Paranormal Romance

The Impossible Romance of Unrequited Love

In today’s world, where assertiveness is prized and self-expression is practically a life skill, the notion of someone being secretly in love and saying absolutely nothing about it feels… off. Unrealistic, even.

But for argument’s sake, let’s say such a person exists. Someone who loves another deeply, completely, without ever breathing a word.

Here’s the problem: how do you keep it secret?

Because real love, the kind that makes your pulse skitter and your heart do the stupid thing in your chest every time they walk into the room—that kind of love leaks.

It shows up in your eyes, your voice, your every bloody expression.

Smell the Coffee? What About That Turkey Stuffing?

Hot plum pudding with brandy sauce. Pumpkin pie, fresh out of the oven, melting into the custard. Home-baked cookies, or a cake cooling on the counter. You can smell them before you even see them.

Or maybe it’s red wine steeped with cinnamon and cloves—the siren song of mulled wine calling you home on a winter’s night.

Croissants in Paris, still warm, with real butter and even more real European coffee—dark, rich, and blessed with that smoky caramel scent you only get from beans grown halfway across the world.

Roasts. Gravy. Toasted bread. Spiced fruit. Deep-fried anything.

Why I Jump Across So Many Romance Sub-Genres

From SRP Author Tracy Cooper-Posey: If you’ve been around my books long enough (and if you haven’t—welcome!), you might have

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