He promised he’d come find me… then I forgot that he existed.
A tragic incident robbed me of any memories I’d ever had before my fourteenth birthday, and I spent the second half of my life wondering if I’d ever get them back.
Years later, on the way to my late husband’s funeral, in a city I don’t know, I slip into a bar to prepare his eulogy on a cocktail napkin. Instead, I end up confessing all my ugly truths about my abusive marriage to the bartender, confident we’ll never cross paths again.
Until I see him a few hours later, sitting beside my husband’s casket.
Turns out Weston Knight isn’t just a bar owner. He’s also my dead husband’s billionaire brother.
Mortified, I’m desperate to escape, but when West finally catches up with me and offers me a job in one of his many bars in New York City, I can’t find it in me to resist him.
Everything about West feels familiar. His voice. His touch. His kisses. It isn’t long before he’s consuming my every thought, even in my dreams.
But the closer we become, the more I learn that West has secrets of his own. Ones that have led to a life of regret. And when the memories of my tragic past finally return, I realize that maybe, just maybe, I’ve crossed paths with this man before.
They say you should leave the past behind.
But what if the past is all I’ve ever wanted?
*From West, With Regret is an angsty, spice filled, ex’s brother billionaire romance. It is Book 2 in the NYC Billionaires Series and can be read as a complete standalone, however, it is recommended you read Book 1 first.
“Can you possibly know someone without knowing them?”
“Our connection was already mapped out in the stars.”
He promised he’d come and find me, and then I forgot him…Talk about a line that totally grips your heart!! It’s been a minute since I’ve read a book with an amnesia trope, and this one did not disappoint. From West, With Regret is a beautiful love story of love, loss, soulmates, and regret.
The moment West lays eyes on London, it’s as though no time has passed. Every memory, every moment, flashes before his eyes. The only problem is that London doesn’t remember him at all. Despite having amnesia, she doesn’t let her lack of memory define her. She takes every moment in stride and is determined to make the most of each moment. And when tragedy strikes, London finally gets her freedom and a chance to discover who she really is.
From West, With Regret left me tangled up in knots in the best possible way. West was one of my favorite characters and definitely a top book boyfriend for 2025. The lengths he went through to ensure London’s safety and happiness made my heart swoon. There is nothing and I mean nothing he wouldn’t do for her.
West and London’s story will take readers on one heck of a ride. Their story is emotional and consuming. These two characters have been THROUGH it and despite every obstacle and twist thrown their way, their love only grew stronger.
In the end, this book will make you believe in the forever kind of love, soulmates, and happily ever afters.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book in exchange for an honest review *
Click of Fate by Lauren Helms is a flirty, heartfelt romance with heat, humor, and a whole lot of chaos. With tropes like one-night stand to more, he-falls-first, and forced proximity, it’s perfect for readers who love emotional depth, found family, and a hero who falls hard—and a heroine who’s terrified he means it.
Once upon a time, there was a charming climber and a stubborn photographer who swore she’d never fall—until she did.
Stella
I don’t do roots. Or relationships. Or anything that involves the word “forever.”
But Luke Farley? He’s the kind of man who makes one night feel like a promise. With that stupidly perfect smile, a body built for sin, and hands that know exactly what they’re doing—he’s dangerously easy to want.
It was supposed to be casual.
A few non-dates, a little flirting, and zero expectations.
Now I’m staring down feelings I swore I’d never catch… and falling for a man who climbs like he was born to take risks.
And worst of all? I don’t want to run.
Luke
Stella Young walked into my life like a dare I couldn’t resist—smart mouth, with a camera around her neck and zero intention of sticking around. She warned me not to catch feelings.
Too late.
She’s the one I want—complicated, messy, and magnetic as hell.
She says she’s not built for love.
I think she’s just scared of falling.
Good thing I’m here to catch her.
Click of Fateis a swoony, one-night-stand romance about climbing risks, letting go of fear, and finding the kind of love worth falling for.
“Some people call me a matchmaker–others, a meddler. I prefer “architect of happily ever afters.”
“He’s a climber. You’re a runner. Maybe you just need someone who doesn’t let go.”
When it comes to Stella and Luke, they couldn’t be more different. Stella isn’t one for settling down and definitely doesn’t do relationships. When she meets Luke in a bar one night, she thinks he’ll be the perfect one-night stand. Little did she know that fate would have other plans. Luke is everything Stella could want in a man, and suddenly has her wishing for more…
I absolutley adored Luke and Stella. Their story pulled me in from the very first page. The chemistry between the two of them oozed off the pages, and you could tell that one night would never be enough for the two of them. I love the way fate kept intervening and putting the two of them together when they least expected it. Luke was utterly charming and grounded. He didn’t hesitate to bring the swoon and knew that Steall was worth fighting for.
Click of Fate is a fantastic read from beginning to end. There’s no shortage of swoon and humor, and just enough drama to keep readers on their toes. Click of Fate was definitely worth the wait, and I can’t wait to see what Lauren Helms has in store for us readers next.
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*
Excerpt
Copyright 2025, Lauren Helms
On my tiptoes, I make my way through his room and into the living room. His door is a rolling door, so unfortunately, I can’t shut it behind me; I don’t know how much noise it makes. I spot my undies and slip them on as I hunt for my bra. I can’t find it, but I’m not opposed to leaving it.
After a few more seconds, I finally spot the bra and slip it on as Luke’s voice, still thick with sleep, breaks the silence.
“Wow. You’re good at this. Almost too good.”
I freeze, then let out a breath and roll my eyes.
So much for a clean getaway.
Turning, I find him leaning against the doorframe, watching me with an easy smirk.
“You make a habit of this?” he asks.
Unoffended, I smirk right back at him. “Not really, just have a thing against sticking around.”
This earns me a raised eyebrow. “That so?”
“Yep, and I also have a thing against relationships,” I tell him as I snag my jeans off the floor and hoist them on. I wait for the usual reaction—the awkward pause, the immediate ego that insists he can be the one to change that—but it never comes.
Instead, he just nods, shrugs his shoulders, and says, “Fair enough.”
Really?
Wasn’t expecting that.
He stands in the doorway and reaches his hands above his head in a deep stretch. Gym shorts hang from his body and do hardly anything to hide his semi-hard cock. His chest is bare, and I have to remind myself not to drool.
Running a hand through his hair, he pads through the living room toward the kitchen area. “At least let me make you coffee before you escape.”
Pulling my shirt over my head, I grin. “I don’t usually stick around for coffee.”
He shrugs, popping a K-cup into his machine. “Then take it to go.”
I hesitate. Why is he being so easy about this? Is this a red flag? I’m normally so removed from the relationship itself, I’ve not had to look for red flags.
The coffee starts to drip into the mug before it hits a steady stream. The pleasant and teasing aroma hits my senses, and damn, I suddenly need some caffeinated goodness in my life.
“Fine. I’ll have it to go.”
The man just grins like he won something as he pulls out another coffee pod from the holder.
I walk to the stool at the wooden island and take a seat.
He pulls his mug away from the machine. “I’d offer you this one, but you said you want it to go.” He sits it down in front of me, as if to tempt me. Staring at it, I realize I don’t have anywhere to be until around lunch.
Snatching up the mug, I blow over the steam, breathing in the fresh brew. Watching me, he asks, “So, the aversion to relationships thing. Just a personality quirk, or is there a story there?”
I lean over the counter, pretending I don’t feel the weight of this question.
“Let’s just say my job isn’t relationship-friendly.” Seems straightforward enough.
He hums, sipping his own coffee now. “Photojournalist, right? Travel a lot?”
“Yep. Can’t exactly date when you don’t stay in one place long enough to finish a carton of milk.” That’s almost the truth. It’s not just the job. It’s everything else, but I’m not about to get into all of that with him.
Luke just nods, like he gets it. He doesn’t push for more of an explanation. I can tell he isn’t judging me. Maybe he really does understand.
“Fair.” He takes another sip. “Gotta say, though. You don’t seem as detached as you think.”
My eyebrows rise unintentionally. “Oh?”
“You stayed the night,” he says.
And my reply to that sexy fucking smirk?
I just huff out a laugh—he has a point.
About Lauren Helms
Lauren Helms writes romance that’s nerdy, flirty, and just a little bit dirty. Her stories are set in big cities with small-town vibes, where every couple gets their happily ever after—and probably a few swoony gaming references along the way. Her love for love stories started with a book blog and leveled up fast—thanks to her background in video game strategy publishing and a passion for stories that make your heart race. That magic combo sparked her beloved Gamer Boy series, and she’s been writing HEAs ever since.
She’s also the founder of Indie Pen PR, where she helps fellow romance authors bring their book boyfriends to life and make some serious buzz in the process. When she’s not plotting meet-cutes or helping other authors promote theirs, Lauren’s all about iced coffee, perfectly color-coded planners, and binge-worthy TV.
She lives in Indianapolis with her husband and their three aspiring nerds-in-training—where love, laughter, and chaos are always part of the storyline.
A steamy enemies-to-friends-to-lovers romance from New York Times Bestselling Author Samantha Young.
It’s hard to stay in the friend zone when the attraction is this hot…
Going into my senior year of university at war with a member of the British royal family wasn’t in my carefully laid plans. Sebastian Thorne might be the grandson of a princess, but it’ll take more than a royal pardon to get me to forgive him for pretending to be someone he’s not.
But Sebastian is determined to be my friend. Even if it means signing up to a psych experiment just to get me to talk to him. Who knew a sincere apology and him saying my name in that posh English accent would make me weak in the knees?
This year was supposed to be about my dissertation and graduate school. Only, Sebastian has thrown my ordered world off kilter. He makes me bolder, more confident. A braver version of me.
Yet every lingering glance and stolen touch has me realizing one thing…
I’m falling for my best friend.
There’s just one problem. Sebastian has demons, ones that make him determined to keep me in the friend zone no matter the cost.
And even when temptation sends his walls tumbling down, the beauty we’ve found might not survive against the will of powerful outside forces…
Samantha Young brought the swoon and longing with this one. A Royal Mile is hands down one of my favorite friends-to-lovers romances, and it definitely left me with all the feels.
Lily and Sebastian stole my heart instantly. Their connection was so pure, so intense. My heart ached when they friend-zoned each other. You see, Sebastian doesn’t do relationships and can only offer Lily a good time. But a girl like Lily deserves more than he can offer. And so begins a journey of longing, will they, won’t they moments, and a connection so fierce, I felt like I was experiencing it first hand.
The road to happily ever after wasn’t an easy one for Lily and Sebastian. They both had their fair share of insecurities and family drama. The ups and downs. The push and pull. All of it leaving me begging for more.
Ultimately, all I can say is that I thoroughly enjoyed this book. I was completely engrossed in these characters and their story. Every frustrating and heart-aching moment made me fall harder for these characters. I’m loving the Return to Dublin Street series and can not wait to see whose story we get next.
I was provided an ARC copy of this book in exchange for an honest review *
Click of Fate by Lauren Helms is a flirty, heartfelt romance with heat, humor, and a whole lot of chaos. With tropes like one-night stand to more, he-falls-first, and forced proximity, it’s perfect for readers who love emotional depth, found family, and a hero who falls hard—and a heroine who’s terrified he means it.
Blurb
Once upon a time, there was a charming climber and a stubborn photographer who swore she’d never fall—until she did.
Stella
I don’t do roots. Or relationships. Or anything that involves the word “forever.”
But Luke Farley? He’s the kind of man who makes one night feel like a promise. With that stupidly perfect smile, a body built for sin, and hands that know exactly what they’re doing—he’s dangerously easy to want.
It was supposed to be casual.
A few non-dates, a little flirting, and zero expectations.
Now I’m staring down feelings I swore I’d never catch… and falling for a man who climbs like he was born to take risks.
And worst of all? I don’t want to run.
Luke
Stella Young walked into my life like a dare I couldn’t resist—smart mouth, with a camera around her neck and zero intention of sticking around. She warned me not to catch feelings.
Too late.
She’s the one I want—complicated, messy, and magnetic as hell.
She says she’s not built for love.
I think she’s just scared of falling.
Good thing I’m here to catch her.
Click of Fateis a swoony, one-night-stand romance about climbing risks, letting go of fear, and finding the kind of love worth falling for.
When Alex texted me earlier today and told me about the fun special he had running tonight, he demanded that I stop by. When I realized I actually had the evening free and didn’t really need to stick around my office until ten like I normally do, I decided beer and meatballs sounded pretty fire.
“So, I’m not going to lie, I was wondering what Meatball Thursday was all about,” Stella says, reading over the small menu Alex dropped in front of us.
Glancing down at it myself, I realize he once again went all out for specialty food night.
“Yeah, I’ll give it to Alex. He knows how to pair beer and food.” I chuckle when I see he has seven different pairings.
“I never really think much of meatballs, but I’m strangely excited about this.”
“Do you think meatballs live rent-free in most people’s minds?” I ask her, and while she doesn’t look at me, I see her smile and know I’m on the right track with her.
I really didn’t plan on hooking up tonight, but this woman is intriguing as hell. There is something about her that screams, You want to get to know me, but I won’t make it easy. I’ve always found that hard work pays off.
“So, you own a rock climbing gym?” she asks as she looks around the crowded bar. I guess I still haven’t earned her full attention.
“I run it. I don’t own it yet. Family business. I’ve been given some freedom to prove myself,” I tell her honestly.
“Ah. That sounds both invigorating and stressful.” She glances at me. The Trading Post isn’t a dark and dreary place, so there’s plenty of light for me to see the look she gives me. She must know a thing or two about having to prove herself.
“It is. What about you?” I ask her, picking up my glass and taking a sip.
She finally gives me her attention, and her face lights up as she starts to share. “I’m a photojournalist.”
Impressed, I lean back and whistle. “Look at you. That’s an impressive career.” She smiles and shrugs, trying to play it cool. “So, what kind of things do you photo journal about?”
She lifts her chin. “Sports, cultural events, and human-interest stories across the US.”
“Like…” I just want her to keep talking; she’s clearly passionate about her career.
“I’ve covered Mardi Gras, several major music festivals, people with interesting jobs—like storm chasers—and most recently, last year’s X Games in Aspen.”
“Wow. So I bet you’ve seen a lot of interesting stuff.”
“You could say that. But I’ve never needed a meatball served seven ways with beer.” She laughs, grinning wide, and I can’t help it—I’m locked in. She’s fucking gorgeous when she isn’t pretending she isn’t invested in our conversation.
Determined, I clear my throat. “All right, first test. What kind of meatballs are you getting?” I ask her.
“What do you mean, first test? What happens if I fail?” She finally looks away from the menu and levels me with a challenging look.
“I get up and leave. That’s it. That’s the deal breaker.” I know I’m taking a risk by saying this, but I’m nothing if not a risk taker.
She ponders this for a moment, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth. “That’s dramatic. You own a climbing gym, not a Michelin-star restaurant.”
“Hey, you learn a lot about a person from their food choices. You get Swedish meatballs, you’re a comfort creature. You pick buffalo, you live for chaos.”
“And what about bourbon barbecue?” she asks, eyeing the menu again.
“You like things sweet with a little kick. You act tough but secretly love cozy things, like flannel and autumn and sad acoustic music.” I don’t tell her that perfectly describes me.
“That’s disturbingly specific. Do you also moonlight as a psychic?” she challenges.
“Nah, I just observe things.” I grin at her and tap my glass. We’ll need to get some food in front of us before we get another drink if we plan on keeping up this flirting tonight.
“All right, Professor Meatball, what are you getting?” she asks as she turns toward me, crossing one leg over the other, her Converse-covered foot dangling dangerously close.
“I’m feeling the Korean gochujang. Spicy, unexpected, and a little bit of an adventure,” I tell her with a slow, knowing smirk. Let her read into that.
Her mouth twitches with a ghost of a smile. “That tracks. I was gonna say it sounds reckless, but you probably climb rocks for fun.”
“And you photograph people doing reckless things for fun. Not so different.”
“Hmm. Maybe.” She studies me, and the attention is addicting.
“So, what’s it gonna be? Are we food soulmates or is this doomed before it starts?”
Stella taps her finger over her lips as she pretends to think hard. Laughter twinkles in her eyes as she watches me. “Bourbon barbecue. Guess I’m leaning into the ‘sweet with a kick’ label.”
Lauren Helms writes romance that’s nerdy, flirty, and just a little bit dirty. Her stories are set in big cities with small-town vibes, where every couple gets their happily ever after—and probably a few swoony gaming references along the way. Her love for love stories started with a book blog and leveled up fast—thanks to her background in video game strategy publishing and a passion for stories that make your heart race. That magic combo sparked her beloved Gamer Boy series, and she’s been writing HEAs ever since.
She’s also the founder of Indie Pen PR, where she helps fellow romance authors bring their book boyfriends to life and make some serious buzz in the process. When she’s not plotting meet-cutes or helping other authors promote theirs, Lauren’s all about iced coffee, perfectly color-coded planners, and binge-worthy TV.
She lives in Indianapolis with her husband and their three aspiring nerds-in-training—where love, laughter, and chaos are always part of the storyline.
I’ve worked hard to rebuild my life since losing my wife three years ago and am ready to find love again. I thought Brielle might be the one until a family emergency pulled her away. Now, I’m playing the dating game in Atlanta’s high-stakes film scene and get the surprise of my life when I discover Brielle is one of the contestants. Readers who enjoy reality TV show drama and single dad romances will fall in love with Groomsman to Groom by Terra Weiss, a steamy, laugh-out-loud romantic comedy.
Reality TV dating—the drama’s fake, but the heartbreak’s real.
Chosen to be the star of Groomsman to Groom, I have thirty women vying for my heart. Losing my wife three years ago shattered me, but I fought hard to rebuild my life for my son—my everything. Now, he’s nudging me to find love again.
I already found someone, though—Brielle Wilson. Brilliant, beautiful, and a total nerd like me. On our midnight beach walk six months ago, we went three rounds over Captain Picard versus Spock, and she knows her stuff—a rare gem. That night, things got heated, fast, and she made me feel again, something I wasn’t sure I was capable of anymore.
But a family emergency pulled her away, and now, I’m playing the dating game in Atlanta’s high-stakes film scene, risking everything—my career, my relationship with my son—to find love on this wild show. Skye, my witty ex-stepmother and the host, guides me through staged drama and genuine feelings. Especially when Brielle shows up as a contestant.
Maybe she felt the connection I did? Maybe the connection I felt is gone?
I vowed to keep an open heart, but secrets won’t stay hidden for long. If someone finds out about our tryst, it could destroy everything—friendships, reputations, and any shot at real love.
*Groomsman to Groom is a witty, heartfelt stand-alone romcom with adult language and steamy, open-door chemistry that will have you rooting for a happily-ever-after.
So this is what it feels like to be America’s most eligible bachelor. I’m sweating bullets on this perfect seventy-five-degree March day in Atlanta as thirty women prepare to compete for something I hope like hell to give away—my heart. Eight months ago, I was just a photographer who happened to pee on a jellyfish victim at the beach. Now I’m “Hero Hayes,” and this season’s replacement star of Groomsman to Groom. Life has a twisted sense of humor.
I’m standing outside the show’s ridonkulous mansion dressed in a five-thousand-dollar Dior-sponsored tuxedo. It’s not my usual style—and I definitely miss my T-shirt, jeans, and Vans, but I clean up nicely. I mean, wait until my old high school classmates see me.
They’ll be shocked. When I knew them, I was so painfully introverted, I had one friend who was a fellow gamer. My father will be the most shocked of all. That is, if he even sees the show—but I’m not going to think about that.
I still can’t believe I’m here. For so long, everyone kept saying that there’s more than one fish in the sea, but it was hard to wrap my head around my devastating grief over Sarah.
A lot of Bingeflix, boxes of Kleenex, and years of therapy later, I understand she’ll always be in my heart, but I know I have room for another. There is someone else for me, and I’m hellbent on finding her. Yeah, I’m busting myself out of the rut I’ve been in for the past three years—and it feels damn good.
Mostly good, except the skin tight boxers that’re cutting off circulation to parts I’d prefer to keep functioning. Skye, famous in her own right and the show’s host, is leaning in to tell me something when Tanya, our high-strung on-site producer, calls out, “Two minutes!” She taps her headset. “Remember to smile. America fell in love with your smile.”
America fell in love with the pixelated blur over my crotch, but sure, let’s go with my smile.
I tug at the bowtie that’s plotting my strangulation, along with the knowledge that my nine-year-old son will watch this circus later. Although I promised to fast-forward through any “steamy” parts.
“You good?” Tanya’s eyebrows perk so high they’re practically part of her hairline.
“Never better,” I lie, channeling my inner Vulcan to suppress the anxiety bubbling under my skin. That’s how I’ve gotten through most of my life—compartmentalizing emotions when they threaten to overwhelm me. It worked when my dad left. After my wife died. After I became a single dad overnight.
The first limo pulls up, and here we go. Game face on.
Skye, her bright pink gown a splash of color against the blue stone driveway, looks into the camera and says, “And it’s time for our Hayes Burke to do what he came to do—find his soulmate. Will he or won’t he? Only the universe knows his path. The rest of us will have to watch to find out.”
“Hayes Burke,” Tanya whispers, “if you don’t smile right now, I will personally ensure your photography website experiences a mysterious and permanent crash.”
I muster my most charming grin. The camera guys give a thumbs up. The door opens.
About Terra Weiss
Award-winning author of romantic comedies and romantic mysteries, Terra Weiss brings heart, humor, and happy endings to each of her books. She grew up in a small town in Idaho, but now lives in Atlanta with her mad scientist husband, wacky and wonderful mother, spunky daughter, and the feral ten-pound dogs who run her house. She enjoys jogging at a snail’s pace, reading, and piling bright orange mountains of squeezy cheese on her crackers.
Is there anything worse than getting dumped by your boyfriend in a very public, very humiliating way? How about agreeing to fake-date the jerk to help get his matchmaking mother off his back and make his new love interest jealous?
My friends and family don’t think so, but I’m getting Giants season tickets out of the deal. I can do anything for a short couple of months, right? However, when my ex’s sexier older brother, Delcan, moves back home, I realize I’m not that confident after all.
For five years, I’ve avoided Moose Village, New York, as much as possible for one reason: the girl I’ve crushed on since high school was already spoken for—by my brother. Now discharged from the military, I’m coming home, tentatively heartened by the fact that they’re no longer a couple. Except…it seems they are. But something’s different this time. Harper doesn’t seem as smitten as she was the first time around. Meanwhile, the chemistry sizzling between us is what I’ve dreamed of for years.
Even if I’m able to get to the bottom of the weird behavior between my brother and Harper, I’ve gone from one dangerous career to another. I’ve already got my anxious mother badgering me to quit. Will my career choice be too much for Harper, too?
I can only hope this feeling between the two of us is enough.
I am absolutely, without a doubt, in love with the Moose Village series from Kelly Elliott.
This Feeling follows the story of Declan and Harper. Declan has had a crush on Harper for as long as he can remember. But something always stood in the way, whether it was Harper’s younger age, his military career, or when she started dating Declan’s brother, Sean. The timing was just never right. But now that Declan’s time in the military is over, he’s ready to return home and hopefully, claim the woman he’s always wanted….
This Feeling is an unforgettable small-town romance that’s not afraid to pull out all the stops. I mean, you’ve got a fake relationship to throw off meddling parents, hilarious moments, off-the-charts chemistry, and a will-they/won’t-they romance that is sure to make anyone’s heart swoon. This book hits all the marks and has unforgettable side characters that you’ll be dying to know more about.
A must-read for lovers of swoon-worthy, small-town romances!
*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*
Join us for the cover reveal of Click of Fate by Lauren Helms. Fans who love He Falls First Romances will sink their teeth into this sexy, one-night stand romance. Keep scrolling for more details about this sexy cover.
Title: Click of Fate
Author: Lauren Helms
Release Date: 06/13/2025
Genres: Contemporary Romance
Word Count: 56K
Tropes: One-Night Stand, Opposites Attract, He Falls First, Forced Proximity, Found Family
Once upon a time, there was a charming climber and a stubborn photographer who swore she’d never fall—until she did.
Stella
I don’t do roots. Or relationships. Or anything that involves the word “forever.”
But Luke Farley? He’s the kind of man who makes one night feel like a promise. With that stupidly perfect smile, a body built for sin, and hands that know exactly what they’re doing—he’s dangerously easy to want.
It was supposed to be casual.
A few non-dates, a little flirting, and zero expectations.
Now I’m staring down feelings I swore I’d never catch… and falling for a man who climbs like he was born to take risks.
And worst of all? I don’t want to run.
Luke
Stella Young walked into my life like a dare I couldn’t resist—smart mouth, with a camera around her neck and zero intention of sticking around. She warned me not to catch feelings.
Too late.
She’s the one I want—complicated, messy, and magnetic as hell.
She says she’s not built for love.
I think she’s just scared of falling.
Good thing I’m here to catch her.
Click of Fateis a swoony, one-night-stand romance about climbing risks, letting go of fear, and finding the kind of love worth falling for.
Lauren Helms writes romance that’s nerdy, flirty, and just a little bit dirty. Her stories are set in big cities with small-town vibes, where every couple gets their happily ever after—and probably a few swoony gaming references along the way. Her love for love stories started with a book blog and leveled up fast—thanks to her background in video game strategy publishing and a passion for stories that make your heart race. That magic combo sparked her beloved Gamer Boy series, and she’s been writing HEAs ever since.
She’s also the founder of Indie Pen PR, where she helps fellow romance authors bring their book boyfriends to life and make some serious buzz in the process. When she’s not plotting meet-cutes or helping other authors promote theirs, Lauren’s all about iced coffee, perfectly color-coded planners, and binge-worthy TV.
She lives in Indianapolis with her husband and their three aspiring nerds-in-training—where love, laughter, and chaos are always part of the storyline.
The ballet performance of my life ends with a forbidden auction and my older brother’s best friend as the highest bidder. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my family, even if it means losing myself to the reclusive billionaire. Readers who enjoy enemies to lovers and dark billionaire romances will devour Empire of Ache & Ruin by Diana A. Hicks, a steamy, beauty and the beast retelling.
I had the pleasure of beta-reading this book and think readers are in for a real treat. Empire of Ache & Ruin isn’t your mama’s Beauty and the Beast retelling. This story has fire, passion, betrayal, and revenge. You will be taken on a wild and frustrating ride, and that will test your limits and keep you on your toes.
The fire and chemistry between Paloma and Archer oozed off the pages. They frustrated me at times, but I couldn’t get enough. I was completely invested and couldn’t wait to see how their story would play out.
Empire of Ache & Ruin is a sexy and compelling read with cameos and wonderful characters you’ll love to hate and a cliffhanger ending that will leave you begging for more. I can’t wait to find out what happens next.
*Thank you to the author for the opportunity to beta read an early copy of this book*
Excerpt
Copyright 2025, Diana A. Hicks
“So good.” He releases me from my binding.
My legs are jelly at this point. I drop, but he catches me before I hit the floor. A wave of ecstasy lingers at my core as he scoops me into his arms. My cheek lands on the bit of his exposed skin, and I melt into him. I’m floating, still riding the high even though he already took the swan away.
I lift my head as he takes the stairs down to the second level. He’s taking me back to my room. I should object. But what can I expect? That just because I let him do all those things to me, he would change his mind about what I am to him?
Wife.
His word echoes in my head.
I want to fight him, push him away, and tell him I don’t need his help. But there’s no point. The all-powerful Mr. Archer get whatever he wants. I let him carry me to my bed. Once I’m on top of the covers, he removes my shoes and my jeans. And then it hits me. He brought me here without my top.
“Get under the covers.” He lifts the duvet. “I want you to sleep like this. Naked. Do you understand?”
I nod and do as he says, too tired to argue with him. As soon as my head lands on the soft pillow, I doze off. My eyes flutter open, then they close, and then, I’m in my favorite dream—the one where Archer guards my sleep, filling all the empty spaces in my room with his raw energy.
“Stay away from me, Little Dove.” His hand hovers over my cheek. “I’m exactly the monster you think I am.”
“You’re not a monster.” I turn on my side, curling my body toward the edge of the mattress. When I glance up at him, he’s gone.
I sit up, my heart racing.
I look to every corner, but all I find are shadows that don’t match his. Did I dream the whole thing? I squeeze my legs together, and my overly sensitive bud reacts as if it’s ready for another round. I peek at the nightstand and all the colors dancing on the facets of the crystal swan. Tears roll down my cheeks.
Archer is real. Just like his resolution to stay away from me.
“I’m your wife, you idiot.” I punch the pillow next to me. “I’m not your enemy.”
About Diana A. Hicks
Diana A. Hicks is an award-winning author of steamy romantic suspense and science-fiction romance.
When Diana is not writing, she enjoys hot yoga, kickboxing, traveling, and indulging in the simple joys of life like wine and chocolate. She lives in Atlanta and loves spending time with her two children and husband. Connect with Diana on social media to stay up to date on her latest releases.
Praise for Diana A. Hicks:
“Hicks’ first installment of her Desert Monsoon series is confident and assured with strong storytelling, nuanced characters, and a dynamic blend of romance and suspense…A sexy and irresistible tale for fans of contemporary romance.” – Kirkus Reviews
The ballet performance of my life ends with a forbidden auction and my older brother’s best friend as the highest bidder. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my family, even if it means losing myself to the reclusive billionaire. Readers who enjoy enemies to lovers and dark billionaire romances will devour Empire of Ache & Ruin by Diana A. Hicks, a steamy, beauty and the beast retelling.
Blurb
While I stand in darkness, she holds the light…
The ballet performance of my life ends with a forbidden auction.
My older brother’s best friend is the highest bidder.
Now he’s here to claim his prize…me.
But the reclusive billionaire is no knight in shining armor.
Though I’m drawn to him, I know something sinister lurks beneath his steel blue eyes.
I must protect my family, even if it means losing myself in the process.
I want to devour her right here and now. But the pout of her lips seems, for lack of a better word, inexperienced. Or is that what I paid for? She’s so experienced at fucking men, she’s able to fool me into this fantasy where I’m the predator, and she’s my prey.
“I do too.” I finish the rest of my drink.
When I reach for her waist, her eyes widen in surprise. Her mouth forms a perfect “o” as she lets me guide her toward me. A willing participant, I fall for her game. I pull her gently toward me, and she delicately surrenders to my embrace. She trembles fisting the sleeve of my suit jacket. My cock fucking loves it.
Yes, I want to ravage her, to tear up her expensive dress, and suck on her tits until she comes. But I want this game too. I want her desire to boil over. I want her to beg for me.
Gently, I place my index finger under her chin and press my mouth to hers. Fucking ecstasy. She moans quietly and melts in my arms. I take her surrender as an invitation to coax her velvet tongue to meet mine. She tastes like whiskey and green apples. When her lips part to let me in, I deepen the kiss, claiming her mouth the way I plan to plunder her cunt in the next five minutes.
“I don’t think I did enough.” She pulls away, panting to catch her breath. “How are you still standing?”
Her words are like a spell. She’s no innocent maiden. She is a witch. My body knows what’s happening to me, but my brain and my cock are still hung up on her, refusing to see the truth. I fall to the floor with a heavy thud, and still, I can’t form the thought in my head.
“Little Dove,” I mumble.
She poisoned me?
I lie on the soft carpet unable to move, staring up at her. Her eyes go big like saucers in surprise or trepidation. I can’t fucking tell the difference anymore.
“Let’s go,” a male voice calls from somewhere near the door. “Now. Who knows how long the effects will last. He’s a beast.”
“I’m coming.” She touches her fingers to her lips. She looks lost and confused.
You can drop the act, Little Dove.
I glare at her with all the contempt I can muster.
“Why did you kiss him?” the man asks.
“I don’t know.” She smooths out her dress, her eyes never leaving mine. “Get the money.”
Diana A. Hicks is an award-winning author of steamy romantic suspense and science-fiction romance.
When Diana is not writing, she enjoys hot yoga, kickboxing, traveling, and indulging in the simple joys of life like wine and chocolate. She lives in Atlanta and loves spending time with her two children and husband. Connect with Diana on social media to stay up to date on her latest releases.
Praise for Diana A. Hicks:
“Hicks’ first installment of her Desert Monsoon series is confident and assured with strong storytelling, nuanced characters, and a dynamic blend of romance and suspense…A sexy and irresistible tale for fans of contemporary romance.” – Kirkus Reviews
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