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When Peter returns from a two month trip abroad to learn that a new werefox has moved to town with his daughter, and that said werefox is an alpha, he’s instantly on edge. He doesn't like not knowing anything about these strangers or what kind of trouble they may bring. Finding out that the young, unassuming, coffee shop owning single father is actually the Mad Fox? Well, there’s no way Peter’s letting this go now. Not until he’s learned everything there is to know about this man and the secrets that hide behind his smile.
Drawn to Beacon Hills by a thriving Nemeton, Stiles is hopeful that he and his daughter may have finally found someplace to call home. Alexa is finally old enough to start school in the fall and Stiles has found a surprising contentment in running his little coffee shop. He’s not expecting to grow so attached to his two teenaged employees, nor the sudden desire to open up their little pack of two after so many years of being on their own.
There’s a lot more to this werefox than meets the eye, and the more Peter unravels the mystery of his past, the more intrigued he becomes. No matter what happens next, everything is about to change.
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Peter is great at what he does. As head of Hale, Inc., he has a knack for sniffing out struggling businesses and culling out the weak ones like prey. He doesn't have time for relationships, so when his partner-of-the-week issues an ultimatum on the day he's flying out to close a deal with Argent Corp, Peter calls his bluff and breaks things off.
The problem is that the head of Argent Corp values—well, family values. It leaves Peter in quite a predicament. So, when he runs into a ridiculously mouthy and temptingly beautiful rent boy, Peter hires him to be his plus-one.
It's supposed to be a temporary solution.
Somehow, Peter's heart never gets the memo.
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Peter's skilled in Brazilian jiu-jitsu, but the hoodie could hide a weapon that would make him a sitting duck. He rolls down the window and prays he's not about to make the stupidest mistake of his life."Can either of you tell me how to get back onto 405?"
The boy in the red hoodie approaches. As he gets closer, Peter realizes he has incredibly pretty eyes and a sinful-looking mouth.
"Depends," he says. "What's it worth to you?"
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26 Dec 2025
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Through a series of letters between a soldier overseas and a quiet man running a nonprofit called Homeward Path, set on helping veterans, two strangers build an unexpected bond before they ever meet.
As Stiles' time in the Middle East winds down, he's forced to face what “coming home” really means.
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Peter crawled to a stop behind the rickety old Jeep as its blinkers turned on, and his fingers clenched around the wheel. He growled and prepared to slam his foot on the gas to roar off past it, just to prove a fucking point. But then his eyes fell upon the sweet little thing that threw the driver's door open with a frustrated tilt to his shoulders, and Peter's irritation immediately washed away.
The young man, skinny in all the right ways, face flushed from the nip of the cold, long fingers reaching up to pull in frustration at wild hair, that puffy jacket of his catching on his shirt with the movement and lifting it to show a sliver of soft, pale skin above his waistband... God damn.
Peter was putting his car in park and wandering out to meet the boy before he even knew it.
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Stiles' car breaks down. Peter offers to help, hoping to seduce the sweet boy.
What Peter doesn't expect is to find himself falling head over heels in love, despite his very best efforts.
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04 Sep 2025
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Peter begins writing novels to stave off the homicidal boredom, and doesn't expect it to become a thing. When writers block hits, he searches desperately for something to fix him. Then Stiles breezes into his life and suddenly, everything changes.
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Peter had many muses: the Aurora in the sky, creating surreal colors and patterns above a snowy landscape; tears running down a stranger's face while a gun rests in their hands; the daunting height of a massive cliff above turquoise water; dark storm clouds and lightning over bright, sun-lit trees.
And none of them were working.
He sat staring at his computer with his fingers resting uselessly over the keys, reading over his last few chapters, reaching the end of the last sentence and... nothing. His mind spawned no new scenes. The characters on the pages paused in time and he couldn't push them on... The dreaded so-called "writers-block".
Peter grimaced and reached for his glass of whiskey, positively disgusted at himself. Then groaned and ran a rough hand through his hair, disgusted at himself for caring about his writing enough to be disgusted at himself in the first place.
This just wouldn't do.
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03 Sep 2025