A Million Tiny Pieces

I thought getting divorced would be the hard part.

Turns out, learning how to live again is harder.

After years of letting someone else dictate my choices, I'm finally free. Free to decide what I want. Who I want to be. How I want to put all the broken pieces of my life back together.

I'm just not prepared for Phoenix Pierce.

He's wealthy, powerful, devastatingly sexy, and carrying scars of his own. Phoenix has an empire to run, an NHL team demanding his attention, and no shortage of women willing to warm his bed. He should be the last thing I need while I'm figuring out how to stand on my own.

Then there's Tarik Marx.

Complicated. Guarded. And connected to Phoenix in a way I don't fully understand.

Tarik has spent years believing Phoenix is the one person who can fill the empty spaces inside him. Phoenix has spent just as long refusing to acknowledge what exists between them.

And somehow, I find myself caught in the middle.

Except it doesn't feel like being caught. It feels like finding something none of us knew we were looking for. Three people with fractured pasts. Three hearts carrying wounds that haven't quite healed. And a connection that refuses to fit neatly into anyone else's definition of love.

Maybe putting ourselves back together isn't about finding the pieces we lost.

Maybe it's about discovering the ones we never knew were missing.