Tanner is a tall glass of water on a hot summer day, handsome didn’t even touch the surface and the way he gave me his rapt attention at my best friends wedding it was unbelievable until it was too good to be true. Yet, he never called and no girl ever wants to be forgotten.After too many days to count of blowing up everyone’s phone, I’d exhausted all efforts and was nowhere near close to finding Marlie’s real number. Yeah, I screwed that up but I’ll do anything I can to make things right and make her mine.

    Especially in Vegas.At least not when you think about them the next morning.Accessing a trust fund and having a baby are probably not the best reasons to get married.But last night, after more cocktails than I can remember, it sounded like a great plan:You marry me, so I can fulfill the requirements on inheriting billions.I’ll get you pregnant, so your dream of having a baby becomes reality.When drop dead gorgeous and off the charts arrogant Declan Carter suggests this deal, I’m all in.Under the condition that we’ll only stay married until I’m pregnant.Because the last thing on earth I want is to have this playboy be involved in my baby’s life.At least that’s what I thought, before we start living together.But the more I get to know Declan, the less our marriage feels like a fake.The way he smiles at me, touches me, kisses me.When I feel morning sickness creeping in, I can imagine us being a real family.For a brief moment, I hope that our story could go down Fairytale Lane…Until our secret deal is exposed. And everything is on the line.One Hot Fake features a sinful billionaire hiding secrets, an accidental Vegas ONS which results in a fake marriage - and a baby deal that makes things even more hilarious! Love, laughter, feels, and a HEA that will leave you swooning!One Hot Fake can be read as a stand-alone.

    

    She was distracting me at work, demanding I tell her all about the sexy-as-sin head-chef I was working for. I sent her a message declaring he looked “gorgeous enough to lick from top to bottom.”Then I set my phone on the counter.Then my boss picked it up.Then he read the screen… and I knew I was screwed.It’s bad enough having a crush on your boss. What am I supposed to do with him flirting heavily with me as we squeeze together in a hot kitchen, spending hours side by side?Never sleep with your boss. It’s the main rule.What happens when we break it?

    

    Yet, all could think about was Mutt, or at least that’s what they called her.To me, she was gorgeous and witty ... and perfect. She knew more duty than desire, more perseverance than passion, and more acquaintance than affection, but here was no way I’d ever want to change her. In fact, I was dying to show her the life she'd been missing, but first she'd have to trust me enough to tell me her real name.I wanted to plant roots, but I refused to clip her wings. Not when she was everything I’d been looking for and all the home I’d ever need.Roots and Wings is a standalone contemporary romance. If you're looking for a good time, then you've come to the right place. Welcome to Wynne.

    with you, doctor. When Doctor Ted Winters takes me to a sperm bank,I am supposed to be evaluating the qualities I want in a donor.But, all I am thinking about is,How about Doctor Winters as the… omg… We all deserve a second chance in life, right? Well, I know it’s not going to happen,I know what I did back then was unpardonable,And yet, I am dreaming about our future.  Dreaming about him rubbing my swollen pregnancy feet,Dreaming about him running out at midnight to satisfy my weird food cravings,Dreaming about him feeling my belly when the baby kicks. A high-school sweetheart, now my fertility doctor, and in the future… Well, who knows… Judge me all you want, Call me the queen of scandals, if you will!

    Cheesy as it may sound, Home really is where the heart is.But we’re all growing up, building cabins of our own, taking claim of our land. Things are changing.I feel that more than ever, when the winter winds sweep Abby into town.This wild, fierce beauty is everything I’m not.I own the hardware store, know everyone in this town by name, and am expected to settle down with someone local.Abby tumbled into town on a train, with nothing to her name, clutching her dog Hijinx, and holding onto her memory of Home from when she came through here years ago.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.But falling for her has no guarantees -- she could leave as fast as she came, taking my heart along with her.Coming Home to the Mountain is a new filthy-sweet, high heat series by Frankie Love featuring rugged mountain men who fall hard, fast and forever. And with the women they love at their side, they choose to put family first. In this series, Dad shows up. Sister’s remember to call, big brother’s always look out for you, and Mom knows to keep an extra seat at the table for Sunday dinner. Not every family is perfect -- and the Rough family has its own set of problems -- but at the end of the day, they know what matters: Coming Home.

    His lips are as sculpted as David. And his ego is the size of the Guggenheim.You know the type—wolfish smile and the gravity of a black hole. The kind of man who sucks all the air from the room the second he enters it. My cocky boss thinks this internship was wasted on me, and he doesn’t hesitate to let me know.But he’s wrong, and I’m going to prove it to him. If I can stay away from his devil lips, that is. Lips that cut me down and kiss me in the same breath, leaving me certain he’s on a mission to ruin my life.And maybe my heart.*A brand new STANDALONE romantic comedy full of steam, laughs, and heart by bestselling author Staci Hart*

    But when the veterinarian says my precious fur baby Wilson needs surgery, I need to come up with some cash and fast. After all, he’s the only family I have left. I mean, how bad could it be? I just have to be this stranger’s wedding date—no romance, no funny business, just pretend to be his girlfriend in front of his family. Just one weekend away and I’ll have the money I need. He seems pretty normal in his emails; no serial killer or pervert vibes.But now I’m sitting here, meeting up with this stranger for the first time, and who shows up? Robbie Marshall—the obnoxious, wise cracking, stupid handsome guy from my office. The guy whom I hate, and who hates me back. Turns out both of us using aliases has its drawbacks. But it’s too late to back out now. We’re both out of options. It’s just one weekend… right?

    My rules."Three years of celibacy was my life.But now Angela's presence makes things exceptionally.... hard .After the winter storm, she was supposed to be a temporary guest.But, Santa must have a sick sense of humor... I'm addicted to every inch of her.Her full breasts. Her curvy hips. Those sweet innocent eyes filled with untapped potential.The problem is I don't ask. I take. And if let myself loose....I'm afraid nothing will stop me from having all of her.

    

    Lauren must ask for help. Unfortunately, the only person who might be able to save her is a childhood sweetheart. How can she trust the man on the wrong side of the blood feud to secure her family’s legacy, when she couldn't trust him with her heart?Torn between Lauren and his father, Max walked away from an impossible choice. Misunderstandings and duplicity have kept him away. The safest thing for Lauren was to leave her alone. But with his father out to crush the last remaining Matthews and a centuries-old feud about to boil over, Max will move heaven and earth to help her, even if it means choosing love over family. With all the harm Max’s family has caused, can Lauren box up and bury the past to have a dream Christmas with Max? Or, will she need a Christmas miracle? Up to Snow Good is not your typical small-town, holiday romance. Angst and treachery hide in every corner. It’s a holiday Romeo and Juliet with a happy ending.

    Easy. Wear designer clothing and sip champagne? Don’t mind if I do. Flirting with Grant? It’s so delicious I should be paying him. Nothing can go wrong as long as I can keep my hands off of him. But that’s the hard part. And I do mean hard. Because Grant is sexy. And bossy. And surprisingly sweet, a real rarity in his pretentious family. Oops. I’m not as good at faking it as I thought. Or maybe they call this method acting. Because it’s getting harder to figure out where my character ends and I begin… It just might be the role of a lifetime. Weekend Wife is a standalone romantic comedy with a sexy billionaire, a sassy heroine, and a Happily Ever After.