Haunted by the boy who ghosted him, will their high-school reunion be Jake’s chance to say goodbye to the fiery redhead he loved so fiercely, or can they write a new story?

Jake
Being a military brat meant we moved around a lot. By some miracle, we stayed in one place for all of high school, meaning that I had four whole years with Cooper. Four years of friendship, falling in love, fumbling firsts, and making plans for our future.
But then Cooper disappeared. MySpace Top-Eight one day and a ghost town the next. I may have moved on, but a small part of me remained with him at Gomillion High.
Our twenty-year reunion feels like the last chance I’ll have to see Cooper Dalton, whether for closure or to see if our bond is magical enough to make even the non-existent real.

Cooper
I didn’t mean to ghost Jake, but one family tragedy after another left me unable to spend another minute in the place where we met, fell in love, and looked forward to growing up together.
While I’ve achieved my dream of becoming a vet, opening a practice of my own, and finding the friends who’ve become my family, I still ache for the boy whose heart I broke along with my own.
Returning to Gomillion fifteen years after last setting foot in it, and laying eyes on my first love has me tripping—literally. Will Jake forgive me, or is the magic truly gone?

Rosco lives to keep the Mennetti family safe. He will hunt down any and all threats to the family. Work is his life. Until the day he runs into Ori… then his life spins on its axis.

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Orlando Russo has one goal since finding out that his estranged father was murdered by a rival family–take out the man who destroyed his family. Unfortunately, that man heads one of the strongest families in the state and is aligned with the one family who should be aligned with the Russos. Ori wants answers, and to get them, he needs to find his way into the viper den.

His target: Cord’s right hand man and bodyguard, Rosco.

Every man has a price, and as an unmated omega, Orlando has everything he needs to manipulate Rosco to get what he wants. At any price.

As a bodyguard to the Mafia heir, Enzo Vargas has given the Amato Family everything for over twenty years. An ordinary day on the job has Enzo proving he took his vows seriously, putting his dedication, his loyalty, and his life into question.

After the attack on the Family costs him his leg, everything spins out of control, as Enzo is forced to reconcile the person he was with his new circumstance, and learn the true meaning of strength, or lose the only thing in his life that’s ever mattered…

As a nurse for the Amato Family, Kail Marino has seen it all. His family has served the Mafia Organization for generations, making him no stranger to bloodshed and violence, but when tragedy strikes close to home, it calls everything he ever believed into question.

Kail is assigned as Enzo’s primary caregiver during his recovery, which turns their already chaotic life together further upside down. Suddenly, the quiet and private relationship they’ve enjoyed for years outside the Family is thrust into the spotlight. Can they survive the extra scrutiny while at their most vulnerable? Or will the peaceful life they’ve built crumble under the weight of loss and sacrifice…

Can I have both—the title and the guy?

After a scandal, starting college in Massachusetts is my fresh start. With an ocean between me and the palace in The Netherlands, this is the chance to be just Floris instead of the first openly gay prince in Europe.

College life in America appeals to me…including my roommate, Orson. He’s cute as a bug in an adorkable way, but also serious and focused, his head permanently in a book. But behind his glasses, there is a sparkle in his gorgeous eyes, and I want to get to know him.

When I manage to break through his walls, we discover we have more in common than we thought, and we become friends. I’m convinced that’s all there could ever be, but when an emergency brings us closer, the chemistry between us heats up.

But I’m a prince with all the expectations my position brings, and he’s determined to realize his own dreams, so where does that leave us? He knows my real identity, but we’re from such different worlds.

Can I really have it all? The royal life and the boy next door?

One hit on the ice.
One missing year.
One man I can’t let go.

When I wake up, the last twelve months of my life are gone. I don’t know what team I’m on, how I got here… or why there’s a gorgeous man in my bed calling me babe.

A year ago, I was barely hanging on to my career and too scared to admit I wanted a man. Now, I may not remember falling for him, but when he smiles, when he touches me, when he kisses me—I know it. He’s everything.
And somehow, I have the life I always dreamed of: a thriving career, a man who loves me, and a championship within reach.

The only problem? I can’t remember how I made any of it happen.

If I want to keep this perfect life, I’ll have to hide the truth until everything comes back. Because I can’t lose this. And most of all, I can’t lose him.

How hard can it be to live my own life without remembering it?

Fake it ’til you make it, right?
Wrong. So wrong.

Grief led him to a small town. Love found him there.

Gideon Raines has been running for years—from guilt, from grief, from the night that stole his twin brother and shattered what was left of his family. With nothing but a duffel bag and nowhere else to go, he ends up in Foggy Basin, a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it town where the locals are nosy, the diner coffee is strong, and the new vet is way too handsome for Gideon’s peace of mind.

Dr. Malcolm Jones traded city chaos for small-town calm a year ago, buying the local vet clinic and trying to rebuild a quieter life. He’s smart, private, and firmly straight—or so he thought. When a down-on-his-luck drifter with haunted eyes stumbles into his clinic and unexpectedly saves the day, Malcolm offers him a job… and maybe something more.

Gideon doesn’t plan to stay. Malcolm doesn’t know if he can risk his heart again. But the more time they spend together, the harder it is to ignore the slow, relentless heat building between them—aching, undeniable, and oh-so-dangerous.