The town square was alive. Bunting of red, white, and blue curled around light poles and storefronts. Booths lined Main Street—grilled corn, funnel cake, lemonade, hand-carved crafts. Laughter echoed across the green where kids ran with sparklers and old-timers tuned…
The sun filtered through the high cabin windows, warm and quiet. A slow breeze crept through the open screen door, fluttering the edges of a flannel shirt draped over a chair. Jack stood shirtless by the stove, frying bacon in…
The black SUV curved along a winding coastal road, the sound of surf growing louder with every turn. The summer sky blazed overhead. The air buzzed with salt, sun, and possibility. Tyrone’s private estate stretched across two acres of secluded…
The coastal town had exploded in color. Flags on porches, lanterns strung through trees, the air heavy with BBQ smoke and anticipation. Maddie woke early. Slipped out of her bed and into her role. Today wasn’t about seduction—it was about control.…
The early mountain sun broke over the trees with sharp clarity—no haze, no softness—just crisp beams of light cutting through the glass of the cabin like truth. Jack stood at the sink in his kitchen, steaming mug of black coffee…