Swoon-worthy romance NOVELS

Few bottles of Bordeaux. About three weeks to forget my ex.
And one broody, off-duty mindset architect next door who tackles me like a Marvel stuntman.

Dylan Hale thinks he can fix anything, including me.

He’s Armani suits, billion-dollar brain, and clinical calm.
I’m smeared mascara, epic meltdowns, and a life collapsing faster than my favorite lipstick.

After my marriage implodes in spectacular fashion, I’m not looking to be rescued.
The last thing I need is a six-foot-something breakthrough strategist crashing my rooftop pity party and offering unsolicited insight.

Or worse. A proposition no sane woman would accept.

He wants my priceless vintage wine collection.
I want my damn life back.

So we strike a deal.
Emotional resurrection in exchange for grape juice.
Reluctant terms. Shaky boundaries.
No feelings. No attachment.

But what starts as a clever trade turns into a slow-burning power play, emotional reckoning, and the kind of chemistry that feels less like therapy… and more like arson.

Now he’s in my space.
In my head.
And dangerously close to the parts of me I swore no one would ever touch again.

Healing doesn’t crash in like thunder.
It creeps in.
Truth by truth, scar by scar.
Until you don’t know where the pain ends…
and the fire of longing takes over.

And if I’m not careful... he’ll expose the version of me I locked behind survival.

My next culinary catastrophe has a name.
Jake Donovan.
Secret billionaire. Devilish smirk. A walking temptation in bespoke suits, leaving hearts medium rare.

Rebellious? Check.
Relentless? Double check.
Infuriatingly delicious and absolutely bad for my blood pressure?Triple check.

I came to this retreat as a chef for peace. A fresh start, a chance to focus on the opportunities ahead without distractions.
No city noise, no unresolved baggage, and definitely no frustrating reminders of the past.
So naturally, he’s here.
The man who crushed my brother’s dream is now ruining my sanity.
He’s crafting more than just business deals.
He’s reigniting a fire I swore I put out.

I wish I didn’t remember how his hidden kindness melted every grudge.
I wish I hadn’t tasted his brooding charm again.
I really wish I hadn’t tasted the culinary fire hidden beneath his billionaire armor. This is a recipe for disaster.

He’s no angel. I’m no saint.
I should run. He insists I stay.

But some flavors refuse to fade.
And if love is the secret ingredient, this second chance might just be a five-alarm fire I don’t want to put out.

A spicy, slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance full of heat, heart, and gourmet-level angst.

I left the spotlight to escape the chaos. Instead, I walked straight into her.
Violet Mitchell—my best friend’s little sister.
My childhood tormentor.
The one woman I was never supposed to want.
Now we’re stuck under the same roof, and she’s nothing like the girl I remember.
That bratty artist has grown into a fiery, independent force of nature.
Every glance is a challenge. Every word, a spark.
She drives me insane… and it’s taking everything in me not to crash and burn in her orbit.
Then comes the lie. A fake engagement to silence the town’s gossip.
It’s a game we swear we won’t play for real.
Every touch blurs the line. Every kiss feels too damn right.
But the past has a way of creeping in, and my world isn’t made for someone like her.
The weight of fame, the ghosts of my mistakes—they could tear us apart before we ever get a chance.
This was never supposed to be anything more than a lie.
So why does the thought of losing her feel like the ultimate betrayal?