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Some secrets are meant to be kept, but love will find a way.

Hearts and Hidden Secrets: A Family Romance Collection, a heat-filled, touching romance collection, part of the 1001 Dark Nights Trope Collection from New York Times & USA Today bestselling authors Devney Perry, Helena Hunting, Lauren Blakely & Tijan, is available now!

Some secrets are meant to be kept, but love will find a way. Hearts and Hidden Secrets explores the bonds of family and the mysteries that lie just beneath the surface. Whether it’s single parents, surprise pregnancies, or long-lost connections, these heartwarming stories show that love can heal even the deepest wounds.

Includes:
Dandelion Diary by Devney Perry
Where It Begins by Helena Hunting
Stud Finder by Lauren Blakely
and
Jonah Bennett by Tijan

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The Dandelion Diary

“What’s the situation with the school? How big of a deal is this?”
“There are no rules against a friendship.”
“And what if I wanted more than friendship?” He relaxed in his chair, holding my gaze for a long moment. There was desire in his eyes. In his voice. Never in my life had anyone so clearly wanted me. Certainly not Luka.
Yes, I wanted more than friendship. I wanted it so badly I ached. But…
“It’s not allowed. Not while Katy is my student.”
“All right.” He leaned forward, elbows to knees. “Friends.”
“Friends.” I forced a smile despite my sinking heart. Standing, I made my way to the entryway, every step heavy like my shoes were wading through wet concrete.
Jeff followed, taking my coat off the hook where he’d hung it earlier. Then he held it open, but instead of sliding my arms inside, I inched closer.
“What if I wanted more than friendship?” I whispered.
What if I wanted him to kiss me? Right here. Right now.
No one in the world would have to know. Just…us.
His eyes flared, his arms dropping to his sides, my coat still clutched in a hand. “Della,” he warned. “You’re shredding my willpower here. You’d better go before it snaps.”
“Then give me my coat.”
He didn’t move.
So I closed the gap between us, feeling bold for the first time in my life. He made me comfortable enough to do that. To break the rules. To throw caution to the wind and just be desired.
His scent, citrus with woodsy undertones, invaded my nose. Damn, but he smelled good.
I was seconds away from rising up on my toes and pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth when footsteps pounded down the stairs.

Where It Begins

“You don’t want to date me.”
He cocks his head, a wry grin turning up the corner of his mouth. “I don’t?”
I shake my head. “I’m a lot to deal with on a good day, and this verbal diarrhea stuff happens more than I’d like.” I need to stop talking.
There are ten seconds left on the crosswalk. Nine. Eight…
I bite my lips together and make another terrible decision to distract Sidney and to keep myself from spewing more nonsense. I grab his tie and push up on my toes, mashing my lips against his.
For a moment, he stands there, unmoving and unresponsive. And then his palm settles on my lower back and he pulls me against him, the front of our bodies flush. His hand slides upwards, between my shoulder blades and then under my hair, gently upping the back of my head as he angles his and parts his lips.
I do the same and his tongue slides against mine.
And I completely forget that this was supposed to be a distraction tactic. I release his tie and run my hand over his firm chest and grip his shoulder. I’m still holding my coffee in the other hand, which isn’t the most convenient, but it’s half full and dropping it so I can wrap myself fully around this man is both wasteful and littering. So, I keep holding it with one hand and him with the other.
Heat slams through my veins and desire makes everything below the waist tingle. I suck his bottom lip and he makes a low sound in the back of his throat when I follow with teeth.
The sound of horns blaring and someone calling out, “Get a room!” as they pass reminds me we’re on the sidewalk, across the street from my work.
I pull away and consider running across the street, but apparently, we’ve been making out so long the light has changed again.
I open my mouth, but for once, no words come out.
“I disagree.” Sidney’s eyes are hooded, and his gaze lingers on my lips.
“With what?”
“You said I don’t want to date you. And I disagree. I would very much like to see you again.”

Stud Finder

Dylan sets a hand on my arm. “Are you trying to seduce me?”
“No,” I say quickly. Too quickly. I’m not trying to seduce him at all.
I open the door, and a perfectly modulated blast of cool air greets us. We stroll across the navy carpet to a king-size bed perfectly appointed with a gorgeous white duvet and mountains of blue velvet pillows. I gesture to it, as if I’m a saleswoman, showing it off. “Tell me. Doesn’t this bed make you want to do everything on it?”
Then, to demonstrate my point, I fall back onto it, like a snow angel.
I prop myself on my elbows and meet his eyes. His green irises darken, and his lips part. He stares at me, and something shifts. The look in his eyes is no longer challenging. He’s not asking me to prove a point. His eyes are hungry. He stares as if he’s considering my question seriously, and I realize that maybe it does sound as if I’m trying to seduce him. I’ve pushed the limits here. I’m in a hotel room, trying to prove a point to a client, and in reality, my skirt is riding up my thighs, and I’m sprawled on a pristine, inviting bed.
This kind of bed is designed not only for sleeping, but for the best kind of sex in the world—hotel sex. The kind of loud, dirty, wild sex you can have when you don’t have to make the bed in the morning.
For a flash, I see Dylan hovering over me. Pinning my wrists. Pressing his body against mine. A wave of heat washes over me, and my skin is flush, my heart slamming hard against my chest.
I want that.
I want to feel that abandon.
And that goes against my personal code of ethics as a matchmaker—thou shalt not fall for a client.
I glance down, and see my skirt is riding up. It hits mid-thigh, revealing more of my legs. I tug it, and when I look up, Dylan is staring at me with darkened eyes. “Yeah. This bed makes me want to do everything on it.

Jonah Bennett

When I looked back up, my hand on the sink behind me, I saw a ghost. Well, not a ghost, but whoa.
My eyes bulged, and my heart dropped. “You’re…”
Jonah Bennett.”
My brain clicked, and I clamped my mouth shut, two seconds from spilling and showing how much of a stalker I was.
His hotness had not dimmed at all. Jesus. This guy just got better. It was such a shitty thing for me to think, but grief made him sizzle. He had a five o’clock shadow going, and the whole angry/stricken vibe just emanated from him.
I was speechless, and I was never speechless. I always had something to say.
Might’ve been why my brain was working overtime.
God.
I wanted to have this guy’s children.
I was hungry for him.
So embarrassing.
He raised an eyebrow, watching me. He stood over me, perfect position for, you know… Here I was on my knees—and there went another staccato drumline in my lady parts. My clit was getting in on the action.
I needed a life. That was my problem.
First time leaving the state, taking time off, and here I was: about wetting myself because I was hot for a grieving guy who looked like he wanted to murder me.

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💜Review💜

Dandelion Diary by Devney Perry – Katy loves her father deeply and only wants him to be happy and is more than happy to play matchmaker between him and Katy, her teacher.   From their first meeting the feelings between them are undeniable but anything between them is off limits between a teacher and a student’s father.   Let the fun begin!

Where It Begins by Helena Hunting – Skye has always been a single mother to her 15-year-old daughter Violet and Sidney is a widower who life is centered around his 17-year-old son Miller. A chance encounter at a coffee shop brings them together and the sparks fly but balancing their children and their romance is not without its challenges. 

Stud Finder by Lauren Blakely – Dylan is the sexy, successful and slightly geeky owner of a tech company who has been searching for the woman of his dreams and figures his best chance is an online ad.  Evie is best friends with Dylan’s sister who sees the ad and wants to help but that involves some practice outings and determining what exactly he is looking for in a woman but what happens if the matchmaker falls for her match?

Jonah Bennett by Tijan – Even though he was part of a mafia family that wasn’t the life he wanted until the death of his fiancé changes everything.  Carson is a forensic technician who meets Jonah on the worst day of his life.   When fate brings them together once again there is no going back despite the situation they find themselves in.

It is great to have these stories in one collection.