Shen comes a new, star-crossed lovers romance about loss, love, and meeting The One when you are too young to know how to keep them. Sometimes you meet people who are out of this world, so you make them a part of yours. A one-night stand born from vengeance in a foreign land. An explosive chemistry neither of us could deny. We signed a contract on the back of a Boar’s Head Pub napkin that said if we ever met again, we would drop everything and be together. Eight years and thousands of miles later, he’s here. In New York. And he’s America’s music obsession. The intangible Irish poet who brings record executives to their knees. The blizzard in my perfect, unshaken snow globe. Last time we spoke, he was a beggar with no intention of becoming a king. But a king he became, and now I’m his servant. I’m not the same broken princess Malachy Doherty put back together with his callused hands. I have a career I love. A boyfriend I adore. An apartment, a roommate, a life. I changed. He changed, too. But Mal kept the napkin. Question is, will I keep my word?

    Also “lunch.”)And Ethan McNamara—the boy next door I’ve known since we were in diapers—kisses me in front of everyone at the class reunion.Ethan’s a billionaire these days.(Thanks to the world’s most annoying game app.)He’s also pretty darn hot.(And that kiss made my tailbone tingle.)He wants me to pretend to be his fiancée for a week.I could use a week away from real life, tbh.(Especially if it involves a beach.)Besides, what else in my life could possibly go wrong?(Did I mention that kiss made my tailbone tingle?)Author Note: Anything for Her is a sexy-sweet friends-to-lovers romantic comedy with the boy-next-door-turned-billionaire, the world’s most annoying video game app, death-defying water slides, mud baths, fascinators, a fake engagement, and a porn star nemesis. A new standalone release.

    Even though we are no longer what we used to be. Even though he doesn’t love me as he once did.The girl he loved is no more, she vanished.So did he.Both gone with the wind, left behind in the mists of time.We grew up, moved on.But just when it seems there’s nothing left between us, there comes a second chance.A whisper that grows, won’t be ignored, can’t be ignored as it ensnares us, entwines us.Whispers of love.Whispers of my skin.