"I live for the dream that my children will be born free," she says. "That they will be what they like. That they will own the land their father gave them." "I live for you," I say sadly. Eo kisses my cheek. "Then you must live for more." Darrow is a Red, a member of the lowest caste in the color-coded society of the future. Like his fellow Reds, he works all day, believing that he and his people are making the surface of Mars livable for future generations. Yet he spends his life willingly, knowing that his blood and sweat will one day result in a better world for his children. But Darrow and his kind have been betrayed. Soon he discovers that humanity already reached the surface generations ago. Vast cities and sprawling parks spread across the planet. Darrow—and Reds like him—are nothing more than slaves to a decadent ruling class. Inspired by a longing for justice, and driven by the memory of lost love, Darrow sacrifices everything to infiltrate the legendary Institute, a proving ground for the dominant Gold caste, where the next generation of humanity's overlords struggle for power. He will be forced to compete for his life and the very future of civilization against the best and most brutal of Society's ruling class. There, he will stop at nothing to bring down his enemies... even if it means he has to become one of them to do so.

Bravery isn't what you do. It's what you endure. The duke of the powerful House Hauteclare is the first to die. With my dagger in his back. He didn’t see it coming. Didn’t anticipate the bastard daughter who was supposed to die with her mother―on his order. He should have left us with the rest of the Station’s starving, commoner rubbish. Now there’s nothing left. Just icy-white rage and a need to make House Hauteclare pay. Every damn one of them. Even if it means riding Heavenbreaker―one of the few enormous machines left over from the War―and jousting against the fiercest nobles in the system. Each win means another one of my enemies dies. And here, in the cold terror of space, the machine and I move as one, intent on destroying each adversary―even if it’s someone I care about. Even if it’s someone I’m falling for. Only I’m not alone. Not anymore. Because there’s something in the machine with me. Something horrifying. Something…more. And it won’t be stopped.

Six long years have passed, and a wedding pulls them back to where it all started. Dakota Summers has spent the last six years tucking her heartbreak into the deepest corners of her heart and avoiding the one place that holds all the memories. But with her Dad's upcoming nuptials, she’s forced to confront everything she has sworn she forgot. Her goal? To heal and forget, and celebrate her father. However, within the first few days of being home, everything tips on its axis, and she’s faced with more than she bargains for, when past becomes present. Reece Fischer has spent the last six years pushing to his final mark, reaching the goal he’s put his blood, sweat and tears into having. But it doesn’t feel like what he was expecting; there’s no thrill or passion. Not when his life was leached of colour since losing her. So when he hears his childhood babysitter is marrying the one person he least expects, it feels like fate calling his name. Timing was off when they were younger, but now it seems to be offering them a second chance… and he’s all but willing to take it this time. But can they outrun the ghost of their past that easily?

Six long years have passed, and a wedding pulls them back to where it all started. Dakota Summers has spent the last six years tucking her heartbreak into the deepest corners of her heart and avoiding the one place that holds all the memories. But with her Dad's upcoming nuptials, she’s forced to confront everything she has sworn she forgot. Her goal? To heal and forget, and celebrate her father. However, within the first few days of being home, everything tips on its axis, and she’s faced with more than she bargains for, when past becomes present. Reece Fischer has spent the last six years pushing to his final mark, reaching the goal he’s put his blood, sweat and tears into having. But it doesn’t feel like what he was expecting; there’s no thrill or passion. Not when his life was leached of colour since losing her. So when he hears his childhood babysitter is marrying the one person he least expects, it feels like fate calling his name. Timing was off when they were younger, but now it seems to be offering them a second chance… and he’s all but willing to take it this time. But can they outrun the ghost of their past that easily?

The summer after high school was anything but simple for Dakota Summers. It was meant to be a week of sun, beach and nights of parties. A week to get away from her mother’s incessant need to prod into her life and force her to map out her entire life. A week forgetting all responsibilities and spending time with her friends in the tropical Airlie Beach. Spending the week with her ex’s—and brother’s—best friend was not what she was expecting, nor for him to ignite a storm into her world. Reece Fischer is supposed to be the one person Dakota shouldn’t want or have. Baseball has been his life since he joined the little league team when he was five. It has been his one and only focus. He can’t afford to have any distractions. But one night spent in the comfort of each other’s company as total strangers by the river changed that focus. Their secret meet ups by the river and being the shoulder they each leaned on, only worked for a short while before it all got ripped away. Now, seven months later, they’re reunited. Spending their time secluded in Airlie Beach for a week, Dakota and Reece’s friendship becomes closer than it ever was before. No matter how much they both resist, they find comfort in each other. Like a moth to a flame, the fire is all too enticing to dance with. The question was it all worth the tears in the end? Because this isn’t the beginning of a love story, this is the end of one.

All Cassidy Bowman wants is one night of recklessness… and to get back at her ex. Cassidy has strict rules: she doesn’t date locals, she doesn’t sleep with men she isn’t dating, and she doesn’t do anything that might jeopardize her good girl reputation. But after a run-in with her ex-boyfriend—and a few too many drinks—she’s ready to buck those rules and get revenge. Local cowboy, Chase “Red” Thompson, has never met a rule he didn’t love breaking. With a tarnished reputation, brash attitude, and decades-long crush on Cassidy, he’s more than willing to go along with her one night together that they’ll never talk about again. Until two pink lines threaten Cassidy’s rule book, and both of their reputations. She doesn’t want a relationship with the rough-and-tumble cowboy. And he knows he’s not good enough for Wells Canyon’s sweetheart, anyway. Being nothing more than friends and co-parents should be easy, but lines blur and rules… well, sometimes they’re worth breaking. CW/ Pregnancy (MAIN TROPE) - includes discussion of morning sickness and basic medical procedures, Chronic Illness - Hashimoto's Disease and Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (on page), Body Image Issues (on page), Alcoholic parent/alcoholism (discussed, not shown), Alcohol consumption (on page), Parental abandonment (discussed, not shown), Troubled parent-child relationship (discussed, not shown), Marijuana Consumption (brief mention), Physical Violence (on page), Past Child Abuse (discussed with detail), Domestic Violence (discussed, not shown), Ranching Activities, Explicit Sex Scenes including cum play, sex toy use, degradation (mild/moderate), breeding, hand necklace (not breath play)

Blaire Monroe is the only woman I’ve ever loved, and the only one I’ve let break my heart.It’s been ten years since she ran from this town, chasing a life that didn’t include the cowboy next door who blurred the line between best friend and something more.Now she’s back.Fresh off a busted engagement and hiding out on her grandmother’s crumbling strawberry farm like the past never happened.Like she doesn’t still linger in every part of me I’ve spent years trying to erase.But Blaire isn’t the kind of girl you forget.She’s reckless, untamed, and impossible to hold without getting scorched.We collide the second we’re in the same room.Too much heat. Too much history. Not nearly enough distance.The tension crackles, the pull is impossible, and before long, we’re right back where we swore we’d never be—pressed against the wall, her hands in my hair, my mouth on hers like I’ve been starving for a decade.I tell myself I can handle it.But the truth is, this cowboy was never meant for casual.Not with her. And sure as hell not again.