Their shared secrets drove them apart. But now they're together again in this riveting novella that begins where New York Times bestselling author Maggie Shayne's Sleep with the Lights On ended.She may have been blind for twenty years, but Rachel's always had an uncanny gift for seeing through people—and she distrusts her assistant's new boyfriend at first sight. Amy isn't interested in Rachel's misgivings, though. She's too eager to celebrate Thanksgiving by introducing her family to the new man in her life.Then Amy doesn't show up for the holiday….Desperate to find her missing friend, Rachel has no choice but to turn to Mason. Their investigation into Amy's disappearance takes them ever deeper into danger—and reignites the attraction that they've both sworn to resist. Now it's a race against time as these reluctant partners fight to stave off passion and save a life.

    Melissa is done with being a doormat. A love affair she wasn’t meant to witness awakes a hunger for revenge on life.It felt like someone had emptied an ice-bucket over her head when she suddenly realized that her marriage had been dead for years. All her efforts had been for nothing.Fortunately she is still young and her curiosity for the unexplored has soon replaced both disappointment and anger. An experienced older man turns out to have the right tool to make her ex-husband appear rather small and insignificant.When you follow your instincts, anything can happen and often does. The journey has begun.*Please note that all books in the ‘Claiming My Freedom’ series are standalone stories that oozes of confidence and hot steam.Librarian's note: See alternate cover edition of ASIN B072PWG54N here.

    During the day, I watch while he’s working, and every night I watch him while he’s f***ing. It started as a job but quickly turned into an obsession.His name is Nikolas Gallo.I spent years in front of the camera before I escaped. Now I’m behind it and in control of what my shutter captures. The moment I viewed Niko in the lens of my camera I found the escape I’d been searching for. I finally felt connected - whole.There are two types of celebrity photographers: those that wait for their victim to venture into public, always allowing some semblance of privacy. And then there are those that lurk in the shadows, steadily invading lives, hunting and searching for the most private shot, and that’s what I had become.My name is Brook Beckham and I found my inner peeping Tom.***Previously listed under the pen name Eli Chastain. Even though the name has changed the content is still the same.