My perfect man lives in my inbox.
I have never met him. That is part of the appeal.
Online, I’m MercilessMargins. He’s LordForge—the dark-romance author who pays me by the chapter to strip his stories down to the bone.
He’s disciplined. Dangerously perceptive. So controlled I want to be the reason he loses it.
I could fall for a man who turns sentences into sin.
He could also be one hundred and eight years old,
composing sex scenes between rounds of bingo.
Offline, I'''m Bex Callahan, co-owner of a coffee shop in Cedar Falls—with one six-foot-three problem.
The town’s loudest hockey star, Cole Hammond, keeps showing up.
All dimples, entirely unnecessary abs, and much too determined to make me notice him.
He’s what happens when my ideal man gets dropped on his head, handed a hockey stick, and told every room is a party.
Everyone calls him Hammer.
I call him Mr. Wrong.
Then LordForge invites me to a Christmas masquerade in Las Vegas.
No real names. Masks stay on.
One anonymous night to indulge everything we’ve workshopped.
The plan is flawless.
Until LordForge’s mask slips.
And the man above me is Mr. Wrong.
Doing everything right.
Time to send my perfect man straight from my inbox to spam.
Except we both live in Cedar Falls.
Now Hammer knows every fantasy I confessed to LordForge.
~ Write Mr. Wrong is a Spicy Small-town Friends-to-Lovers Hockey Rom-Com featuring secret identities, virtual workspace, a golden retriever hero, a very competent heroine and one masquerade night that changes everything.
Genre: Romance
I have never met him. That is part of the appeal.
Online, I’m MercilessMargins. He’s LordForge—the dark-romance author who pays me by the chapter to strip his stories down to the bone.
He’s disciplined. Dangerously perceptive. So controlled I want to be the reason he loses it.
I could fall for a man who turns sentences into sin.
He could also be one hundred and eight years old,
composing sex scenes between rounds of bingo.
Offline, I'''m Bex Callahan, co-owner of a coffee shop in Cedar Falls—with one six-foot-three problem.
The town’s loudest hockey star, Cole Hammond, keeps showing up.
All dimples, entirely unnecessary abs, and much too determined to make me notice him.
He’s what happens when my ideal man gets dropped on his head, handed a hockey stick, and told every room is a party.
Everyone calls him Hammer.
I call him Mr. Wrong.
Then LordForge invites me to a Christmas masquerade in Las Vegas.
No real names. Masks stay on.
One anonymous night to indulge everything we’ve workshopped.
The plan is flawless.
Until LordForge’s mask slips.
And the man above me is Mr. Wrong.
Doing everything right.
Time to send my perfect man straight from my inbox to spam.
Except we both live in Cedar Falls.
Now Hammer knows every fantasy I confessed to LordForge.
~ Write Mr. Wrong is a Spicy Small-town Friends-to-Lovers Hockey Rom-Com featuring secret identities, virtual workspace, a golden retriever hero, a very competent heroine and one masquerade night that changes everything.
Genre: Romance