We'd fallen for each other hard and fast and things were perfect. Until his ex showed up with Hudson's ten-month-old son. Hudson, afraid his ex would take off with his son, bent over backwards to accommodate her. He ignored my advice to get a paternity test and set some boundaries with her. He didn't, and she kept taking more and more of his time. He swore things would settle, but I overheard him with her on the phone one night and that was it for me. I was out of there.

Hollywood Tales Book #1 For two years, the world watched us fall in love. Our romantasy series became a global obsession and suddenly everyone was interested in us. Interviews went viral. Edits got millions of views. Fans called our chemistry once in a generation and swore no one could fake the way he looked at me. I believed it too, the spark in his eyes, the passion in his touch, the care in his words. While we dated secretly for a year. Until a grainy image of his lip locked with an Ex went viral and I overheard him in a private meeting telling the producers he couldn't do this anymore. That he couldn't keep pretending to be interested in me. And suddenly I didn't know which moments belonged to the show and which ones never existed at all. But one thing was clear, I was just a part of his performance.

US: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0HB6871H2 UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0HB6871H2 In emergency medicine, the golden hour is the crucial sixty-minute window after a traumatic injury-the brief span of time when the right care can mean the difference between life and death. Dr. Mason Carpenter lives for that hour. At St. Mary's Trauma Center, he is the golden boy of the Emergency Department. He's brilliant and calm under pressure. He's also addicted to the adrenaline, the thrill, and the absolute rush of saving patients knocking on death's door. At home, he's a devoted husband to his high school sweetheart-the love of his life-Honey. Or, he used to be. Honey Carpenter has loved Mason since they were fourteen, when he was the gangly boy with hearts in his eyes who stumbled through asking her out for ice cream. She stood beside him through medical school, residency, crushing debt, sleepless nights, and every sacrifice it took to build the life they dreamed about. Now Honey is pregnant with their first child. And Mason is married to his work. He misses ultrasound appointments, pregnancy milestones, and the baby shower. Worst of all, he is never there to support Honey through an increasingly difficult pregnancy. No matter how many times she tells him she is lonely, exhausted, and afraid, Mason gives her the same answer. "They need me." But Honey needs him too. As her pregnancy progresses and she feels something is deeply wrong, her doctor dismisses her symptoms as first-time-mom jitters. Her husband is too busy saving strangers to see his own wife fading away. Until Honey collapses at home and is rushed into Mason's emergency room, fighting for both her life and their daughter's. Mason must reckon with what he was chasing, what he ignored, and what his absence may cost him-the woman he loves more than anything. Now, the golden hour belongs to Honey. And Mason may already be too late.

"Let's get a divorce." The words should have broken her. Instead, she felt nothing. Claire Bennett thought she had built a quiet, ordinary marriage with Ethan Miller until the day he asked to leave for his first love, Vanessa Reed. Without tears or arguments, Claire signs the papers and walks away, determined to return her life to the way it was before Ethan. But cutting contact completely is never simple. Vanessa's envy runs deep, and Ethan's certainty begins to crumble as the woman he left behind starts to shine without him. When a mysterious artist named Ryan Carter steps into Claire's life, he challenges everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and self-worth. In a world where appearances mean everything, Claire learns that the greatest revenge is peace, and that the right love never asks her to wait.

We were friends with benefits. Reed would stop by every time he was in Anchorage, and that was the extent of things, although I started to want more. Then he ended our arrangement, and I suspected there was another woman, but it wasn't until I overheard a conversation that I understood completely. He thought I was calling and texting because I couldn't take no for an answer. That wasn't my problem at all. Two blue lines were.

Tell me where I went wrong, tell me and I'll fix it. Astrid thought she had it all. She believed her marriage was one of those rare, extraordinary loves most women only dream of-until her husband's betrayal ripped that illusion away. Now she'll learn just how wrong she was.