The Burn House

Kit didn‘t mean to break in. She was cold, exhausted, and the cabin looked empty. She thought she‘d be gone before anyone noticed. But then Rafe came home. He wasn‘t angry. Just quiet. Watchful. Dangerous in a way that didn‘t set off every alarm in her head. And instead of throwing her out, he gave her a blanket. The burned-out house in the desert isn‘t safe. But it‘s safer than the storm outside. Kit‘s been running too long to ask questions. And Rafe doesn‘t seem interested in answering any. Then the others show up. Rafe‘s friends - loud, careless, cruel - fill the house with smoke and noise and the kind of danger Kit knows all too well. But Rafe steps in. Stands between her and them. And for the first time in months, Kit realizes she‘s not entirely alone. The Burn House is a short, high-heat standalone erotica novella about trauma, trust, and the kind of man who knows how to keep the wolves at bay. Found shelter in a burned-out house Grumpy, protective male lead who doesn‘t ask questions Knife in her bag, duffel full of cash, storm outside Criminal tension, survival sex, and maybe something close to safety High heat, fast burn, quiet tenderness where it matters If you‘ve ever wanted a story where the sex isn‘t separate from the danger, but also isn‘t the worst thing that could happen-this is your story. The Burn House is about survival, relief, and the kind of touch that lets your guard down just a little too far.