DNF

Award-Winning Wall Street Journal bestselling author Kennedy Ryan launches a brand-new series with a Hollywood tale of wild ambition, artistic obsession, and unrelenting love. One moment in the spotlight... For months I stood by, an understudy waiting in the wings, preparing for my time to shine. I never imagined he would watch in the audience that night. Canon Holt. Famous film director. Fascinating. Talented. Fine Before I could catch my breath, everything changed. I went from backstage Broadway to center stage Hollywood. From being unknown, to my name, Neevah Saint, on everyone's lips. Canon casts me in a star-studded Harlem Renaissance biopic, catapulting me into another stratosphere. But stars shine brightest in the dead of night. Forbidden attraction, scandal and circumstances beyond my control jeopardize my dream. Could this one shot—the role of a lifetime, the love of a lifetime—cost me everything?

Publicly humiliated, Marisa Banks is blindsided by the news that the man she’s been dating for months is married. Being called names she wouldn't wish on anyone in front of a room full of people by her boyfriend’s wife is enough to shake her identity to its foundations. In an attempt to rebuild, she makes a few questionable decisions. Asher Blaine is one of them. He’s intelligent and sexy, but the pedestal he’s got himself up on is unshakeable. Or so he thinks. Marisa asks for the one thing he can’t deny her, even if it’s the craziest thing he’s ever done. She wants one night, his best eight hours. And damn if he doesn’t deliver. The next morning, her bubble is shattered by his loud mouth, and Marisa retaliates with a stiletto and a remote. The best night of her life is over, and she's more than happy to walk away a free woman. Asher’s job sends him to Marisa’s city, and when they cross paths again, it’s Asher’s turn to make an offer. And just like him, she can’t refuse. Will her worst nightmare and his complicated past ruin what they’re building, or can they lean on one another to make it through?

Julianni Davoe has almost everything she could ever want. Unfortunately for the spoiled beauty the two things she desires most she can’t snap her fingers to receive them. She finds herself in a desperate place attempting to make it happen when her world blows up in her face. Kidnapped by enemies she never knew her family had, she’s forced to put her life in the hands of a gentle giant she’s instantly attracted to. Sedai Mason is a man who was raised to value things like integrity, loyalty, and hard work. As a result of being Julianni’s protector long before he has to make his presence known to her, he’s developed feelings that he believes may cloud his judgement and interferes with his work. For Sedai, keeping Julianni safe is his number one priority, but how can he keep his self-control intact when they’re subjected to forced proximity and her one goal seems to be unraveling him? Julianni and Sedai find themselves in an impossible situation with parameters neither of them asked or prepared for. Yet the heart is a tricky organ with desires and feelings of its own that can be hard to contain or control. Dive into this unrequited instalove story about a bodyguard and the princess he’d do anything to protect.

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Amerie Cross and Arnold Hightower. And now a toast from the maid of honor, Janelle Cross! Hi everyone, thank you for being here. Some of you may know me as the sister of the bride. Some of you may know me as the ex-girlfriend of the groom. But I'm willing to bet none of you know me as the woman secretly sleeping with the best man. I am. I know, I'm just as surprised as you. It was only supposed to be for the week; but every kiss, adventure, and stolen moment with Rome Martin feels like it could last forever. Oh well. What happens in Tulum stays in Tulum. Right?

Soledad Barnes has her life all planned out. Because, of course, she does. She plans everything. She designs everything. She fixes everything. She’s a domestic goddess who's never met a party she couldn't host or a charge she couldn't lead. The one with all the answers and the perfect vinaigrette for that summer salad. But none of her varied talents can save her when catastrophe strikes, and the life she built with the man who was supposed to be her forever, goes poof in a cloud of betrayal and disillusion. But there is no time to pout or sulk, or even grieve the life she lost. She's too busy keeping a roof over her daughters' heads and food on the table. And in the process of saving them all, Soledad rediscovers herself. From the ashes of a life burned to the ground, something bold and new can rise. But then an unlikely man enters the picture—the forbidden one, the one she shouldn't want but can't seem to resist. She's lost it all before and refuses to repeat her mistakes. Can she trust him? Can she trust herself? After all she's lost . . .and found . . .can she be brave enough to make room for what could be?

Sloane Dominic Alexander is my late husband's best friend and the last man on Earth that I should want. He's arrogant, dismissive, and up until recently has only ever used those dark eyes of his to look right through me. For the last twelve years, he's taken a sick pleasure in making me feel paper thin, like my entire existence is of no consequence to him at all. But now, things are different. After one drunken night, and a surprisingly sexy act of heroism, he's started to be...nice. Treating me like something other than the physical embodiment of his annoyance, which would be nice if it didn't make me feel all the things I swore to never feel for another man after my husband died. Dominic Sloane Kent is going to be my undoing. What's worse: I think I'm going to enjoy being unravelled by the gold flecks in her hazel eyes and the adorable little way she scrunches her nose up when we're arguing, which we've done a lot of over the past decade. She thinks it's because I hate her, and I've always let her think that because the alternative is...untenable. But something is changing between us, and I don't know how to stop myself from breaking every promise I've ever made to myself regarding my best friend's wife. Promises that include never telling her that there's a long list of things I feel about her, but hate isn't one of them.

Brandi was looking forward to her winter baecation. She was traveling to a resort in Tennessee with her boyfriend of five years. She and Terrence were going to dispel the myth that Black people don’t ski. A few days before the trip, Terrence proposed. After a severe tongue lashing from her mom, she was ready to leave and never come back. Brandi didn’t want to climb a corporate ladder or be married, but her opinion didn’t seem to matter. Her best friend Alonda urged her to travel alone and clear her head. Now Brandi was heading to Gatlinburg, TN for a winter vacation for one. “I guess I’ll find out if Black people really don’t ski alone.” Jerome recently moved back to Tennessee from New York. Covid change his priorities in life and running the rat race was no longer one of them. He developed a ski app to encourage Black people to consider skiing as a vacation option. Life was good! The only thing missing was someone to share it with.