D&d Inspired Novels & Stories

Jessica Harper has t⁠he lif⁠e most women dream of—a loving husband, Co​nrad, and a spirited six-y‍e⁠ar-old s‍o‍n. Her da⁠ys‍ are filled with s‌tability, comfort, and‌ t‍he quiet satisfaction⁠ of a⁠ life well-lived. But the pas​t ha​s a way o‍f re​sur‌facing. W​hen Stefan—the man who once ignited her wild⁠est desires—suddenly reappears, old memori​es an​d forbidde⁠n c‍ravings thr‌eat⁠en t‍o⁠ unravel the life Jess​ica ha​s built. As she navigates l⁠ing‌erin‌g passion, marital loyal⁠ty, and the c‌ompl‌exities of desire, ev⁠ery choic⁠e becomes⁠ a d⁠a​ngerous balancing act. Conr‍a​d senses the⁠ s​t‌orm⁠ brewing, and when s‍ecrets, o⁠bsessions, and u‌nexpected e‍nco‌unters c‍ollide, Jessic‍a must confront the‌ truths she’s buri‌ed and‍ decide what sh⁠e‍ truly wants. Can love surv⁠ive temp​ta​tion, or will the past destroy everything?

Ophelia Cole thought she knew how her life would go; marry Luca Dawson, the boy she’d loved since childhood, and finally have the future she’d waited for. But when she visits him in rehab, Luca looks her in the eye and tells her the truth: he doesn’t love her anymore… and he loves someone else. Shattered, Ophelia tries to rebuild herself while staying close to the family that has always felt like home. But closeness brings complication, especially in the form of Damian Dawson, Luca’s older brother. Quiet where Luca was loud, controlled where Luca was reckless, Damian becomes an unexpected comfort in her heartbreak. A stolen glance. A moment held too long. A chemistry she shouldn’t feel. Ophelia knows falling for Damian is forbidden. Damian knows wanting her is wrong. But heartbreak makes her vulnerable, and years of hidden feelings make him dangerous. And when Luca returns, regretful and wanting her back— Ophelia finds herself caught between the man she thought she’d love forever… and the brother she was never meant to want.

Jessie watched Justice North from the far corner of the room and bit her lip. She really wanted to work up the nerve to approach him. He’d been on the news often but he appeared even taller and better-looking in person. Not too many people intimidated her but the man who had been appointed the leader of the New Species Organization by his own people was one of those rare few. She respected strength and courage, something he seemed to have in abundance. She debated the wisdom of having a conversation with him. Justice gave orders to her bosses and held the power to change some of the task-force policies that she didn’t agree with. The chance of finding another opportunity to have a chat with him was slim to none. She wasn’t allowed to attend briefings her team leader held with the tall Species leader. Her opinion was irrelevant to him but the issues were important. She hesitated, considering the ramifications. Tim Oberto would haul her into his office if he found out she’d gone over his head. He’d be his normal loud self and tear her to verbal shreds.

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.

Nobody warned Avery Kane about Knox Callahan. Not the grocery store strangers who mentioned his name like a caution. Not the group chat that exploded the second she arrived. Not even her father — the man who uprooted her entire life to coach a hockey team in a Minnesota town she'd never heard of — who watched the whole thing happen from behind a whistle and a clipboard and said absolutely nothing useful. Knox is the team captain. The local legend. The boy with the full scholarship offer and the smile that should require a permit. He is also, as of November, Avery's boyfriend — which would be perfect if he weren't already leaving. Then there's Finn. Steady, warm, dangerous in a completely different way. Then there's a photograph of her mother. Twenty years old. Laughing at a Minnesota lake. In a town her mother swore she'd never been. Then there's Theo — quiet, ink-stained, annoyingly perceptive — who sits down next to her in a library and asks the one question that changes everything. Avery came to Evergreen to survive senior year. She didn't expect to find out she'd been here all along.

I woke in the middle of the night to my Don husband murmuring in his sleep. “Juno, be good. Tomorrow I’ll buy you and Mamma a new house.” My eyes flew open. Juno? That was the name I’d always planned for a purebred Ceylon cat I dreamed of owning, but I’d never gotten one because of my pet fur allergy. And a new house? Could this just be a coincidence? I shook him lightly. “What did you just say?” He frowned and mumbled coarsely, “Had a nightmare. Dreamt of a shootout.” I didn’t press further. In the darkness, I reached for his phone and silently opened his messages.

Debt. Betrayal. Auction. Isabella Sterling, a master manipulator in disguise, was sold to Dante Belucci, the notorious and feared Mafia boss. His prize. His captive bride. They thought she was broken. They were wrong. She would use him, his power, his world, to destroy those who betrayed her. By the time he realized her dangerous game, he'd fallen too deep. He'd learn that the woman he owned was far more dangerous than he ever imagined. When Dante looked at her, his heart broken, he asked, "Did you ever love me, Isabella?”

i·dol·a·try īˈdälətrē noun : An extreme admiration, love, or reverence for someone. "She was afraid her attraction towards him was increasing to idolatry." UNEDITED

“I’d rather embrace death than let that man lay a finger on me.” Those were the last words I hurled at him before darkness claimed me.

After the disappearance of her father, Julia Rocco, who was drowning her sorrows in alcohol on her last day in college ends up having a one night stand with Alonzo Luigi, the man she never knew she’d been betrothed to. Their passionate one-night stand takes a sinister turn when Alonzo accuses Julia of stealing something from him during their brief encounter and Julia admits it, knowing she’d be tortured if she attempted to prove her innocence. Now the clock is ticking. Would Julia be able to materialize what Alonzo lost in a few weeks or would Alonzo’s buried past come back to bite them first?