Had she crashed into any other man's car, she could have walked away—but she hit mine. Upon seeing the bruises on her wrist, I struggled to contain my rage. Despite her objections, I refused to allow …
I stared at my wife. Why was she acting so casual? I had just told her I wanted a divorce and her response was "fine." So I spoke again, clearly and distinctly, so there could be no mistaking my meaning.…
The man I love is not for the faint of heart. He’s an artist, a maniac, a brilliant sculptor capable of molding the most delicate clay into something beautiful and unbreakable. He teases that he makes …
I'm a fool. I see the best in everyone, no matter how much they've hurt me in the past. I trust when no trust has be earned. My twin sister should be at the top of that list but she played me like an …
Every southie in Boston knows that name. The son of a dead mobster. The heart throb with steel blue eyes. "The Fixer" who can make or break you in this city.
SOPHIE I knew better than to go to that party. I would have been much happier curled up at home eating Halloween candy by myself, but I had Mom’s voice in my head telling me to make an effort now that …
He built an empire, but forgot to cherish his queen. So, she found herself by leaving him. Can he find her by following? Because when is a kiss from his Rose not just a kiss—but a second chance?
