And insta-love? Nah. That's the real trick. Now, if you ask me about insta-lust? Well then… I might say give me a double slice of that with a whipped cream topping.He's that kind of crazy gorgeous. Deep brown eyes, muscles for days and long thick…everything.When the tall, bearded and broad-shouldered Marine walks into my diner Halloween night I stay firm to my no-man rules, but he's armed with a sweet treat kind of offer—one weekend, no strings, and pumpkin pie.It's hard to say no to the beast of a man now that the nights are getting cooler and the fireplace beckons.And the worst thing? His wicked tongue knows how to get me to agree to just about anything.But a forever? It has to be a trick, but he's promising me only sweet, autumn nights as long as he can have all the Kandy he can eat.Author's naughty note: Pumpkin pie, fireplace snuggles and all the whipped cream you can handle await you inside. He's the Marine and she's the sweet virgin treat welcoming him home. As always with a Penelope Wylde book, you'll get the filthy, naughty bits you crave with the perfect happily ever after you love.The leaves are falling from the trees, the nights are growing darker — and love is in the chilly autumn air! Join thirteen authors for Hunky Halloween, a sexy-spooky contemporary romance series. Get ready for magical meet-cutes, costumed crushes, and all the over-the-top love you can handle because these stories are bringing the Halloween heat!

    Every soft blink, every dimpled smile, every bubbly laugh out of her perfect lips is a reminder of what I can never have. Eight years ago, I made a mistake. I promised her brother, my best friend, that I’d never bring her into my world. A promise I regret with every breath in my body. But then one night, Kenna walks into the dark club, hiding behind a mask and a false sense of security. She thinks this is anonymous and once I get my hands on her, I can’t resist giving her exactly what we both want. I just have to pray that she’ll be able to forgive me once she realizes who I am.KennaJonas has a secret. My sexy-as-sin boss thinks he’s sneaky, that no one notices him slipping away. On his nights off, he trades out that worn out ball cap and faded flannel for a dark suit. He tosses a duffle bag into the back of his truck, and he’s gone. He thinks no one sees him, but I do. I see everything he does. Sure, following him and prying into his personal life is probably wrong but I’m dying to know what he’s up to. Never could I have imagined the secret he’s been keeping. A secret that brings my deepest fantasies to the surface. A secret with the potential to change both of our lives forever.

    Chunky, thick, beautiful – I embraced my curves just waiting for the right thunder god to come along and rock my world. Then Gunnar Larsson strode his tall, blonde, Viking butt through my bar doors. My thighs awaited his plunder. Walking into Ella Bronze's bar was the best decision I'd made all year. Fuck, all decade. The gorgeous bombshell had curves for days – the kind that made me drool. There was no way this seductive siren was escaping. Looked like it was time to do what my ancestors did best – take what I wanted. Warning: This over-the-top piece of fluff is inspired by big thighs, sexy Vikings and a desire to have your pussy plundered. Get thee a Viking and settle in – this instalove story will blow you right off course.