She spends her days doing singing telegrams for extra cash, but she never expected to be sent out to perform for the world’s most famous composer. And definitely not in a skimpy Greek goddess outfit. How is she supposed to keep it together when every part of her is screaming for him to take her? Theo Hayes is a recluse. He just wants to be left alone to work on his next big movie score. He’s even grumpier than usual because he’s in a bit of a rut. But when his brother sends him a singing telegram for inspiration, he finds his muse and plans to never let her go. Keeping her for his very own is the only option.Warning: We’ve teamed up with Fiona Davenport to give you an epic symphony for your lady business. What’s better than two authors working you over? How about four? If you want insta-love with all the safety and security of a happily ever after, then jump in bed with us. There’s room for more!

    But when I track my target into the desert, she’s… a hairdresser? I need to get out of this life. But first, I need money, so I take one last job--a hit on the notorious Viper.The Viper is evil. Unhinged. She’s killed hundreds of innocents. But when I track her to the desert, she’s… on vacation?This isn’t the Viper. It’s some poor gorgeous doppelganger who floors me with a single blink of her doe eyes.But I’m not the only one with a case of mistaken identity. And the desert is a dangerous place.I hope the hairdresser likes big, brutal hitmen. Because I’m her ticket to survive. Desert Target is a short and steamy instalove story with an OTT possessive alpha hero and the innocent heroine who’s stumbled into disaster.

    Love Child caters to wealthy bachelors who’ve been unsuccessful in creating a family through traditional means. Despite Love Child being an unconventional route to take, the conception takes place exactly the way nature intended. Nearing forty and still single, Abel has accepted he won’t meet the right woman to marry and have a family with, so Love Child is his last hope for becoming a father. He’s gone through the files of the potential donors and handpicked one perfect candidate to create his baby with. The moment he comes face to face with Adeline Matthews, Abel knows she’s the one. But not just the one he’s hoping to make a baby with. She’s the one he’s hoping to create a family with.

    Dumb move, huh? Also, Jonah is ten years younger than me—and he’s here on holiday, while I’m supposed to be working on finishing my novel.He’s broken, somehow, and I wish he’d trust me enough to help him. I hate the pain in his eyes, and the way his secrets threaten to tear us apart before we’ve even begun.Am I just a holiday fling? Or can I make him believe that we can be more?***** “OMG!! this book was wonderful!!! It had just the right about of drama and romance.. not to mention the smutty parts :)” ~AmyH, Goodreads reviewerPreviously published as Crash Into Love

    Watched over me. Protected me. Though he’s older than me, I’ve always seen him as someone I can relate to on every level. He still sees me as a little girl, so I tell myself I have to let him go. Then the world comes crashing down on me. And where do I run? Right into his open arms. Now that I’m grown up, I want him to see me as more than the little girl he used to dote on. I want him to see me as the woman who loves him with every breath I take.She’s always had a place in my heart. When she was little, I loved spoiling her. As she got older, I was happy to be a shoulder for her to lean on. And when she was all grown up? That’s when I realized I needed distance, that I couldn’t trust myself around her. She’s too young, too innocent, too everything-I’m-not. That doesn’t stop me from keeping tabs on her, though. Watching her every move from afar. Until one day she comes running, and I finally let myself hope for more. But can she love the man who’s kept her at arm’s length the past few years? Or will she run again when she finds out all I’ve done to make her mine?

    As mayor of the sweet little town, I don’t have time for romance or dating.That all changes when my life becomes a sit-com.My good deed is coming back to bite me in the rear. When I offered to dog-sit my sister’s Rottweiler, I had no idea Bruno could jump my fence.Now, my new neighbor is suing me for puppy support, and I don't even own a dog.During his escape from captivity, the canine Casanova corrupted Bridgett Parker’s pooch, and it’s all caught on camera. My stunning new neighbor is livid and demanding that someone pay. That someone would be me, but I plan to give her way more than she’s demanding.You see, the first time I laid eyes on Bridgett, she stole my heart, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine. Forever. Even if I have to become a doggy daddy to eight Rottweiler-Beagle puppies.I’m Moving Fast because no single female stays unattached for long in Spring, Florida, and I'm not letting anyone else steal Bridgett away from me.If you like over-the-top, insta-love romance that’s heavy on the humor and light on the drama, this short romance is the perfect story for you.This small town is paradise. Beautiful beaches, year-round warm weather and friendly neighbors. There’s only one thing missing—single ladies. It’s Raining Men in Spring, Florida and the lonely residents are hungry to find their soulmates.During the month of April, some of your favorite instalove authors are bringing you stories set in this fictional town where the men significantly outnumber the ladies. Come meet us in Spring to find your next book boyfriend.

    Sees it hurtling straight at him like a goddamn torpedo. Maybe it’s a bad poker bet, a wrong turn in a terrible neighborhood, or one line of coke too many. Mine is a redhead. I advertised for a magician’s assistant and this sweet, little thing walked in the door. But I ain’t no magician. I need my redhead for far more nefarious purposes. Imagine my surprise when she comes along willingly, in need of a protector. And I’m the only man for the job because I will kill to keep her safe…and in my bed where she belongs.

    Marriage. College. A family. Slowly, though, life moved forward and left her at a standstill. Until the lawn boy barges into her world. Bossy. Big. Sexy as hell. A virile young male to remind her she’s all woman. Too bad she’s twice his age. Too bad he doesn’t care. She’s older and wiser and more mature. Which means absolutely nothing when he’s invading her space. ***All characters are of legal age.***

    And if I still wanted a man after I saved myself, he’d be more than willing to give that man his blessing.Now I’m in my mid-thirties and I’m still saving myself, one failed date after another.I don’t know if it’s the grease under my fingernails from working on bikes all day, or if it’s the fact I’m taller than most of them. There’s just something about me that doesn’t earn a callback. Maybe I saved myself so well I don’t need a man at all?Deciding that being single and awesome isn’t so bad, I pack up my apartment and abandon the city, looking for a tree change and a quieter life.But small towns notice when giant women move in, and it isn’t long before I’m the center of the latest gossip involving some rather outdated thinking. It’s nothing I haven’t heard before, but the sting is still the same, which is why I take my Harley out to clear my head.I didn’t realize I was heading onto someone else’s land.I also didn’t realize the rumble of my engine would frighten the grazing cattle.And I definitely didn’t realize how much bulls hate motorcycles.Lucky for me, Austin Cassidy realized all those things and came to my rescue.With his big strong arms, and a smile I’d sell my Harley to see more of, my cowboy hero is the first man I’ve ever met who makes me feel small—he’s also the only person in this town who doesn’t treat me like an outsider.It’s not long before I’m wondering if my dad had it all wrong. Maybe being saved by a man—or a very attractive cowboy—isn’t so bad, after all.

    I want him to see me as a woman.IronMaddy’s always been mine. Even if I couldn’t have her.But when she has a run-in with one of my rivals, all bets are off.No one is going to hurt her. My club and I will protect her until it’s my last breath.And then I’m going to make her mine.Dear Reader,I love to read MC romances. I’ve just always enjoyed reading about the tightness of the MC brothers and the way they love their women. I love it so much that I have always wanted to write one. However, being a short story romance author, it seemed impossible to build an in-depth storyline like most MC romance series, but I wanted to give it a try. Therefore, I present to you my version of an MC romance. I’m borrowing the term MC Lite from Frankie Love. It is heavy on the motorcycle club sense of family, it has lots of alpha men and the curvy women that love them. However, it is a little lite on the drama and most violence is handled off-page. I sincerely hope you like it. XX,HopeThis is a Steamy, Sweet, Short Story Romance. No Cliffhangers. This is the seventh story in the Exiled Guardians MC Series. If you love short romances with insta love, hot love scenes, and a sweet story, then this one is for you.

    I was a star, a stud, the envy of all men. After that life, coaching high school basketball should be a piece of cake. But there’s just one problem: Katie. She’s gorgeous, she’s spellbinding, she’s barely legal, and worst of all, she’s a student. Katie looks like she just stepped out of a magazine. Her curves drive me wild, and when I’m not around her, I can’t stop thinking about her, and the best part about Katie, is she has no idea the power she has over me. I can’t control myself any longer. I have to have her and I don’t care what the consequences are. I’m going to take her and make her mine. Coach Steele is a stand alone, steamy short read, stuffed with tons of romance and enough heat to melt your Kindle! And of course, Autumn Avery style, no cheating and a guaranteed HEA!

    He’s ripped, rugged, and raw. Too bad he’s my dad’s best friend and totally off-limits. At least, I think so… When I head home from college for some peace and quiet while my parents are out of town, a string of robberies leaves me scared and all alone. There’s only one man I can call. And only one man who can protect me. Turns out, there’s one thing he can’t protect me from. His c*ck. Lock me up, sheriff, and throw away the key. I’ve been a very, very bad girl.

    The hell I lived through with my drug-addicted parents led me to the Marine Corps. Committing my life to my country was easy. My brothers were my family--all I had and all I needed. I wasn’t looking for her, but I should have known life had other plans.It led me to her.From the moment we met, I knew he was different--I just didn’t realize he'd change my life. He was a guy on leave, an acquaintance. Until he was something more, something unforgettable. I never imagined he'd leave ten days later, taking a piece of me with him. Then again, maybe I did know. I just didn't care.He was worth it.

    Our fathers were best friends, but that didn't mean a thing to us. It seemed like he lived to prank me, and I always responded with anger.On the first day of preschool, he'd dumped a pail of sand down the back of my favorite yellow dress. In tenth grade, he started a rumor that I had a virginity pact with Jesus. It took almost the whole year for someone to tell me why no guys ever looked at me. It wasn't that I wanted to date anyone, but it would've been nice not to be avoided like the plague.When I moved back to our hometown after college, I was ready to turn over a new leaf where Jackson was concerned. It was time to deal with the feelings I had for him. He wasn't hard to find. Within hours of my return he was serenading me with Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give You Up at the Olive Garden.Later that night I turned over the Wheel of Fortune card... and Madam Aria explained that Jackson Howell was my destiny.

     He found her. He’s keeping her. No one, not even her, is going to keep him from doing just that.