The call came just after sunset. Jack had just finished splitting a few final logs behind his cabin…
The next night, Stockholm was alive in its own mysterious way—quiet, stylish, and deceptively decadent beneath its polished…
Maddie barely heard the creak of the front door over the panting, the wet slap of skin against…
The late-afternoon sun filtered in through the dusty windows of the general store, casting golden streaks over the…
Dear diary, I confess my deepest, darkest secret – I’m an insatiable brat who lives for keeping men…