Y/N stopped looking for the family that lost her a long time ago. At twenty-six, she has more than enough of her own—a husband she’s loved since high school, three children, another baby on the way, and a life she never thought she’d get to have. Then one late-night search turns up an old photograph, a familiar necklace, and a name she’s never seen before: Moretti. Suddenly, Y/N isn’t just the wife of Killian Volkov. She’s the missing daughter of a powerful Italian family who spent years believing she was dead—and twenty-six years of unanswered questions are about to become very real.
{y/n} Calloway learned a long time ago not to expect anyone to show up. In a family where football comes first, ballet has always been the one thing that belongs only to her. Her parents pay for it, her siblings know she dances, and everyone says they’re proud—but when performances clash with games, {y/n} already knows which one they’ll choose. So she stops asking twice. Then Alexander Laurent starts showing up. He’s her twin brother’s biggest rival, the spoiled-rich captain from the other side of town, and the last person she expects to care about ballet. But Alex remembers the dates she mentions once, waits after rehearsals, brings her one flower after every performance, and slowly becomes the one person she can always find in the audience. {y/n} spent years loving someone who never chose her. Alex never makes her wonder if he will.
Y/N has loved Adrian Cole for almost as long as she can remember. He grew up beside her, became her brother’s best friend, and somehow became the person she always assumed would eventually be hers. Her sister knew that. So when Camille realized something was finally beginning to happen between Y/N and Adrian, she did the one thing guaranteed to hurt her most—she went after him herself. And Adrian chose her. Now Y/N has to watch the man she’s loved her entire life build a relationship with the sister who wanted him out of spite. But she refuses to beg, compete, or spend her life waiting for someone who had the chance to choose her and didn’t. So she starts moving on. The problem is, Adrian never considered what would happen when the girl who had always loved him finally stopped.
Her sister’s getting married. The house is overflowing with relatives, the group chat won’t shut up, and Inaya has approximately a hundred things to do before the wedding. The last thing she needs is Zain. She’s known him for years—charming, cocky, annoyingly attractive, and way too entertained by how easily he gets on her nerves. Usually, she can avoid him. Except this time, he’s the groom’s cousin. Between late-night chai, dance rehearsals, crowded car rides, stolen glances, and one too many excuses to be beside each other, avoiding Zain becomes nearly impossible. And somewhere between the mehndi and the music, Inaya starts wondering if she ever really wanted to.
Y/N knows exactly why Adrian Calloway is off limits. He’s twenty years older, ridiculously attractive, and her father’s best friend of over two decades. Adrian knows even better. But after years of stolen glances turn into something neither can ignore, one bad decision becomes a secret arrangement—and somewhere between sneaking around, late nights, and pretending it’s only physical, they make the mistake of falling in love. Now they just have to figure out how to tell the one man who trusts them both.
She spent four years building a life her family barely knows exists. Now, with senior year, an original musical, a major showcase, and two years with Brynner’s superstar quarterback Nolan Hayes behind her, she’s exactly where she wants to be. Then her estranged twin unexpectedly transfers to Brynner—and suddenly the family she misses is walking straight into the life she learned to build without them.
Y/N Langford needs her ex to finally understand that they’re over. Roman Hayes needs to look a little more serious while professional hockey scouts start paying attention. The solution should be simple: fake a relationship until they both get what they want. There are rules. There are boundaries. And there is absolutely no reason for either of them to catch feelings. Except Roman is a little too convincing when his hand settles around her waist. Y/N is getting a little too comfortable wearing his jersey. Their friends have stopped questioning whether they’re actually together. Their families are starting to know each other. And Roman seems to have forgotten that jealousy definitely wasn’t part of their agreement. It was supposed to make their lives easier. Instead, pretending to be in love might be the most complicated thing either of them has ever agreed to.
Y/N and Roman know their relationship is toxic. The jealousy, the fights, the breakups that never last—none of it is healthy. Unfortunately, neither of them cares. They’re possessive, petty, completely obsessed with each other, and far too in love to ever stay apart.
Roman Calloway only needs one stupid humanities credit to graduate. Intro to Philosophy is supposed to be easy. When he sees the syllabus, he’s already planning to drop it—until he sees the twenty-six-year-old professor teaching it. Now Roman suddenly has perfect attendance. He doesn’t care about philosophy. He doesn’t care about the readings. And he definitely doesn’t need another A for his already-perfect GPA. He just wants her. Unfortunately, {Y/N} has spent years building the career she’s finally getting to start, and sleeping with the cocky, ridiculously attractive senior hockey player who won’t stop flirting with her would be an objectively terrible decision. Roman has never been particularly bothered by terrible decisions.
