Ready for some steam? With a bit of creep thrown in, perhaps?
Jan 18, 2026 6:43 am
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My Exclusive Author For Today Is
Haley Storm
Welcome to Haley’s Steamyverse—where the nights are hotter, the secrets darker, and the men dangerously irresistible!
Raised on Boston’s grit and New York’s hustle, Haley grew up surrounded by characters most only meet on screen. She’s sharp when it counts, soft where it matters—and always writing straight from the heart.
By day, Haley mends the broken. By night, she crafts tales of untamed alphas—hockey stars with hidden scars, billionaires with buried secrets, and mafia enforcers who’d burn cities down for the women they love!
Her books are a cocktail of witty banter, palpable angst, and real-life struggles—layered with tenderness, fierce loyalty, and slow-burn moments that’ll melt even the hardest heart. Her heroes might flirt with darkness, but never harm the women they claim. And red flags? They wave proudly on the page—where the only danger is the thrill of the chase.
Follow Haley into a world of steam, swoon, and sin!
Check Out Her Book,
Pucking His Enemy
A masked hookup I can’t forget.
My brother’s mortal enemy.
And a fake relationship that feels way too real to survive.
One reckless night, and I’m ruined. No names. No strings. Just his hands, his mouth, and the kind of heat that makes you forget your name.
I left before dawn—because women like me don’t stick around for regret. Now he’s everywhere. Liam Steele. The Cyclones’ newest trade—all brooding intensity and a body built to wreck good intentions.
He doesn’t recognize me. Doesn’t know the team nutritionist is the same woman who had her thighs wrapped around his face.
Now PR’s forcing us into a fake relationship to save his career. I should say no.
Should keep my distance. Should tell him the truth.
Because the truth I’m holding won’t stay buried for long. Not when I’m carrying the one thing that could change everything.
His baby.
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