She goes by Kitten now, because Kitten is the version of her that was loved.

Libby Sawyer is twenty years old and falling apart in increments — disappearing for days, coming home sick and bruised, unable to explain what she is running from or what she is running toward. When her current arrangement ends, she is passed along to Nick Kelly: Boston psychiatrist, controlled, and convinced he has seen everything.

He has not seen Libby.

She dyes her hair a different color every time she is afraid, but underneath Libby’s grief is a secret that explains everything, and when it surfaces, nothing between them will be simple again.

Desperate occupies a space between literary fiction and dark romance: it has the pacing and heat expected of the genre, but the prose is more interior, more psychologically attentive, and more willing to sit with discomfort. It will appeal to readers who want their romances to feel earned and whose tastes run toward complexity.

He thinks he bought her obedience. He has no idea she came to investigate him.

Carrie Davis arrives in Boston with a false name, a fabricated past, and one purpose: get close enough to prominent finance attorney Keason Wells to uncover the truth about his firm.

Her cover is designed to make her irresistible to him. Young. Vulnerable. Ambitious. Willing to exchange two years of complete submission for the education and future she claims she cannot afford.

Keason does not want romance. He wants certainty. A beautiful woman in his home, in his bed, and under his control. Carrie agrees to his rules because gaining his trust is part of the job. She never expects to crave his commands, surrender to his darkest appetites, or find tenderness in the arms of a man who insists he has no heart to give.

What begins as an arrangement becomes an obsession neither of them can contain. But Carrie is not the woman Keason believes she is, and every intimate confession brings her closer to the moment when her lies will destroy them.

Because the deeper she enters his world, the more certain she becomes that walking away from him will ruin her.

Provocative, psychologically charged, and intensely steamy, Lies We Live is an age-gap romance about power, deception, dangerous surrender, and two people who discover that the most devastating lies are the ones they tell themselves.

On the lighter side, but still open-door, The Problem with Pretty Views is told from his point of view.

Rafe Bolinger is the face of professional sailing—a championship skipper, unapologetic womanizer, and world-class smartass who believes algorithms belong on laptops and romantic love is a form of temporary insanity.

Then Dalton Racing orders him to escort its newest hire across the Pacific.

Twenty-six-year-old Jane Prince has sailed the world alone, created an artificial intelligence that could revolutionize yacht racing, and survived perfectly well without Rafe Bolinger. She certainly doesn’t need to be babysat by an arrogant celebrity skipper who thinks his smile saves the world.

But from Hawaii to Australia, Jane’s cramped thirty-eight-foot boat leaves them nowhere to hide. They clash over technology, navigation, other men, and whether Rafe is nearly as charming as he thinks he is. Somewhere between night watches, dangerous waters, and one very narrow berth, irritation becomes friendship, friendship becomes obsession, and their made-for-social-media romance begins looking dangerously real.

In Perth, Jane must prove herself in a world determined to underestimate her, while Rafe returns to the high-speed racing life that has already cost him one marriage. As ambition, fear, and an unexpected turn threaten to pull them apart, winning will mean deciding what remains when the race is over.

The Problem with Pretty Views is a sharp, funny, and steamy age-gap romance about forced proximity, found belonging, and one devastatingly beautiful woman who may finally convince a professional sailor to stay.