Slow Burn Historical Romance Books Novels & Stories

"Do I look better than Mr. Sorsby?" Thinking back to when he entered the bar and saw Hannah pressed on Kenneth, his face turned dark instantly. Clenching his fist, a touch of gloom surged in his eyes. "Mr. Winchester, are you jealous?" With a light laugh, Hannah extended her fingers and lifted his chin flirtatiously. Her eyes held a shallow smile and she opened her red lips, revealing a hint of ambiguity. "Is there anyone who can match Mr. Winchester's charm in this world?" Even the main character in the book, Cedric, couldn't compare to Darren's outstanding handsomeness.

Every woman wants to chase him, but his heart is being guarded with walls of ice that never seems to come down. Scarlett Miller, a business administration student; with the spice of fashion designing truly angelic, her eyes filled with love, kindness, and anything but hatred. Every man is ready to chase her yet her heart remains untouched free for anyone to steal, but she has yet to come across the thief that claims it as his possession. Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love?

I spent the first 34 years of my life in Alaska, land of the midnight sun, but these days I'm located in Washington, and am enjoying a much warmer sun :) I'm married to my high school sweetheart, John, who is known to bring me flowers "just because" My leisure time is filled with gardening, sewing, art and reading. Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)

There are also flames dancing in his eyes and all I can think of is sensual fire. He lowers his mouth back to my flesh and continues on his merry way. Flames lick at my skin where he kisses. He moves lower and widens my legs for access. My nerve endings sizzle in expectation of the first touch. There. Oh Goddess, his tongue swirls across me. I'm so sensitive I cry out. Shivers run over my skin at the low laugh that rumbles up his chest. I pull my hands from his hair and dig them into my own. I don't care if I tear out every last strand.

Slow burn. Please give that book a try and let me know if you like it. And I would like to know if you would want a short portion of John and Georgia's story or a direct epilogue to close the book.

But when a passion led to an unplanned pregnancy, would the wild CEO succumb to marriage? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Romance Books by Agatha Rose THE SUMMERS SERIES 1. Dark Deception (Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan) 2. Dark Betrayal (Thornton Summers & Ava Smith) ⪼⪼ 3. Taming The Wild CEO (Javier Summers & Ella Stanford) ⪻⪻⪻ 4. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits (Clarabelle Summers & Dean Westminster)

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Two The Warning Beneath the Suit The morning sun barely filtered through the thin curtains of Evelyn’s kitchen window, casting long strips of pale gold across the old wood floor. She stood barefoot on the chilled boards, coffee in hand, hair unbrushed, shirt borrowed from her late father—faded red plaid hanging off one shoulder—and tried to ignore the storm rising in her gut. Last night’s encounter with Damien Romano had not just left her rattled; it had torn something loose inside her. Something dangerous. The man had stepped onto her land like he belonged, like the dirt itself bent beneath his polished shoes, and then he’d spoken with a calm so soaked in a

Love returned gradually, steady and deliberate, the embers of desire and trust building into a slow, enduring flame. And every night, when we lay together, I knew we were stronger, not in spite of the past, but because of it. Because we had chosen each other, and we were ready to face whatever came next, side by side. … On a cold Saturday, curiosity tugged at me like a quiet whisper. After days of staying mostly in the living room and kitchen, I realized I hadn’t seen much of the house. The apartment, or rather, the sprawling home Blackwood had insisted I stay in, was much larger than I had imagined.

Carla and Travis watched from the sidelines, hands clasped. “We did it,” Carla said, her voice steady. Travis nodded. “And we’re just getting started.” The scars remained, but they were no longer wounds. Dave, Carla, and the other victims were healing, not just surviving but thriving, their journeys a testament to resilience, love, and the unyielding power of talent reclaimed. ----- This marks the end of the Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire. Compiled short story arcs now made their way to their ends.