Kristen Granata

The job was clear: Get in, get what I need, and get out. It should've been easy. It could've been effortless. I wasn't supposed to fall in love with the enemy's daughter. Long raven hair and dark mischievous eyes drew me in. Her feisty attitude and caring heart kept me there. Her pain called out to mine and our souls...

Elena When my candy bowl gets stolen by a mischievous teenager on Halloween, I march across the street to confront the girl's father. Since the bowl is a memento from my family, I expect him to apologise and make his daughter give it back. No harm, no foul. Not only does the gorgeous single dad—who I've enjoyed watching mow his...