Morning came late. Sunlight filtered through the gauzy curtains, golden and warm on Maddie’s bare back. She stirred slowly, body aching in all the right places, sheets tangled between her…
But just as they began to drift into silence… a knock came at the door. Jack’s eyes flicked to the clock. Mason. Kristy’s head lifted, eyes wide with sudden realization. “Jack……
Tyrone had just finished a set of pushups—sweat glistening on his bare, bulging chest—when the knock came. Not the usual buzz of the intercom. Not the chime of a visitor…
The water had gone still again. The moon had climbed high. And Maddie, still floating lazily in the warm pool, had long since accepted that whoever had been watching her…
The sun was slipping beneath the horizon when Maddie finally emerged from her bedroom. She stood at the top of the grand staircase in a dress that shimmered like liquid…
Tyrone woke up slowly. The scent of last night still clung to his sheets—feminine musk, high-end perfume, and his own deep, musky cologne, now sweat-worn and soaked into the cotton.…
The air was thick with the scent of pine, smoke, and sweat. The firepit in the clearing behind the old Elk Ridge Tavern roared tall, crackling and spitting embers into…
The ocean still echoed in Maddie’s ears when she woke, the scent of salt and sunscreen lingering on her sun-kissed skin. Her golden hair was tousled across the pillow, and…
It started as a harmless visit—just swinging by my best friend's house to grab the textbook I left behind. I wasn't expecting her dad to answer the door. But there…
The morning sun spilled through the gauzy curtains of the Hartleys’ guest bedroom, catching in Maddie’s tousled blonde hair as she stretched languidly in bed. Her body still thrummed with…
The late-afternoon sun filtered in through the dusty windows of the general store, casting golden streaks over the rows of canned goods, hardware supplies, and handmade trinkets from locals. Jack…
Maddie barely heard the creak of the front door over the panting, the wet slap of skin against skin, and the muffled cries she couldn’t keep in. Her body arched,…
Maddie had drifted between wakefulness and sleep for hours. Ever since she’d shut the door on Vanessa and Graham outside her room, her skin had felt electrified—every nerve ending alive,…
The private jet touched down on a sleek, snow-dusted runway just outside Stockholm. Tyrone Dominian stepped into the icy Scandinavian air with the kind of swagger that turned heads even…
It was just past noon when Jack heard the familiar sound of tires crunching up the gravel drive. He glanced up from his workbench, wiping sweat from his brow with…
Dear Holy Mother, what did I do to deserve this temptation? Here I am, sitting in the pews, my wife's angelic voice filling the cathedral with joyous hymns, while across…
The house was quiet again. Still. After the charged, almost dangerous heat in the kitchen, it was hard to believe the moment had even happened. But Maddie felt it — in her…
The early evening light spilled into Tyrone Dominian’s penthouse office, streaking gold across the marble and glass like an invitation. Tyrone stood shirtless at the floor-to-ceiling windows, broad shoulders catching…