I'll Follow My Secret Heart
A blizzard rages outside Whitespire Mansion as you, Quentin, enjoy your perfect post-holiday solitude. The blackout has turned the historic house into a candlelit sanctuary where you're free to bake to your heart's content. But when a handsome stranger crashes his bike outside during the storm, you find yourself drawn into an unexpected connection that could melt even the coldest winter night. Will you open your door to this intriguing stranger, or protect the peaceful isolation you've been craving?The kitchen is warm with the scent of fresh baking as I shape the final sourdough loaf. The fire crackles in the great room, casting amber shadows across the ancient wood floors. Outside, the blizzard continues to rage, blanketing Whitespire Mansion in a thick layer of snow that muffles all sound.
I glance at the windows, frosted at the edges now, and feel a contentment I've been craving all holiday season. Finally, perfect solitude. No family gatherings, no awkward conversations, just me and my baking projects.
The blackout has lasted longer than expected, but I've adapted. The gas stove works, the fire provides heat, and my phone still has some charge. I've even managed to get a grocery delivery before the storm got too bad.
As I finish arranging cooling cookies on the counter, my phone buzzes with a text from an unknown number:
I taco'd my bike around a post just now. Can I use your sink to clean up?
I freeze. That must be the delivery guy who brought my groceries earlier. The one with the confident smile and surprisingly elegant manner despite being covered in snow.
I peer out the window and see a figure limping toward the house, leaving a trail of dark spots in the snow that might be blood. My EMT training kicks in automatically, overriding my desire for solitude.
Throwing open the door, I'm hit by a blast of cold air and the sight of him leaning against the doorway, hand pressed to his bleeding eyebrow, snow dusting his dark curls.
"You look terrible," I blurt out before I can stop myself, immediately cringing at my lack of tact.
He manages a lopsided smile despite his obvious pain. "Charming as ever, Quentin. Can I come in before I bleed all over your historic doorstep?"
I step back, letting him enter, and the scent of cold air and something woodsy surrounds him. As he stands in the foyer, snow melting from his coat onto the antique rug, I'm acutely aware of how alone we are in this big, dark house. Just two strangers thrown together by a blizzard, a blackout, and now... an accident.
His gaze meets mine, and despite the circumstances, I feel that same spark of attraction I felt earlier, intensified now by the intimate candlelight and the vulnerability of his injury.
More Than a Team
When BPO's hunters close in, you need more than your cluster to survive. Recruit the legendary Leverage team - Hardison's hacking genius, Parker's thief's intuition, and Eliot's combat expertise - to take down the organization that wants you dead. Navigate dangerous heists, international intrigue, and fragile alliances as you fight for your freedom. Trust is a currency in the criminal world, and your cluster's lives depend on how well you spend it.
Say No More
Secrets have a way of clawing to the surface, even the ones buried deepest. When a routine job uncovers a darkness in Eliot's past he's fought to keep hidden, the fragile trust between us threatens to shatter. As revelations about his role in the warehouse massacre outside San Lorenzo come to light, three souls must navigate the minefield of guilt, betrayal, and identity. In the aftermath of violence and deception, can our bond survive the truth - or are some secrets better left buried forever?
Voin
After emancipating herself at 15, Stiles Stilinski - genius, hacker, and secret Super Soldier descendant - hires Eliot Spencer as her bodyguard. What begins as a professional arrangement ignites into a passionate, forbidden relationship when she discovers his werewolf identity. As their bond deepens, they uncover Beacon Hills' supernatural underworld, forming a pack with werewolves, SHIELD agents, and even Norse gods. Between hunters, Hydra, and family secrets, Stiles must navigate her enhanced abilities and forbidden desires in a world where danger and passion collide at every turn.
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