
Everett’s first reaction was fury, hot and immediate, the way a wound reacts to salt. Not at the child, exactly….

Elliot’s hands shook. He reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, and fumbled the screen like it was suddenly…

The boy nodded too fast. “I know. I’m just… I’m just waiting on my mom. She works over there.” He…

By fourteen, while other girls were courted at parties and picnics, I stayed home with my books. By sixteen, while…

Sheets of water slammed into the avenues, turning headlights into smeared streaks and taxis into floating yellow ghosts. Umbrellas flipped…

I woke up in pieces. First the cold—seeping through the thin jacket I’d used as a blanket. Then the ache…

It happened in the hospital lobby three weeks after the adoption was finalized, when Maria was finally strong enough to…

In their eyes, I was still Evelyn Carter—the disappointing eldest daughter who “never amounted to anything,” the one who drifted…

Ethan’s eyes flew open. He didn’t think. He didn’t weigh possibilities. He didn’t do the billionaire math of risk versus…

After the funeral—after the hands on her shoulder, the casseroles, the murmured I’m so sorry—their apartment became a place where…

He pointed past Graham’s shoulder toward the Wexler family plot, eyes wide like they didn’t belong to him anymore. “What……

Behind him, two of Grant’s security men hovered near the black SUV, looking uncomfortable in their tailored coats like wolves…

Then a small voice, bright with terror, cut through the hush. “Sir! Sir, I heard it again!” Grant’s eyes landed…

It was one of those corporate towers that looked clean enough to erase fingerprints from the world. The kind of…

Malcolm’s jaw tightened. People had been approaching him all week: journalists, lawyers, charity people, grief-hunters with warm voices and cold…

Bennett lifted a hand and the guard stopped, instantly. Power was like that. It could silence a boardroom. It could…

Bennett barely heard him. His eyes were on the stone. His hand lifted, slow, trembling, like he was reaching for…

The coldest night of the year didn’t arrive quietly. It dropped on Chicago like a sentence. Wind came first—hard, impatient,…

The Stranger in the Storm Arif Cole hadn’t meant to stop. He was on his way home from another twelve-hour…

The billionaire pushed himself up so fast he nearly slipped, palms muddy, breath smoking. Behind him, two men in black…