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This isn’t a love story. It’s a warning.

Mallory never meant to fall for him — the man with storm-dark eyes and a soul stitched together by scars and secrets. He doesn’t believe in love. He doesn't want saving. And fairytales? Those are for people who haven’t tasted reality.

But the pull between them is undeniable. Dangerous. Addictive.

Every moment together is a battle: between desire and destruction, between hope and heartbreak. He told her from the start — if forced to choose between his title and her, he’d never choose her. And yet, here she is, standing in the wreckage of her own heart, still reaching for someone who was never hers to save.

In a world where love is weakness and loyalty comes at a cost, Shadows of Desire is a gripping romance that explores the ache of impossible choices, the fire of forbidden passion, and the kind of heartbreak you don’t walk away from.
Because sometimes, the one who ruins you is the only one you’ll ever want.

Our Happy Never After

Mason was scrolling through his phone, laughing at his own messages, oblivious to the tension that clung like smoke in a closed room. 


Not a patient. Not a nurse. A med student — second in her class, if he remembered right. Lane. Mallory Lane. 


She hadn't said much that first night. 


She had looked him straight in the eye and told him the smoking area was on floor 7. 


No hesitation. No curiosity. Just quiet control. 


And when he put the cigarette out without a word, she nodded and walked away like she'd already forgotten him. 


Tonight, she wore red lips and poured drinks for men who couldn’t see past the stem of their glasses. And when Mason tried to humiliate her, she hadn’t flinched — only sliced him open with that low, calm voice. 


Chapter 8: Christopher