However, when she attends a Bastards and Dangerous concert with her best friend Belle, her world shifts on its axis.Double trouble…Sawyer and Noah Weston are the front men of BAD. They’re fraternal twins and sexy as sin. When they hear the author of The O Factor is in their green room, they’re intrigued. She’s just the person they need to write their farewell story. The brothers offer Amelia the opportunity of a lifetime, which she reluctantly accepts.Three hearts…Noah is sweet and considerate, working hard to make Amelia feel at home on the road. Unfortunately, the closer they get, the more obnoxious Sawyer becomes. Sawyer is arrogant and distant and he wants Amelia, even though she’s not his for the taking. Only during stolen moments does Sawyer show her who he really is.Can Amelia maintain a safe distance from Sawyer and keep her heart intact? Or will she shatter Noah’s heart by giving hers to his brother instead?Just an Illusion – Side A is the first book in The Illusion Series.Reading order of The Illusion Series: Just an Illusion - Side A Just an Illusion - The B SideJust an Illusion - EPJust an Illusion - Unplugged

     Wait, let me back up. I'm Kellan McGuire, and I'm a rockstar in hiding, at least for the weekend. Enter Maggie Kelly, the famed Kelly virgin - AKA my small hometown's favorite good girl. Did I mention she's really good? And I'm so...not. Except Maggie isn't a virgin any longer. She actually just went through a rough breakup due to her ex's penchant for strippers.  And I don't want to be a rockstar this weekend. Not with her. I just want to be Kellan, the wolf to her Little Red Riding Hood. The guy who shows her all the dark, dirty things she never dared to dream. In return, she gave me something I never dared to dream about either - a baby. A family. Our family, if I can convince her I'm worth the risk. Author's note: this book may be called Rockstar Daddy, but the emphasis is on lots of babymaking practice, laughter, a few tears, and a serious case of insta-love.

    Yes, I checked).I’m not necessarily a cougar yet, but closer to cougar than high school girl.He’s hot, and by hot, I mean holy crap. And by holy crap, I mean, when I first saw him, I thought he was twenty-one. Minimum. But he’s not twenty-one. He’s eighteen and off limits. But he has this back and these shoulders and everything about him is yummy and I just want to touch him. Once.

    . . the heart’s greatest librarian.The average song is three and a half minutes long; those three and a half minutes could lead to a slow blink, a glimpse of the past, or catapult the soul into heart-shattering nostalgia.At the height of my career, I had the life I wanted, the life I’d always envisioned. I’d found my tempo, my rhythm. Then I received a phone call that left me off key.You see, my favorite songs had a way of playing simultaneously. I was in love with one man’s beats and another’s lyrics. But when it came to the soundtrack of a life, how could anyone choose a favorite song? So, to erase any doubt, I ditched my first-class ticket and decided to take a drive, fixed on the rearview.Two days.One playlist.And the long road home to the man who was waiting for me.

    They went hand in hand; just like we did. The pain of the past encompassed my soul. It was on a path to destroy me—that was if I didn’t do it myself first.I was drowning in the depths of my sorrow, trying to push through each day to get to the next. And then he turned up. There was a time when he was the only beam of light within the darkness.But he snatched that away when he left and forgot all about me. Only now he was back, and standing at the front of my World History class.Cade Easton was no longer the charming sixteen year old who never failed to put a smile on my face. Instead, he was my new teacher.They said there was nothing quite like your first love. That all consuming feeling—the infatuation.It should have mattered that I was his student, but it didn’t. And neither did the eight year age gap.Age was just a number.Time which would pass us both by. Lines blurred.Rules were broken. And there was nothing that could stop us.Until my past resurfaced and threatened to demolish everything we’d built. With Cade by my side, I was sure I’d conquer everything. I just hoped he stayed there.A thousand steps separated us, but nothing could keep us apart.Or could it?Defy Fate is book one in the Fated Duet. A two-part, angst-filled, all-consuming, captivating story of forbidden love.

    For as long as Stone can remember, Willow has been his music – the notes that weave his soul together. His rhythm. Until he threw her away. All he has left is a handful of pills and a few lines of powder to make him forget her. And he tries, over and over. Clean and ready to make things right, he’s faced with the fact that Willow’s moved on. She’s not the same girl he cast aside. Willow’s a woman sure about her purpose in life. Sure about who she’s meant to love. Stone may be lost without his rhythm, but Willow has found so much more.

    He doesn’t have fancy clothes. He doesn’t carry around the latest smartphone and he definitely doesn’t have an MP3 player. Instead, he goes to school, does his chores and dreams of a new life away from Brookfield where he’s expected to follow in his blue collar family’s footsteps. Hadley Carter is America’s Pop Princess. A successful recording artist living her dream with a sold-out tour and a handful of Grammy’s there isn’t much that she wants for, except love. But finding love on the road is near impossible when all she longs for are romantic dinners, a nighttime stroll on the beach and holding hands with someone who isn’t going to exploit her. When a chance encounter introduces Ryan to Hadley, will he be like her adoring fans looking for a way in, or will it be Hadley who pursues Ryan even though it might cost her the only career she's known.Lost in You is a story about following your dreams, taking risks and getting lost in love.

    Now, though, she’s back in their hometown of Shelton Bay, South Carolina, at the same time Conner’s band Dirty B. is home on a tour break.Sofie Callahan has spent the months since her father’s death avoiding anything to do with her hometown. But with her brother in Afghanistan, she has no choice but to return and sort out her father’s house, even if it means facing the boy she fell in love with and revealing the reason she left.Conner has questions, and when his broken heart and her guilty one collide, Sofie has to start answering them. Their present is rocky, their future unknown. Only one thing is certain: Sofie’s daughter will change everything.

    Long haired, tattooed and tall as an Irish giant. He was more than just handsome, he was drop dead gorgeous. And the only one who ever truly cared. It didn’t matter to him that my father was a criminal and my mother a whore. He saw me, understood me. I could be anything I wanted, he said. Except his. Because I was too young and he was my Juvenile Liaison Officer. Diarmuid It’s been years since I last saw her. No longer a girl, she has a body of a woman. When our eyes met again, I saw the only one who ever broke through my asshole mask. She never judged me. She saw me, accepted me. She could be anything she wanted. Except mine. Cause she’s only seventeen and I’m trying my hardest not to fall for her. If I give in, she will ruin me. This is a slow-burn, angsty love story spanning across a seven-year time period with sexual situations and drug-use involving characters under the age of eighteen. Irish Kiss is a complete standalone novel with a Happily Ever After, but damn, it is going to hurt along the way.

    Car thief. Heartbreaker extraordinaire.Rooke Blackheath has spent enough time in juvie to know that he really doesn’t want to go to jail. The food sucks, the clothes itch, and there are absolutely no women in sight. Well…none he wants to fuck, anyway. He should probably stop boosting cars, but the money is stellar and the high is out of this world. And why should he turn his back on something that sets his soul on fire anyway? The answer to that question comes in an unexpected form: a petite five-foot-three firecracker named Sasha who refuses to give him the time of day no matter how thick he lays on the charm. Rooke’s not easily deterred, though. Just like the watches he builds from scratch, Rooke knows all too well how women tick. Women are a game to him. A game he always wins. Sasha doesn’t stand a chance.***Sasha Cross’s life has been permanently derailed since her son died five years ago. You wouldn’t know it to look at her, of course. She has a great job, a beautiful house, and caring friends. Every week, she hosts a book club featuring the sexiest, most romantic stories on the planet, and every week she falls for a new fictional knight in shining armor. Fictional men are perfect, though. They don’t hurt you. They don’t break your heart. They don’t cheat on you after your child dies, and they rarely ever leave the toilet seat up. When Rooke Blackheath shows up at Sasha's workplace, it’s clear he’s nothing like the men who grace the pages of Sasha's favorite books. Dangerous, arrogant, sharp-tongued and sarcastic, Rooke’s not the kind of guy she needs in her life. Not to mention the fact that he’s eleven years her junior. They don’t live in different worlds. As far as Sasha is concerned, Rooke lives in a different galaxy altogether. She’d like to keep it that way, but fate appears to have other plans.When Cinderella lost her shoe, Prince Charming showed up at her door. When Sasha Cross loses her book, an entirely different kind of rogue comes a-knocking.

    Faking the truth was a whole lot harder. * Lord Ivan de Greystoke Don’t let my fancy title fool you because I'm a bad boy. I've always been. Now I've set my sights on Tawny Maxwell the one woman who stirs a possessiveness and desire in me that makes my insides twist. She's nineteen, blonde, fabulously beautiful, and married to Robert Maxwell. Which makes her a gold digger and my f**king stepmother! Oh and completely unavailable ... until now. For the old man’s dead, she’s the heiress of a hundred million fortune, and I’m the executor of her trust, but it ain't no walk in the park. My stepbrother and stepsisters feel robbed and are of the opinion that she should join her husband a.s.a.p, and I’ve got a raging hard-on. Permanently. Then I come up with the perfect solution. A fake marriage ... to me. Tawny Maxwell Everyone thinks I’m a gold digger. Even the dazzlingly, beautiful man whom I can't stop thinking about looks at me with distrust and suspicion in his silver eyes. But they don’t know the whole story. I have a secret. It's so big it will blow their minds, but I’m not telling. Never...

    My head and my heart have been falling for Jesse Kingston since I was just a schoolgirl. He’s sinfully sexy, and I get to spend my days flirting and dancing in his new music video.The chemistry between us is explosive, but it’s just work—that is, until he proposes a weekend together. I’m all for a sex-filled romp with the dirty-talking rockstar. But what starts out as fun and games turns into something bigger than either of us bargained for.Now he wants more. He wants everything, and he’s not taking no for an answer.Can a schoolgirl crush turn into a happily ever after or am I destined for heartbreak?

    All I had to do was get her attention and the rest would take its course.What I didn’t plan was my reaction the first time she spoke.“Are you okay?”Three little words…That’s all it took for her to steal my breath and shatter every thing I’d expected.She was supposed to be a spoiled socialite, a pampered princess, an elite heiress— anything other than the striking beauty that blew my misconceptions to pieces.One kiss and I became obsessed.One night and I became addicted.One month and she became my world.Suddenly, my plan wasn’t so perfect.To her, I am sunset kisses, whispers of seduction, and promises of forever.It’s all a lie…I’m Lawson Hall.My name and reputation speaks for itself as one of the most successful architects in the industry. Conceited, arrogant, egotistical, ruthless— I’ve earned it all.In reality, I’ve bided my time, done my job, and waited my turn.Now is my chance.Greer thinks we met by accident, but she’s wrong.Once the lies are exposed, will the truth be enough?Don't forget to join the Liar's Lair for updates, news, and chances to win advanced copies: https://t.co/uGmd1FzIqp https://t.co/pjPsM95hwo

     Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions. But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing. Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think. Or maybe I'm not so guilty ... Full Length Standalone Novel, 85,000+ words

    Rockstar. Bad boy. Heartbreaker. My best friend’s ex. Signing on as the headliner for his band was our chance, We could make it big if I could just resist temptation. I could stay away, keep my distance, It would be easy, I told myself. Boy, was I wrong. Dead wrong.