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The Wrong Number

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One wrong number. One text meant for someone else.
SOS. This guy won’t stop touching me. I need an exit strategy or I’m going to break his fingers and blow my cover.
The stranger who texts back saves her night with tactical advice and dry humor. What starts as a mistake becomes late-night conversations, random observations, and the kind of intimacy that only happens when you’re talking to someone with no face and no history.
Bella doesn’t know she’s texting the man who destroyed her five years ago.
Jasper knows exactly who she is.
He doesn’t tell her.

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Living Anyway

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There was a time when I measured my days by whether the phone rang. I would set it down and pick it up again without thinking, as if the act of checking might change something. It never did. One evening, I placed it face down and realized how much power I had handed to silence. Love should not reduce you to waiting beside a screen. That was the moment I understood something important: I could miss my son and still move forward. I could leave the door unlocked without standing in it. I could live anyway.

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A Heart Carried on the Wind

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Jasper Whitlock has walked the world for decades, worn down by visions, expectations, and a life that was never truly his. On a cold Texas hill beneath an endless sky, he speaks into the night, folds a torn scrap of red paper into a fragile heart—and lets the wind take it. What happens next is nothing short of impossible.

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A Heart Carried on the Wind

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The Release:
Jasper stood on the hill beneath the endless Texas stars, holding a torn piece of red paper shaped like a heart. He had poured his loneliness into the night sky, asking the universe if there was anyone out there for him.
He let the heart go.
The wind took it, carrying it up into the darkness, and for just a moment, something shifted. The air grew warm. A presence, vast and patient, seemed to stir.
Something had heard him.
Two thousand miles away, a girl named Bella was asking the same question.

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Moonlight Motel: A Gothic Vampire Desert Romance

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Lila Merren has been dreaming of the motel sign since she was seven years old. The curved neon arch. The pink and blue glow. THE MOONLIGHT MOTEL. She’s drawn it a thousand times without knowing it was real—until her roommate’s viral TikTok photo proves the place actually exists, hidden in the mountains of New Mexico. When her truck breaks down on the way to Jemez Springs, Lila walks the last miles guided by something she can’t name. A pull. A certainty. The dreams that have haunted her since childhood are finally leading somewhere real. What she finds is Elias Vale—and … Continue reading →

The Snack’s in the Pantry

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From the pantry, Gerald’s voice rang out. “I’m not going to be your pet.”
Rosalie turned slowly. “You’re fine with being eaten, but being a pet is where you draw the line?”
“I have dignity.”
“You’re sitting on a stool in a pantry.”
“Dignified sitting. There’s a difference.”
“There really isn’t.”
“The eating one has nobility,” Gerald explained. “It’s a predator-prey dynamic. Natural. Respected. Being a pet is just… humiliating.”
“His logic is completely broken,” Edward announced.

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