At Valentine’s midnight, four stories light up the dark. The hour matters. The clock ticks loud.
In one spellbound stretch before twelve, two people are pulled together by old bindings that won’t wait. Skin warms. Breath shortens. Every touch counts because dawn is coming, and the price after it isn’t gentle.
At a lavish Valentine’s gala, rivals trade smiles that cut. Masks glitter. Champagne sweats in crystal flutes. The ballroom turns sharp as glances linger and reputations wobble under the weight of want they can’t hide.
A Seelie glamour stirs needs long kept quiet. Illusions peel back. What’s left is exposed and human. Otherworldly beauty presses close, and each whisper promises pleasure while risking everything the glamour once protected.
Then there’s the operative, caught between duty and desire. Sirens fade outside. A mission tightens. Cupid’s arrow lands clean in the middle of danger, where one mistake ends it all.
Midnight bindings, glittering rivalries, fae-veiled truths, and precision-targeted want. Each encounter raises the stakes, pushing hearts faster toward surrender.
What happens when the clock strikes twelve?
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This scorching tale is part of the Valentine Struck series where Cupid's arrows deliver irresistible, high-heat romance that will leave you breathless and begging for more.
Valentine’s Day comes in thick and warm, no warning. Love hits hard and doesn’t ask permission. The Valentine Struck series gathers five steamy collections where billionaires stake their claims, alphas mark their mates, fae bargains lock in dangerous wants, covert operatives read desire like code, and rivals push too close to ignore.
These stories move fast. Fake dates turn real by the second drink. Immortal hunger meets mortal skin. Contemporary heat tangles with paranormal edge, roses cutting as often as they bloom. There’s a ballroom echoing with music at midnight, a gala floor slick with spilled champagne, chocolate melting on warm fingers. Every anthology carries its own pressure point, its own cost.
Each strike lands clean and deep, changing the shape of everything after.
One night. One choice. No way back.
