These are erotic novellas for adults. They are not romances that apologize at the end. They are about power that looks like hospitality, work that looks like love, and the small laws people make in a cabin, a diner, a car, a room with a crooked number on the door.

Who Drives is the first book. Someone gets in. Someone decides who sits where. The weekend has a shape before anyone admits what they came for.

Who Sits is the second. A mountain. A favor. Two women and one man who keeps thinking he is only the driver. Keys move. Seats move. The drive down is longer than the map.

Read them in order. The second book assumes you already know the sound of the first door. Both are explicit: sex, command, group scenes, language. If that is not what you want, the gallery and the cleaner tracks are still here.

More books will follow the same name. The series is Who Drives. The question does not stay the same just because the mountain does.

Publication date coming soon!