They Crowned Me As A Joke — They Should Have Checked If I Laugh

Maren Dahl varnishes the century-old boats of a lakeside club that will never let her through the front door. When its heir crosses the boatyard in the rain to ask her to dinner, the summer people close ranks — politely, warmly, with her name in their mouths. And somewhere in that town is a photograph of Maren she has never been allowed to see.

The Mafia King Owed My Family One Favor — I Came to Spend It on His Life

Nine years after her brother died in the river, Rhea walks into the Barone house holding a brass token worth one favor — anything she asks, by a code older than she is. She won't say what she wants. He won't ask. And the don who owes her already knows two things she doesn't: that the favor was paid off long ago, and that he knows exactly who killed her brother.

A Stranger Bought The Company That Erased Me — Until I Saw Who He Was

Greer Bishop created the six perfumes that made her husband rich, then signed her name away on a Thursday. Nineteen months later the billionaire who bought the company calls her back — and he is the stranger she has been sharing 3 a.m. coffee with at her mother's memory clinic. He knew exactly who she was.

A Mafia Boss Kicked In That Door Looking For A Safe — What He Found Was Me

Camille spent four years locked in a back room, forgotten by everyone who should have come for her. The mafia boss who kicks that door in becomes the first person to ask her what she wants. But she is legally dead, existing again would kill her, and he is hiding what he did the night she was taken.

I Was His Lawyer For Six Years — Then He Told Me Not To Win

For six years Vera has been the only person in Chicago who can tell the head of the Outfit no, and the only one who has never touched him. Then the federal government takes him, and she finds the defense that wins in nine days. He forbids her to use it. He will not say why. And she has seventy days to find out what he is willing to die for.