LOGIN"Funny thing is, the deadliest betrayal usually comes from the people standing closest to you. You need to stay far, far away from your Uncle Paul. Power has eaten him alive. He’s not the same man who used to lift you onto his shoulders to pick apples. I’ve seen hints—tiny cracks in the dark—showing
My fingertips brushed over the rough, weathered leather pages as I turned to the final section of the diary. The texture changed there—stiffer, drier, the corners slightly curled. The moment my eyes landed on the page, my breath just… froze. A huge dark stain swallowed half the sheet. Old blood, dr
I grabbed his hand and practically dragged him upstairs. The first door at the end of the hallway opened into my old bedroom. Pale pink wallpaper, bear-print sheets, even my favorite old collection of Grimm’s fairy tales still sitting on the desk. Next door was my parents’ room, and even the perfum
Ashley’s POV High above the clouds, the Gulfstream hummed with that steady, almost sleepy vibration. I rested my cheek against Hebert’s bare chest, listening to the calm, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat. Outside the window, thick clouds drifted past like giant cotton candy, the sunlight brushing t
**From Hebert's Perspective** I leaned back into the leather seat, my hands gripping the armrests so tightly that my knuckles turned white. The air in the cabin felt thin, as if all the oxygen had been sucked out, leaving only the faint sweetness of her perfume and the deafening roar of my own hear
I could feel the tension in his thigh muscles so clearly, like the strength under that thin suit fabric was trying to surge right into my skin. The cedar scent clinging to his open collar was so thick it felt like it wrapped around my whole head, trapping me in this weird, dizzying haze. The desire







