One Move Away: Ava Wilde's Contemporary Romance Collection Series by Ava Wilde

Lyra didn’t join the book publishing industry to sip oat milk or exchange Instagram handles. She’s brilliant, loud, and sharper than most of the men running meetings. She came to outwork, outwit, and maybe burn a few bridges on her way up. She doesn’t do soft. Doesn’t do crushes. Definitely doesn’t do “office-appropriate. ”. But then he walked in. Dylan Corr. Industry god. Married. Controlled. Untouchable. He smells like leather, ink, and every bad decision she’d ever made. He doesn’t flirt... moreLyra didn’t join the book publishing industry to sip oat milk or exchange Instagram handles. She’s brilliant, loud, and sharper than most of the men running meetings. She came to outwork, outwit, and maybe burn a few bridges on her way up. She doesn’t do soft. Doesn’t do crushes. Definitely doesn’t do “office-appropriate. ”. But then he walked in. Dylan Corr. Industry god. Married. Controlled. Untouchable. He smells like leather, ink, and every bad decision she’d ever made. He doesn’t flirt. Doesn’t glance. Doesn’t give her the time of day. But her body reacts anyway. He’s not paying attention. But she is. She’s watching. She’s planning. And her fingers are already moving. If you’ve ever wanted someone you shouldn’t, this one’s for you. A short, filthy novella with 90% spice, 10% restraint, and a whole lot of mess. Please read the content warnings. less

Bree is married. Settled. Supposedly satisfied. But her husband’s more into spreadsheets than skin. Nights drag. Days dull. Desire builds with nowhere to go. So she joins a gym. She wants to feel something again. Anything. Then she meets Dante. Her new personal trainer is young. Focused. Married-woman-resistant. He doesn’t flirt. He doesn’t stare. Doesn’t act like he notices the way her body trembles when he adjusts her form. She tells herself it’s nothing. Sweat. Endorphins. A silly crush... moreBree is married. Settled. Supposedly satisfied. But her husband’s more into spreadsheets than skin. Nights drag. Days dull. Desire builds with nowhere to go. So she joins a gym. She wants to feel something again. Anything. Then she meets Dante. Her new personal trainer is young. Focused. Married-woman-resistant. He doesn’t flirt. He doesn’t stare. Doesn’t act like he notices the way her body trembles when he adjusts her form. She tells herself it’s nothing. Sweat. Endorphins. A silly crush. Until the way he looks at her says otherwise. A short, filthy novella about forbidden romance and the trainer who pushes her past every limit. Please read the content warnings. less

After HR's favorite good girl, Jasmine, gets dumped three months before her wedding, she escapes solo to Bali with a bucket list of everything she's been too scared to try. Caught between three irresistible men and a hostel crew of beautiful disasters, she starts writing her way through heartbreak, lust, and self-destruction—one filthy blog post at a time. When her anonymous sex blog goes viral and threatens to expose her, Jasmine has no choice but to confront the woman she’s become... moreAfter HR's favorite good girl, Jasmine, gets dumped three months before her wedding, she escapes solo to Bali with a bucket list of everything she's been too scared to try. Caught between three irresistible men and a hostel crew of beautiful disasters, she starts writing her way through heartbreak, lust, and self-destruction—one filthy blog post at a time. When her anonymous sex blog goes viral and threatens to expose her, Jasmine has no choice but to confront the woman she’s become. Because sometimes, finding yourself is the only way to find the love you've been searching for. Tropes: Blogger/Writer FMC, Paradise Setting, Good Girl Gone Wild, Spiritual Healing Journey, Starting Over, Travel Romance, Grumpy/Sunshine, Second Chance, Enemies to Lovers, Choose Your Own Adventure, Found Family, Female Friendship. Steam Level: 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️. less