When it comes to romance, everyone has their sub-genre. Sure, I read vampire romance. Omegaverse. Fae. Fantasy. Shifter. The list goes...

It was a nightmare. It was a nightmare. It had to be. I was a count’s daughter. Bad things didn’t happen to the daughters of counts....

There was a sharp pound on the wall of the carriage that shook the whole thing. The men stopped, their hoots silencing for a moment...

I rolled to my hands and knees, eyes sweeping back and forth through the trees as the eerie silence fell over the woods. I saw nothing...