“Oh my God!” she gasped, crouching instantly. A deep male voice replied, cool and unhurried. “You might want to watch where you’re going.” She looked up and froze. He was tall, sharply dressed in a dark charcoal suit, his jaw cleanly cut, his eyes a piercing gray that made her pulse stutter. He bent to pick up her laptop, inspected the dent, and handed it back without a hint of apology. “You dented it!” she snapped, too frazzled to notice the expensive watch on his wrist or the way the restaurant host hovered deferentially nearby. He raised an eyebrow. “I believe you ran into me.” “You were standing in the doorway!” “It’s called waiting for a table.” His tone was calm, almost amused, the kind of composure that only infuriated her more. “Well, maybe try waiting somewhere else next time,” she shot back, brushing crumbs off her sleeve. “Not everyone in New York is glued to their phone.” “You’re clearly new here.” He said “I’m clearly leaving here,” she muttered, grabbing her bag and marching past him. When Zara Cole walks in on her boyfriend tangled in bed with her own stepsister, the betrayal does more than shatter her heart. With nothing left to lose and everything to prove, she trades heartbreak for hustle, landing a coveted spot in the elite King Fellowship, a career-accelerator run by billionaire venture capitalist Adrian King. Adrian built his empire on logic, precision, and control; three things Zara threatens from the moment they collide. She’s opinionated, idealistic, and unafraid to challenge him. He’s the man who never lets emotion interfere with business. But when they’re forced to work side by side, sparks turn into something far deeper than attraction.

When a mysterious young woman washes ashore on the edge of Woodland, the peaceful settlement is thrust into quiet turmoil. Laila remembers nothing—only fragments of a chase, a fall, and the haunting echo of her name in the wind.To Hunter, Woodland’s heir and its fiercest protector, her arrival is a warning. With unrest brewing in neighboring lands and whispers of spies moving through the forests, trust is a luxury he cannot afford. Yet there is something about the stranger—her wild beauty, her guarded fear—that draws him closer even as his instincts tell him to stay away.