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As they are forced together by a series of increasingly ridiculous domestic disasters, Elara realizes that Julian isn't a "d*ck" at all—he’s just a man who has been burned as badly as she has. The story shifts from a comedy of errors into a slow-burn romance where Elara has to figure out if she’s actually attracted to the chaos, or if she’s finally found the one person who can ground her.

Elara’s hilarious internal monologue about her bad luck with men.

Julian acts tough, but he’s gone for her by chapter three.

Should we focus more on the of her past, or dive straight into the tension between her and the grumpy plumber?

While attempting to fix a leak in her cabin, she manages to accidentally flood her kitchen. When she calls the only emergency plumber in town, she expects a grizzled old man named Silas. Instead, she gets Julian Thorne. Julian is everything Elara is trying to avoid: dark hair, brooding eyes, and a mysterious past that practically radiates "red flag."

Elara Vance doesn’t have a type; she has a magnetic field. It doesn’t matter if she’s at a funeral, a high-stakes board meeting, or a literal convent—if there is a man with questionable morals and a jawline that could cut glass within a five-mile radius, he will find her. She is a "D*ck Magnet," and she’s had enough.


D*ck Magnet By — Ruby Rowe