One disgraced hockey player. One persistent reporter. Zero escape routes.

Getting suspended after being labeled ‘Professional Sports’ Most Homophobic Player’ is bad enough. But when Cal Prescott, the sports reporter covering the scandal, shows up at my door? I panic. I tell him I’m going on vacation—far, far away—and obviously can’t spare fifteen minutes for an interview. Honestly, if the trade deadline hadn’t passed, I’d probably be on a one-way flight to the coldest corner of Canada.
Now I actually have to go to Fiji.

Unfortunately, Cal follows me there.

When I rent a jet ski, so does he. Never mind that he doesn’t even know how to swim.

Worse? We get lost.

Now we’re stranded on a deserted island. No food. No WiFi. No accommodations. Only me, Cal, and the awkward memory of that kiss we shared at hockey camp.

He probably forgot.

I didn’t.

Now I’m stuck with the one man who makes me feel everything I’ve spent years trying to deny… and who might write the story that ends my career.

Grey Mackenzie—the man who shattered my heart—is back. And this time, he holds more than just my future in his hands.

Daniel
All I needed was one year. One year to prove the Seascape Hotel could survive without him.

But Grey’s back—older, richer, and ready to sell the place I’ve poured everything into.

I should hate him. I should fight him. I should be over him.

But the second I see him, every scar he left behind starts to ache all over again.

Now, my future, my home, and my heart are all on the line. And I’m not sure which one will break first.

Grey
I told myself I’d moved on. I lied.

The moment I step back into the Seascape and see Daniel again, I want him—all of him.

But the truth about the past isn’t what we thought. The lies that tore us apart were only the beginning.

Now, I have a second chance… if I’m brave enough to fight for it.

But just when we start rebuilding, a storm comes crashing through—threatening to destroy everything we've just begun to fix.

When the skies clear, will Daniel still be mine?

Or will I lose him all over again—this time, for good?

Breathe with Intention, Love without hesitation

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Azrael –

He knows what he wants.
The one thing he’s never questioned was the fact that he loves Real.

But, Real thinks it’s hero worship on his part, but he is so very wrong.

Azreal can’t breathe when Real’s next to him and he can’t breathe when they are apart…for two very different reasons. It’s love without a shadow of doubt, and somehow Azrael needs to find a way to get Real to give them a chance.

But as time goes by, Real isn’t budging and Azrael is losing hope.

Real –
He saved Azrael from the streets of San Bernadino. He gave the young assassin a sounding board to vent.
Real helped mold Azrael into the young assassin he is today.

So now, Azrael looks up to him.

And there’s no way in hell Real would take advantage of that.

The only thing he can do is make sure Azrael is safe.
If he can watch Azrael from afar, then maybe just maybe he can breathe.

My hopeless crush has a plan to get over his ex by getting under me, and I’m up for the task.

I’ve been pining for Wren since the minute I laid eyes on the handsome man with the perfect mouth, wounded eyes, and my personal kryptonite, ginger hair. Too bad he was hands off from the beginning, not only because he was our new chef, but he’s been tangled in a failing relationship the whole time I’ve known him.

When he finally decides to dump his ex and needs a place to stay, enter me and my big house to the rescue. I want to be respectful, give him time to see me as an option, but one night he offers me an arrangement. My answer: hell, yes.

Powered by need for each other, neither of us thought about what would happen next. We’re two guys without a clue, making decisions with the wrong head, but what we have together is too good for either of us to just walk away.

Before Wren, I was firmly a beer guy, but now that I’ve tasted the sweet bite of the prettiest ginger ever, there’s no going back. This is one combination that’s never coming off the menu if I can help it.

Donovan
What’s a little marriage of convenience between best friends?

I’ve always worked hard to keep the friendship line firmly in place when it comes to Eric. I’m gay, and he’s straight. We’re best friends and nothing more. But he’s my person, and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for him. Which is why when I find out he’s struggling financially and doesn’t have medical insurance, I blurt out six friendship-altering words: I want you to marry me.

Eric
Donovan’s my best friend, the most important person in my life… And he wants to marry me.

Okay, so maybe I haven’t made the best decisions lately. I took a job with no health insurance and no guaranteed money, which was working out fine, if not for the whole getting-injured-and-fired thing. But Donovan has come up with a solution. Marriage. Living together. There’s a small chance we’re a tad codependent, but I always want to be with him, so signing a marriage license shouldn’t really change much. Until the kissing starts…and the touching…and the exploring… And all I know is, I want more. So much more from my husband.

Playing pretend with Donovan is the realest thing I’ve ever felt, and though divorce was the ultimate plan, I’m not sure I want this to end.

When obsession and possessiveness collide…

Thomas Lauder

Easton is my hero, and I’m obsessed. He comes into my life like a knight in shining armor, saving me from a horrible customer at the coffee shop. Then, out of the blue, he asks me out on a date. How could I say no to the mysterious, handsome man? My life revolves around surviving my lying, gambling-addicted father and taking care of my younger sister while trying to earn my degree. Easton gives me the stability and honesty I didn’t know I needed. He’s straightforward and knows exactly what he wants. I do, too. I want Easton in my life forever.

Easton Virgil

I have a new family, but my life is still incomplete. Now that I’m nineteen, I have strong needs, and the loneliness is consuming. Thomas isn’t typical, but he’s attractive, and I enjoy his worship of me. He’s obsessed, and I feed off it. It makes me hungry for him. He’s perfect for me, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him. He belongs to me and no one else. But when his useless father is the reason Thomas is ripped from me, I nearly burn the world to the ground to find him. No one better have harmed him, or they will pay.