Collide, an Age Gap, Insta love Romance that is a slow-burn romance, it has electrifying chemistry, and fate-driven love stories and is available to read on Kindle Unlimited.
I’m a confirmed bachelor, with zero interest in marriage or settling down. Life is perfect—until she literally crashed into me. One moment, I’m keeping her steady from falling again; the next, she’s laughing with her friends, oblivious to how she has upended my world.
Since then, I can’t stop thinking about her. I want her, and I always get what I want. Then, I find out that I either: Marry her or Walk away.
Walk away? Not a chance.
Lande
I never would’ve met Tate if I hadn’t been knocked flat in that restaurant. He helped me up, steadying me when everything felt chaotic. I thanked him and went back to my planned, orderly life. But now, I’m working for him, seeing him every day, and resisting the pull between us gets harder.
There’s something about him—something magnetic. I just need to resist and mantra:
•My life is planned.
•No distractions
•Focus is priority
Long as I mantra all three daily, it should be easy-peasy working for him, right?
Perfect for fans of slow-burn romance, electrifying chemistry, and fate-driven love stories.
Winter is the perfect time to snuggle up with your enemy. Just kidding. The destruction of his plans will keep me warm, and I’ll savor the taste of victory from a bet he foolishly thought he could win. All I have to say to his ridiculously handsome face is . . . let the games begin.
New York Times bestselling author, S.L. Scott, brings the heat this holiday season in With Love, Winter.
What kind of a sports reporter would I be if I freaked out on planes?
I’d get over it right now. I would take off alone without anyone placating me and force myself to never worry about this again. The vibration of the plane wheels against the concrete kicked up my pulse, but this would be quick. One terrifying minute and then I’d be fine.
I opened my eyes when Nate pulled at my arm.
“Really, Nate. I’m fine. Don’t make this a big deal—”
He took my hand in his, grazing his palm against mine as he laced our fingers together, tucking our joined hands in between us.
“Just squeeze if you’re scared, okay? I’ve got you, hotshot.”
Nate’s dark gaze locked with mine, a tiny smile on his lips as if we were sharing a private joke. I smiled back as I took in a full breath, despite the air he always managed to steal from my lungs.
My stomach relaxed and my shoulders eased as I focused on the glide of his callused thumb back and forth across the top of my hand. I squeezed back, letting the charge from where my skin touched his both calm and excite me.
Nate gripped my hand tighter as the plane sped up, the glittering New York skyline in the distance whirring past the window as we ascended, my belly dropping as we went higher, but not from fear.
Or not the same fear that I had been battling a few minutes ago.
Nate grinned and gave me a tiny nod, keeping hold of my hand until the plane coasted above the clouds.
“All good?”
“All good,” I choked out, squeezing his hand one last time before I slipped mine free, already disappointed by the loss of contact.
Now, whenever I had to fly, this was what I’d remember at takeoff, and I both looked forward to and dreaded the memory.
My life would be so much easier if I could just stop falling in love with Nate Becker.
“You,” I say, keeping my voice pitched low. “You’re the tech guy?” Beck leans next to the glass case with the display of Cedar Hollow’s history. “Guilty. Small town, big coincidence.” His smile tilts. “Hi, Lottie.” My name in his mouth does things it shouldn’t. I cross my arms tighter to cover my hard nipples. “Let’s recap. Last night was a one-time thing.” He tsks. “Who said that? You?” He looks entertained. “Because if you didn’t have a good time—” “I didn’t say—” “I have notes.” He pats his pocket like he’s about to produce them. “Your breathy pants. Your slickness. The way you were clenching my cock—” “Beck!” I slap a hand over his mouth so fast I nearly sprain something. “Do not say that here.” His eyes dance with amusement while his lips curve against my palm, warm and teasing. Then, he peels my fingers away, gently. “Why not?” he murmurs, voice dropping low, and wicked. “It’s true. God, Lottie, I’m still thinking about you gripping me. I swear I can feel you if I stand still long enough. And Oliver was right about your cookies, but they aren’t the only thing I want to eat every day.” Heat rockets through me. I take a deliberate step back like distance can fix the surge of desire rushing through me. “I’m a mom,” I say, crisp. “I don’t have time for…this.” “For orgasms?” His eyebrows lift. “For you,” I snap, then sigh because his grin says he knows I don’t mean it the way it sounds. “For messy. For complicated. I work two jobs. Oliver has school and hockey and now this festival project. I do everything.” His face softens; the teasing doesn’t vanish, but it shifts. “Maybe if you asked for help.” “Asked for help,” I echo. “That’s adorable.” “It’s practical.” “Beck.”
He was too fragile for the world that demanded strength.
He was doomed to die forgotten.
Sparrow is Comanche, son of a war chief, heir to a legacy of hunters and fighters but disease stole the body he was meant to have. While others ride to glory, he is left behind to guard the camp… until the world proves that survival is never fair.
When soldiers descend in fire and gun smoke, Sparrow makes a final stand that turns myth into blood-soaked truth. He dies a warrior at last.
And that should have been the end.
Instead, Sparrow awakens in Tir Na Nog, a brutal world of magic, monsters, and living systems where power is earned or taken. Here, gods bargain, death is temporary, and strength decides everything. Given a second life, a restored body, and bound to a dying trickster god, Sparrow must carve his place in a realm that makes no allowances for weakness.
This is not a story about chosen ones handed easy power.
This is a story about earning it.
Ashes and Ruin blends historical tragedy, Indigenous myth, and hard-edged LitRPG progression into a tale of identity, rage, honor, and rebirth. It asks a simple question:
If you were denied your destiny once…what would you become when given another chance
Sparrow has made a friend in this new world, and one he will not abandon.
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Series: The Last Best Place for Love Book #8 Author: Giulia Lagomarsino
Genre: Small Town Romance
Tropes: Opposites Attract; Alpha Hero; Emotional Scars; A Doozy of a Secret; Willing to Risk Everything for Her
Release Date: November 9, 2026
Cover Design: Artscandare
Photographer: Wander Aguiar
I’d risked a lot in my life because of my job.
Pedos? Eliminated.
Cheating spouses? They always seemed to have an accident.
People who couldn’t pay their dues? Well, they needed to be taught a lesson.
The list went on and on, and I’d never once cared about the sacrifice I was making.
Until her.
Feisty, funny as hell, cute as a button…
But that all changed the night of the fire.
The night I ran in and nearly died for her.
Hell, she nearly died.
It was sheer luck that she survived that night. By all accounts, she should have died.
And that should have been my wakeup call, my chance to turn it all around.
But my life was not my own, and if she ever found out, it would be the end of whatever this was between us.
I’m no good for her, but I never wanted to change my life as much as the night I heard her Whisper My Name.
I’m a stay at home mom that loves to read. Some of my favorite titles are Pride and Prejudice, Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, and Horatio Hornblower. I started writing when I was trying to come up with suggestions on ways I could help bring in some extra money. I came up with the idea that I could donate plasma because you could earn an extra $500/month. My husband responded with, “No. Find something else. Write a blog. Write a book.” I didn’t think I had anything to share on blog that a thousand other mothers hadn’t already thought of. I decided to take his challenge seriously and sat down to write my first book, Jack. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed writing. From there, the stories continued to flow and I haven’t been able to stop. I hope my readers enjoy my books as much as I enjoy writing them. Between reading, writing, and taking care of three small kids, my days are quite full.
Forced to flee to the First Hunger and escape the wrath of the Crown and their new, deranged leader, Drake and his companions soon find themselves caught up in a civil war which threatens to tear the cosmos apart. A new enemy, one of the elder gods, has risen from obscurity, aligning herself with Chaos itself in a bid to topple the existing hierarchy and reshape the multiverse to her own designs.
Twelve years of silence shattered by one truth: The best man has always loved the bride. Now she must choose between her vows and her heart.
Minutes before I walk down the aisle, I discover my fiancé, Elijah, cheated on me.
He slept with someone else at his bachelor party three months ago.
When his brother, Julian—my best friend since college—learns I know the truth, he confesses a secret of his own, something that changes everything: He’s been in love with me for twelve years.
I’ve always felt the same, but I buried those feelings, convinced he’d never love me back.
What happens next in the bridal suite is reckless. Impulsive. Forbidden. Everything I’ve wanted since the day we met. One moment of passion that makes an impossible situation even more complicated.
Now I’m facing an unthinkable choice: the man I made promises to, or the one I’ve wanted all along. Walking away from either brother means destroying more than just a marriage—it means tearing a family apart.
But Elijah’s betrayal runs deeper than I know.
And nothing can prepare me for what he’ll do to keep me.
About the Author:
Amazon Top 15 Bestselling author and lover of forbidden romances, tacos, coffee, and wine, Q.B. Tyler gives readers sometimes angsty, sometimes emotional but always deliciously steamy romances featuring sassy heroines and the heroes that worship them. She’s best known for writing forbidden (and sometimes taboo) romances, so if that’s your thing, you’ve come to the right place. When she’s not writing, you can usually find her on Instagram (definitely procrastinating), shopping or at brunch.
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