This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Elise, thirty-seven, is night manager of a small hotel where every room faces one courtyard and nobody draws the curtains by accident. Rafael, forty-two, books room nine for a month and leaves his lamp on. She has the master key, the night ledger, and a rule about staff and guests she is about to rewrite.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Harriet, thirty-eight, and her husband Owen drive up to the lake with their oldest friends, Camille and Jasper, forty. The rules are written on a napkin on Friday night. By Sunday the napkin has been rewritten twice.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Margot, thirty-four, works out her lease in a building where the facing windows are twelve feet away. Elias has been reading on his balcony every night for a month. The night she stops closing her blind, he stops pretending to read.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Dahlia, thirty-seven, leads one side of a merger and Conrad, forty-six, leads the other. The deal puts them in a locked hotel war room for a weekend, and by Saturday night the only thing left to negotiate is each other.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Priya, thirty-three, gets her performance review moved to nine at night. Her director Sullivan, forty-one, reads the review aloud, line by line, and makes her earn every score.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Bess, thirty-six, and her husband Rahul have kept a third chair at their kitchen table since a conversation in March. Tonight Genevieve, forty-one, is sitting in it, and the list on the table has three sets of handwriting on it.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Celeste, forty-seven, has run the vineyard alone since her divorce and hires by the season. Jonah, twenty-nine, arrives for six weeks of harvest with good hands and no plans. She sets the hours, the pay and the pace, and by the last week of picking she has to decide what she keeps.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.Bridget, thirty-seven, has been watching the man in the garden apartment through her kitchen floor grate for a week. Solomon, forty-three, knew on the second night. He leaves the light on anyway, and then he leaves the door open.Also by Ivy Marlow: more explicit stories are available as ebooks at Apple Books, Kobo, Barnes & Noble and other ebook stores.

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice.The whole block goes down at nine and Meg, thirty-nine, is in the lobby with a bag of groceries and a man from the fourth floor she has never spoken to. Julian, thirty-six, has a lighter and no reason to use it.Also by Ivy Marlow: more explicit stories are available as ebooks at Apple Books, Kobo, Barnes & Noble and other ebook stores.

Wren Ashcombe did not ask for a stepbrother. She got one anyway: Cael Vale, twenty-four, executor of a dead man's estate, and the coldest person she has ever met.Ravenscrag is a house above the sea, and no mirror hangs on the west wall. At night Wren's mother walks the cliff path. Letters appear in Wren's own handwriting. And every night at three in the morning, Cael is waiting in the hall — not for her mother. For her.He tells her to leave before the first frost. He tells ...

My mother is dead. But her secrets are still alive. When Ruby returns to her childhood home, she hears scratching from the basement. Inside, she finds a girl who claims to be her sister — a sister Ruby doesn't remember. As buried memories resurface, Ruby uncovers a horrifying truth: her mother kidnapped a child to replace the daughter she lost. Now Ruby must choose between the truth and the only family she has left. Twists that will make you gasp.

"A pony doesn't talk," Grady said. Wren has never shut up in her life.She shoes the Redgate horses every other Tuesday and has an opinion about every foot on the place, every cinch, every slab of concrete. Her mouth just cost her the Harlan Farms account. So when the man who owns Redgate tells her a pony doesn't talk, it lands low, under her belt buckle, and she hears herself answer.Make me quiet. Make me your pony girl. Whip me till I get it, and then take...