterns of Lost To...

  I walked away from my billionaire bloodline, hellbent on carving a life that belonged to me. By day, I’m a painfully shy journalist desperate for respect. By night, I write filthy stories under a false name. I let my imagination run wild, and my fantasies bleed through. No one was supposed to connect the dots. Especially not my brother’s best friend. I’ve secretly loved this man for years, but when a prison riot leaves us locked in a cell together, I learn the truth about survival, surrender, and the man behind the empire. He’s dangerous, possessive, and the muse of my stories. THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE WITH HEAVY TRIGGERS. READER'S DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVISED. My Review This book is what I have more recently coming to really like about Emily's writing. While the trauma that Willow endures is horrific and can be graphic, it is how she heals afterwards with the help of Diablo and Mason that I liked a lot.  I was able to connect to all three and therefore, I was able to engage w...