Tati Rose is a contemporary romance Author whose imagination is as boundless as her golden retriever, Biscuit, who firmly believes he’s the co-author of her life. With a knack for turning everyday mishaps into laugh-out-loud love stories, Tati weaves tales that leave readers swooning one moment and snorting with laughter the next.
When she’s not busy writing about fictional hearts colliding (or rescuing Biscuit from yet another misadventure involving her favorite shoes), you can find her exploring quirky cafés or trying to convince her dog that he’s not actually a lapdog—especially when he’s taking up the entire couch.
Armed with a bottomless cup of coffee and a sense of humor sharper than her plot twists, Tati’s books are the perfect escape for anyone looking to find love, laughter, and a little chaos in their lives. Join her on this rollercoaster of romance, where the only thing more unpredictable than love is Biscuit’s latest shenanigan!
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 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.
Because, of course, the universe has a personal vendetta against me.
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 seen the passion of the chef lurking inside 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.
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?
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