A Spicy Goldilocks Retelling 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞? In a world where mages, faes, and humans coexist, I, Goldie, am taking a stand – swearing off the male species entirely. Ironically, all of them start throwing themselves at me with almost supernatural fervor the minute I make my vow. All except for one man, that is... When I move into a crumbling Victorian mansion, I didn't know my unexpected inheritance would come with a neighbor who is a rugged alpha bear shifter with an alpha complex. He also comes with not one, but two baggage-laden brothers and a knack for turning my blood into molten lava. Oh, and did I mention the weird habit of finding myself in one of their beds each morning? My grumpy neighbor does \not\ appreciate my friendly nature, and now we are locked in a heated feud that may bring down the whole house. As darker threats close in from both our worlds, we'll need to bury the porridge to navigate the fine line between hate, love, and survival. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘺 𝘮/𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘺 𝘹 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦.

Pumpkin spice and not playing nice – this ball just got more interesting, thanks to Prince Too-Handsy. The plan was as clear as glass: infiltrate a high fae court’s ball, uncover the truth behind my father's death, and avoid my sadistic stepmother and stepsisters. But now, I find myself engaged to Prince freakin' Charming, the last fae I'd ever choose for a dance partner, much less a fiancé. And I'm hardly the ideal bride for a fae prince—a human bartender who loves piercings, tattoos, and devours pumpkin-flavored anything. Prince Charming thinks he can use me in his twisted game to overthrow his father. Little does he know, I’m not just some human he can push around. Now, in over my head in a world of glittering gowns and deceitful smiles, I’m betrothed to the one fae who could unravel everything—including my resolve to not let him touch me. But there's this thing about Charming—he's got a way of getting under my skin even from across the room. And it's messing with my head, making me question everything. Our engagement is more than a dance of power; it's a game that could shatter crowns and hearts. And I'm right in the middle, balancing on the edge of a glass slipper that's cracking under the weight of secrets and forbidden desires. Igniting Cinder is a spicy m/f fairytale retelling where a pretend engagement will heat up in a dance of ink, charm, and forbidden desires.

The Beast doesn’t ask for beauty—he demands obedience. There’s nothing worse than a customer who sneers at your romance-only bookstore, calls your favorite genre trash, and still expects a refund for a wrinkled paperback they’ve clearly read. Or so I thought. Turns out, being dragged to a mansion by the Beast of Boston—a terrifying Werebeast and notorious mafia boss—is far worse. Dominic Blackwell isn’t the stuff of fairytales. He’s ruthless, scarred, and deals in curses that destroy lives. And now, thanks to my dad’s questionable choices, I’m stuck in the middle of his dangerous world. His terms are clear: marry him, or my dad suffers the consequences. Dominic has no pack to call his own, and his fractured form leaves him trapped between man and beast. Our proximity sparks something primal in him—and something I’d rather not name in myself. He says I’m perfect for him—curves and all. I say he’s out of his mind. With my life turned into a dark romance I never signed up for, I’ll need more than my sharp tongue and book smarts to survive this arrangement. Because in Dominic’s world, the line between captor and husband is razor-thin, and falling for the Beast may cost me everything. This spicy, enemies-to-lovers fairytale retelling will have you clawing for more, with a morally gray alpha, forced proximity, and a romance as sharp as his claws.

He can’t touch anyone without burning them. I’ll sleep with anyone just to survive. Born a princess. Cursed to be a succubus. My hunger is fatal—and no one survives a night in my bed. Now I’m in a city pulsing with magic, sex, and freedom, trying to rewrite my story. But Talon followed me. My guardian. My protector. My dragon. He’s tall, dark, and deadly—black scales veined with fire. He never touches me. But gods, he wants to. He’d burn the world down for me. For years, he’s fed me lovers… then cleaned up the bodies left in my wake. He’s the only man I’ve ever loved—and the one I can never touch. His dragon fire would sear my skin. My hunger would devour him whole. And we’ve never let ourselves want what we can’t survive. Until now. I’m starving, and Talon’s the only one who can help me feed without killing—but every time he does, we cross a line that might destroy us both. And the woman who cursed me in my crib is back to finish what she started. This time, she’ll burn through Talon—and the new life I’ve built—to do it. This spicy Sleeping Beauty retelling is an interconnected standalone in the Lost Girls series with morally gray dragons, illicit feedings on strangers, and the kind of longing that hurts in all the right places.