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I have one rule: never put down roots.
I make dying things die with dignity. Failing companies, family firms, other people's legacies: I close them clean, bill the estate, and check out. No home, no nest, no attachments a go-bag can't hold. It's a good life. I have receipts.
Then a great-aunt I met twice leaves me Thornwick, a rowan orchard estate with a grand house full of ghosts, a debt the size of the valley, and a will with teeth. I can't sell until the harvest is brought in and pressed, and per her exact, witnessed instructions, I bring it in personally. With my own hands. One season, playing farmer, while a silver-haired creditor waits at the bottom of the lane like patience with a checkbook.
Oh, and the orchard comes with a pack.
Jasper Calder guards those rows like the family ground they used to be, fights my listing at every turn, and looks at me like a blight he saw coming. Wilder calls me Duchess, swears like his cider press taught him, and keeps picking fights with me just to lose them slower. And Seth feeds me twice a day with no note attached, which is more dangerous than both alphas put together.
I can't want them. I'm here to price their whole world and sell it out from under their boots, and the man fighting me hardest is hiding the real reason my aunt left this place to me. Because the county's oldest books have a name for land held through a bonded omega, land no creditor can ever touch.
They call it an omega estate. My aunt, rest her scheming soul, knew exactly what she was leaving me.
The Omega Estate is a complete standalone reverse harem omegaverse romance set in the world of Rowan Falls, with a guaranteed happily-ever-after and no cliffhanger. New readers can start right here. Expect one sharp-tongued omega who cannot be bought, sold, or willed to anybody, a grieving orchardist alpha protecting her freedom at the cost of his own heart, a loud cidermaker alpha with a filthy mouth and a soft center, a beta whose love language is a full plate and very good hands, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, scent matching, nesting, purring, knotting, bonding bites, matchmaking from beyond the grave, one heat that rewrites everything, and all the steam that implies.
I make dying things die with dignity. Failing companies, family firms, other people's legacies: I close them clean, bill the estate, and check out. No home, no nest, no attachments a go-bag can't hold. It's a good life. I have receipts.
Then a great-aunt I met twice leaves me Thornwick, a rowan orchard estate with a grand house full of ghosts, a debt the size of the valley, and a will with teeth. I can't sell until the harvest is brought in and pressed, and per her exact, witnessed instructions, I bring it in personally. With my own hands. One season, playing farmer, while a silver-haired creditor waits at the bottom of the lane like patience with a checkbook.
Oh, and the orchard comes with a pack.
Jasper Calder guards those rows like the family ground they used to be, fights my listing at every turn, and looks at me like a blight he saw coming. Wilder calls me Duchess, swears like his cider press taught him, and keeps picking fights with me just to lose them slower. And Seth feeds me twice a day with no note attached, which is more dangerous than both alphas put together.
I can't want them. I'm here to price their whole world and sell it out from under their boots, and the man fighting me hardest is hiding the real reason my aunt left this place to me. Because the county's oldest books have a name for land held through a bonded omega, land no creditor can ever touch.
They call it an omega estate. My aunt, rest her scheming soul, knew exactly what she was leaving me.
The Omega Estate is a complete standalone reverse harem omegaverse romance set in the world of Rowan Falls, with a guaranteed happily-ever-after and no cliffhanger. New readers can start right here. Expect one sharp-tongued omega who cannot be bought, sold, or willed to anybody, a grieving orchardist alpha protecting her freedom at the cost of his own heart, a loud cidermaker alpha with a filthy mouth and a soft center, a beta whose love language is a full plate and very good hands, enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, scent matching, nesting, purring, knotting, bonding bites, matchmaking from beyond the grave, one heat that rewrites everything, and all the steam that implies.
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