Romance Stories

A slow-burn romance set in the fictional remote mountain town of Willow Creek, Colorado. A reclusive newcomer and a guarded local woman clash, circle, and slowly soften. As a small community pulls them closer, two wounded souls discover that belonging—and love—can be quietly built, one brave step at a time.

When teen Corey James rescued a young girl from drowning, he set off a long train of events. He never wanted recognition or payment. But running from himself came close to wrecking four lives. Resolution came in an unforeseen way.

Who is the true villain in this story? Luca Moreno has always believed in justice, which is why he became a cop. Now undercover in the Brooks family’s criminal empire, he plans to destroy it from within. But when he meets Raven, the Don’s niece, everything changes. As his morals blur and innocence erodes, Luca must face who he’s becoming—and who the real villain truly is.

A Best Intentions for Cathlolic School Girls Story
Izzy dreams of finding the perfect man as a husband. She finds him but....maybe it's not the perfect situation.

Maggie says good bye to Brian, her young lover, before she returns to the United States from Africa.

Josh, while taking a break from his stocks and securities activities, encountered a troubled woman in Hawaii. He wound up in the middle of a debacle, between a sibling rivalry and an Adonis, but wound up making the trade of his life. The sisters/lesbian tag comes to light very, very late in the story and is not a prominent theme.

A couple spend a week on a remote private island, soaking up the sun 'au naturel', decompressing from their hectic lives. They relive their amazing heroic past, leading up to their shocking current situation.

Multiple generations of women marry and pass along their wisdom. Now including seventy-plus illustrations!

It was a miserable November day in Minneapolis, but then again, it's not that unusual of weather for the northern city. I quickened my pace and stepped into the large bar, more like a hook-up place for college kids, rather than a place for a quiet drink. I paused just inside, allowing my ears and hands to warm while surveying the crowd. I was horny, having hit a dry spell for weeks and was looking for a warm body to make the evening more enjoyable. My heart skipped a beat when I spotted her, a

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