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I couldn’t do broken. Broken is what he was. Broken is what I will always be. To his eyes, that held so much despair, I couldn’t look for long. To his fist, that clenched so tightly, like he was locking away the sorrow. To his lips, that never uttered a word, from the years of heartbreak. And despite it all, I couldn’t stay away from him. It was like he was drowning in an ocean, and I wanted to grab his face, and whisper to his lips, “Don’t forget to breathe.” This was how I fell for a man. A man who was so lovesick, I was afraid he would drown me in that same ocean he was lost in.

Do you see that woman holding a foreclosure notice in her hand and a screaming toddler at her feet? She doesn’t look happy, does she? Spoiler alert: she’s not. And it has nothing to do with the peanut butter and jelly sandwich she found in her couch cushions this morning, or that fact that her kid’s favorite words is c&#$. I’ll let you put the letters with the rest of that word, but, to fully to understand my frustration, you have to go back two weeks. That’s when my husband of six years died of a heart attack. And I’m not sad about it. Before you go thinking I’m an emotionless shit, understand that I was sad. Was being the key word.You see, dear friends, in those fifteen days since my husband died, I’ve met his girlfriend, who’s befriended me and to top it all off, it turns out, infidelity wasn’t the only thing he’s guilty of. He hadn’t paid our bills in four months.Now I’m forced to rent out the room above our garage. But there’s a hitch. The guy that rents it?My one-night stand from the night I found out my deceased husband had been cheating on me.The problem? He’s a college baseball player. And let me tell you, sister. Cason Reins, his name should come with a surgeon general warning. He’s everything I don’t need in my life. Not only does he walk around shirtless, have a dirty mind, that’s not the worst part. What is it, you ask? Other than him befriending my toddler? He knows how to throw a curve ball. He wants to… gulp . Date. Me.Now what the hell am I supposed to do?

Top 5 reasons I should stay away from Crispin Dalton: 1. He's been bullying me since the day I started at Wildwood Academy, the prestigious high school for young elites 2. He's the kind of jerk who thinks liking a girl means tugging on her hair (seriously, is this first grade?) 3. There's a scandal tying our families together in the most awful way, and his whole family hates me because of it 4. He's so far out of my league, he might as well be wearing a sign that says 'Don't look, touch or fantasize about me... or else' 5. He's kind of, sort of, dating my best friend... We've come a long way since being co-stars on my TV show. The boy I used to crush on obsessively isn't the nice guy anymore. No, he's the mean, cruel, evil bully who's dead set on ruining my life. And to top it all off, he's more off-limits than he ever has been. So, obviously, I shouldn't be crushing on Crispin, because he isn't the boy he used to be. No, no, no... he's even hotter now. And as it turns out, little old me can't resist a bully with a heart of gold. This is a full-length novel, part of the Lords of Wildwood series. Can be read as a standalone.

-protective hero -high heat, all the feels -characters with strong moral compass -super steamy in all the right ways -small town romance Rough and Tumble I’ve played it safe my whole damn life. After one night with Abby, I have someone to fight for. A reason to risk it all. Rough Deal She needs me like I’ve never been needed before. My family doesn’t understand my love for her. My secret keeps me up at night. Something must give before it all breaks. Rough Waters For my birthday I’ve requested one thing — alone time. When I arrive at the family cabin, I find we have a new neighbor. A shirtless, muscular, and ridiculously handsome neighbor. Hey, maybe this will be the best birthday ever...

I never wanted to sell my blood for money. But that’s what I end up doing after an alien merchant abducts me and dumps me on O’nagga Nine. When I run into Baron Vik’tor and he takes a liking to me, it seems like my luck has turned. But the Baron is a powerful man and there are people in his life that want me dead. Will I survive being The Baron’s Bride? Natalie Hale hates her life. You would too if an alien merchant abducted you and then dumped you on a distant planet where it’s so cold even the buildings and infrastructure are made of ice. To survive, Natalie has to sell her blood, which is the only commodity she has. Because the inhabitants of O’nagga Nine, where she’s living, need blood to survive, she manages to make a meager living. But she’s barely scraping by until she literally runs into the Baron. Baron Vik’tor is the richest, most influential man on the planet. He’s also a half-breed—a Naggian/Braxian mix which means he has curling horns, blue tattoos, and a wicked temper whenever he thinks the woman he cares for is threatened. And it just so happens, he cares for Natalie. But Natalie’s personal Pretty Woman scenario can’t last long. The Baron is a powerful man and there are people in his life that don’t like her having influence on him. Some will even stop at nothing to kill her. Can Natalie survive being The Baron’s Bride? You’ll have to read to find out. Author's Note--This is book 6 in the Alien Mate Index series but it can be read as a stand alone book, though you might enjoy it more if you read books 1-5 first.

A Man Cave Standalone - HOT ROMANTIC COMEDY I just wanted an easy summer job… That didn’t happen. Now, I’m in a living nightmare as I work alongside this monster of a man with mesmerizing emerald eyes that look at me inappropriately every time I see him. To add insult to injury, he has a tan I just want to lick, and a butt worth drooling over every time he purposefully walks by me. But, he's an asshat, and looks are everything. I mean, aren't. LOOKS. ARE. NOT. EVERYTHING. Why do I have to keep reminding myself of this? His job is to clean, cook, and tend to the house we work in. That's why I call him the manservant. Oh, and because it drives him nuts. That's what he gets for torturing me. This is a story of little restraint, too much desire, questionable actions, no strength whatsoever, and the best sex I've ever had. The question is: Do I fall for this crude manservant whose idea of a fun time is to tie people up and do obscene things, or do I give him a taste of his own medicine? All I'm going to say is . . . Things get weird, twisted, then hot, then weird again, and—you get my drift. Go ahead and laugh. It might not be so funny if it happened to you. *A divine comedy filled with humorous satire and sexy moments that lead to a love that lasts—a perfect beach read if you enjoy romance.*

Scarlett:Blytheville, South Carolina—have you heard of it? No? Yeah, neither had I, until today. Want to know why? It’s in the middle of nowhere, and I’ve been given the ultimatum of either living on the street in Boston or accepting a job transfer down to this blank spot on the map where people say things like: “Bless Your Heart,” “Over Yonder,” and “I reckon.” Oh, and they don’t cuss, which makes survival a bit challenging for me with my flavorful vocabulary.I’ll cut to the chase. On day one of my new Southern lifestyle, I land myself in the hospital and meet Austin, one of the two nurses on staff. I would consider this guy absolutely gorgeous if I were into the whole tanned, smokey-blue eyes, and messy sex-hair look, but I’m … not. Okay, I’m lying. If Austin wasn’t my type before, he definitely is now. However, I was sort of rude to him. While I’m sure my first impression was probably my last, maybe I can turn on a little Southern charm (if I can figure out how to do that) and change his mind. Austin:This chick is crazy, hot as hell, and more wound up than a taunted wild animal. I might be out of my mind, but I’m intrigued by her short temper and lack of filter. She thinks I’m just funny and sweet as pie, which I know annoys her, but she hasn’t spent time with me outside of work yet, so she doesn’t know I can dish out more than she can take. Miss Scarlett thinks she’s tough and intimidating because she’s from big, bad Boston, but she’s about to learn how things really go down in the South.The question is, will Scarlett and Austin ever see to eye-to-eye, or will they give up the fight long enough to see what they’ve been missing?

When you play with fire, you're bound to get BURNED.. Katie: He is a very bad man. There is nothing good about him… Unless you count the things he does to me between the sheets. Those are good, very good. Everything else about him is bad to the core. One drunken night of bone-melting sex should have been the end of it—especially since I woke up alone. Until he shows up at my door complete with handcuffs. I hate him for what he’s doing. Too bad my body can’t resist him. Torch: She has a body that makes men beg. I had to have her. I didn’t realize one night with her would be a drug---one I’d crave over and over. Katie’s past brings me to her door. I should walk away. I can’t. My President asked me to do this job and technically, I am. I’m doing her against the wall, in the shower, on the counter, the table and occasionally even the bed. The heat between us is intense and white-hot like an open flame. I can’t walk away, even for my President, the man I swore to follow into hell. I warned her I am no one’s happily ever after. I’m too dark. I’m more of a nightmare. She chose to play with fire. I did too. It’s too late, now we’ll both be BURNED Book contains a HEA for the main characters inside. It is a continuation of Book 1 of the Devil's Blaze MC, Captured. It's a full length novel of over 74k in length.

Once upon a time, a girl saved my life. I was p*ss-drunk, high as a kite, and about to jump from a bridge. She stopped me. I told her to f*ck off. Exactly how all great love stories start. A year later, I met her again. Sober this time, after yet another stint in rehab. She’s still pretty, still a spitfire, still lights up a room when she walks in. And she doesn’t realize I’m the guy from the bridge. Frankie doesn’t know anything about me or my past. She doesn’t know I’m a former rock star or an ex-junkie. She doesn’t know that two years ago, someone died and it was my fault. She doesn’t need to know. She’s got problems of her own, and they’re what keep her coming back to see me time and again, even when we both know she shouldn’t. I should be staying far, far away from this girl, but it’s like telling water to flow uphill. Can’t be done. Frankie and I may be going down in flames, but we’ll be going down together. Ever After is a full-length, standalone novel.

In a world where women are seen as a commodity to barter, Alaska promised a sanctuary. But to stay, I have to enter the wife lottery. Six men, one wife . And I have no say in who those men will be. It's more than a game of chance--it's my life falling into the hands of strangers. But the men who win my hand are ruggedly handsome and promise to protect me until death do us part. Fallon and his strong will. Giles and his protective streak. Salinger and his easy smile. Banks and his intellect. Emerson and his faith. Huxley and his charm. I want them all, each for a different reason. My body is awake, my heart beats wild. But I'm also a woman running from a past that's catching up. Fast. My father is coming for me and he'll make my husbands pay--and that's not a gamble. That's a guarantee. *The Wife Lottery is book one of a six book series. Passion and suspense fill the pages of this dystopian romance. The world as we know it may be over, but Tia and her six men of Alaska aren't giving up without a fight.