For years, that was their holiday, the one that they always spent together. Now he's in America on business and they're taunting him from across the pond. Gareth decides to grab a pint in a quiet Irish pub, hoping that a Guinness will make him feel less homesick. No one prepared him for how he'd feel when he met the woman he wasn't looking for. Caitlin Shepherd works as a bartender in her uncle's pub. She doesn't know what she wants out of life, and ever since her parents and sister died, she hasn't felt whole. That is until a brooding man with a strong Irish accent walks in and sits at her bar with a look that fills her with promises she didn't know she needed.

    I've seen some crazy stuff as a bouncer. I thought I'd seen it all.But I've never seen anything like her. Just one look and I knew my life was never going to be the same. She's sweet, innocent, and looking for trouble.She found it.I'm big and mean and more trouble than she ever imagined. I'm going to mess up all her carefully laid plans. And I'm going to make her mine.SarahI'm a careful girl. Life is too dangerous not to be. I have a plan. Goals. And none of them include an overly-muscled, tattooed, possessive bouncer with an eye patch from the road house just outside of city limits.I just wanted one night off from being perfect, boring, and careful.He's too much man for a girl like me. Too intense. Too visceral.But I don't think he's going to let me go.Author's Confession: I don't even know if this could happen in real life. Luckily, it's a book. That means the hot, tatted, beardy bouncer can totally take one look at the virgin college student studying actuarial science and know he's going to marry the sh!t out of her. Right?

    Date a girl for a month and don’t lose my fancy sports car.It was supposed to be easy.She's my complete opposite and my worst nightmare.But her sweet innocence intrigues me,and now I’m trying my best not to fall for her.I’m in too deep, chasing down her past demons.And when I find out she has a stalker,f*k the bet, I vow to protect her at all costs. No more faking it, she’s mine!

    The last thing she needs is a sexy, bearded lumberjack complicating her life. Tree house builder, environmental champion, and Bulldog owner Marcus Anderson has no patience for flatlanders with an attitude. But when landscape designer Ami Jordan shows up at his log cabin, he suddenly develops a hankering for a high-maintenance city gal. Now his house looks like a jungle, his recycling is in disarray, and his libido's on fire.He's a lumberjack in love.Free Epilogue available for download: https://drive.google.com/file/d/0BwxA...

    At least it’s not my brother’s best friend. Or my best friend’s brother. Or… never mind. It’s all pretty cliche. And worse? My boss’ best friend is his business partner. Which sort of makes him my boss too. Okay - it’s not sort of. It’s definite. Gabe Laurent is off limits. Totally off limits. Which is fine. I make do with my imagination. He’ll never know. Ever. Unless my work bestie passes me an eighties-style teen movie sex quiz during a meeting and I fill it out. And it ends up in Gabe’s hands… *** Please Note *** Wrong - Sophie's Story Right - Everly's Story Fling - Sandra's Story Trust - Chloe's Story - November 8, 2016 Each book can be read on it's own, but TRUST takes place 6 months after the first three books. Characters from those first three books appear in TRUST, living their happily ever afters.

    "I'm claiming you as mine, right here, right now." SILAS I want a wife who knows what it means to live off the grid, cook my food, and keep my bed warm. In exchange, I'll give her a lifetime of happiness in the form of my c*ck. But d*mn, Everly's more than I bargained for and I don't think she has any idea what it means to be mine. Hell, I wanted a wife, but I'm not sure I know how to live with a woman. EVERLY Did I expect to be a mail-order bride at twenty-two? No. But honestly, my life could be a helluva lot worse. The agency says this Alaskan mountain man is rich, hot as heck, and willing to pay off my student loans. I'm crossing my fingers he's everything I signed up for. But I may be a little over my head. Mostly because I'm marrying a stranger and also because I've never dated. Period. Clearly I have no clue how to be a wife ... but it's too late to back out now. *WARNING: This story features a mountain man who knows exactly what he wants. And how he wants it. Don't one-click if you want a tame mail order bride story ... this is a classic Frankie Love romance ... steamy as hell with a HEA.

     I’ll have her. I’ll worship her. The second Lexi steps into my life, she’s out of luck because I can’t let her walk out. Now to find a way to make her feel the same way. This is a fun, sexy, fast read full of hearts and flowers with insta-love and lust. Happy Valentine’s Day!

    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?

    Walking into a strip club and asking for an audition certainly qualifies as desperate, but when her mom's battle with cancer ends months before Angelica is due to start college, she doesn't feel like she has much choice. The moment Morgan Cadwell sees her on his stage, he knows she's the one woman who could make him break all the rules. There's no way he's going to let Angelica dance for other men, so he hires her as his live-in personal assistant instead.Morgan's offer lets Angelica keep her clothes on...but little does she know that, in the end, he'll make her bare her soul instead.

    Benjamin knows the girls like a man in uniform. But when he’s at the nightclub, Ben wants discretion. When a beautiful and curvy young woman comes to the club to watch the band, Benjamin only has eyes for her. Blog writer and introvert. Sarah agrees to take on a writing gig to review an up and coming band. Little does she know, it isn’t the band that makes an impact on her. She falls for the plain-clothes cop, and she falls hard.Welcome to San Francisco, home to the Boys In BlueBenjaminI love this town, and I love its people. The trouble with loving and being in love—well that’s a different story.I’m a police officer in the Golden City. I’m a person of flesh and blood and needs when I take off the uniform. I know sometimes it intimidates women. Sometimes they’re attracted, but never long enough to have a relationship.I wasn’t looking for love the night I went to the nightclub downtown to check out the new band. I didn’t intend anything out of the ordinary.That’s when I saw her. She wasn’t the typical club girl. She wasn’t interested in finding anyone special. When we met, for the first time in my life, I think San Francisco just got a whole lot more interesting.SarahThis isn’t my scene. I’m not interested in the hottest new band.But a girl has to eat and pay the rent. I’m a freelance writer and I only go to the club that night because the music blog paid for a story.I must endure; I must carry on, because I know in my heart things will change.I’m an introvert, and a realist, and the band isn’t terrible. I need a few words—enough to pay the bills until I hear back about my manuscript.I can’t get the feature story on the band. When I knew things were changing, I didn’t expect Benjamin. He’s a little older, he’s incredibly handsome. And for the first time in my life, I’m at a loss for words.A Steamy and Sweet short-story insta-love romance with an alpha police hero and younger curvy woman with an HEA. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating.

    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.

    I could be anyone. And then, suddenly, we're more than anyone. We're someone...When Abigail Trent agreed to write a letter to a soldier deployed overseas, she expected it to be a fleeting exchange. A friendly back-and-forth that ended barely after it began. She didn't expect Theodore LaRoux.It isn't strange that writing feels so good. It's right. Here's my secret: I like making you feel good...Abby didn't expect Roux to be a living fantasy, either--sexy, smart and strong enough to star in every one of her dreams. So, was it any wonder that when he asked for a photo, she sent one that would star in his dreams? The fact that it was a picture of someone else wouldn't be a problem. After all, it's not like they'd ever meet...right? Wrong.***Written On His Skin is a sexy, dirty 30,000-word novella featuring a set-the-pages-on-fire Cajun hero and the curvy girl who wins his heart. HEA guaranteed.

    Now I’m living as best I can and taking care of my son. I’d go to hell and back to protect him. So when richer-than-God Graham Porter walked into my life, I swore to myself that I wouldn’t let him seduce me. I had too much on the line, and I knew just how it would end. But God…his kisses are addicting, and his fingers know just where to touch me. Maybe I could indulge just once or twice. I just need to remember that at the end of the day, he was my boss, and he’d never fall in love with someone like me. Graham I’ve been burned by love before, and I know better than to get involved with my sexy-as-hell personal assistant. She’s got a kid, and I know she’s looking for that happily ever after. What women isn’t? But I can’t resist that perfect body and that sensuous mouth. But there’s something that Julie is keeping from me. A secret that could make even my empire fall. Warning: “Keeping Secrets from the Billionaire” contains adult language and situations. It is intended for mature readers. There is no cheating and a HEA is guaranteed.

    Instead, I’m distracted by the gruff and growly mountain man just down the road. He’s broody and built and begging to be taken down a few pegs.SlateEight years ago I abandoned my pro football career and escaped to the tiny mountain town of Rye Creek. It’s been my refuge—a safe place to hide out from the demons I left behind. Until Patience Ford walks into my bar and rocks my stable world. The curvy beauty challenges everything I thought I needed. But can I let go of my past and let her in?Meet the mountain men of Rye Creek and the curvy women who steal their wild hearts. The Matched with a Mountain Man series can be read as standalones. Each book features a happily-ever-after with no cheating and no cliffhangers.

    As an author of over fifty smut books, I was struggling to do what I did best. So, for fun, I asked one of my best online friends for some help. I really shouldn’t have done that… He wrote the scene far better than I ever could, and seven months of platonic, yet-flirty friendship were wiped away in ten minutes. He asked to meet me in person… We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends—since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist. When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him. But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be. It turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months was the last person I expected. The last person I should ever think about… He’s my dad’s best friend.