Jessa Graff loved her job at the Jasper Lake Chamber of Commerce. She spent her days promoting the town she grew up in and never wanted to leave. When a detour on the nearest highway brought more traffic to town, she was ecstatic to see the influx of visitors, especially one in particular who caught her attention. Jasper Lake drew in Landon Reeves from the first time he drove through. Its serene, picturesque settings spoke to his weary soul. Life hadn’t been the same since his parents came back into his life. His siblings might have forgiven them, but he knew better. It was only a matter of time before they packed up and left again. When Landon meets Jessa, they share an immediate connection, but as they spend time together, the depths of his childhood wounds surface. Can he overcome the pain of abandonment and see that he was born to love, not leave? Jasper Lake Series: Not This Time- Prequel- ASIN: B01IFCYS2K- Drew and Amie Born to Love- Book One- ASIN: B079V68BNW- Landon and Jessa A Love This True- Book Two- ASIN: B07C1V44D2- Elijah and Trixie All That Glitters- Book Three- ASIN: B07G2XV89P- Mac and Phoebe What Matters Most- Book Four- Late Fall 2018- Hunter and Beth Complementary reading for Born to Love: Calling Love- Modern Conveniences 2 (The story of Landon’s brother Archer)- ASIN: B01GDN8VZI Waiting On Love- Modern Conveniences Bonus Novella (The story of Landon’s sister Tanya)- ASIN: B01LDHOYQY

    

    No company is good company.But the way she makes my daughter smile...The way her a$s cheeks fit perfectly into those tight jeans...This has "bad idea" written all over it.Loving my family is dangerous.Knowing my secrets could mean life or death.But the time for hiding is over.I'm the predator on this mountain.Nobody messes with my family.It's time to defend what's mine. This is a romantic suspense with a super sexy alpha, steamy action and an amazing happily ever after.

     Beautiful, curvy girls that steal my thoughts. I’m not into long-term commitments. I like to keep things casual. But this latest vixen surprised me. My little sister’s best friend. All grown up. She’s everything I want in my life, but she’s got her head on too straight. Smart. Strong. Gorgeous. And after a quick hookup over the holidays, she’s carrying a secret that changes everything. No way in the world I’m missing out on the greatest gift any man could get. A baby.

    Cancer sucks. Especially when it takes a young life. Like the life of my five year old son. You want to know what I have to say about that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing because I don’t have the drive anymore. There’s nothing left in me except emptiness. That much is obvious. I’ve lost my car, my career, and my apartment. At least I have my brother. Actually, I just have a place to stay because of my rich, single brother. I’m struggling to find purpose again. After what life’s shown me it can do to a person, I really don’t care if I’m breathing anymore. I am, but barely. Then Jett Voss showed up and it’s like he’s an oxygen mask I don’t need or want. She’s got no cares left in the world and I’m determined to resuscitate her heart. It was a one-night stand that connected us. She only had one want that night, and I took care of it. I’m not stopping there though. I may have not known her before her heartbreak, but I know there’s life inside of her still. I will find it. That means I need to stick around town for a while. I guess I don’t have many other options. I’ve just been forced to run a company I never wanted and I’m a little bitter about it. The circumstances of why this fell into my lap makes it the hardest. Death is a cruel reality. My bike shop, occasionally the open road, not answering to anyone... this is the life I was living and wanted. It’s insane what one look, one night, one person can change in you. *** Don't miss out on this heartwarming story of love, life, and learning to live with the hand you've been dealt. *18+

    Pregnant and alone.It was the worst night of my life.My brother passed away ten years ago.The same night his best friend left me too.But now he's back in town.And he has no idea I have his son.Or that he had one to begin with.After everything, I don't know if I can trust him again.Love is a powerful thing though.Unstoppable even.

    I don’t even want to see his stupid, handsome face, let alone pretend to be a couple. Too bad there’s a blizzard raging, and the innkeeper won’t rent us the last room until Aaron convinces her it’s our honeymoon. Like I’d ever marry him! Sharing close quarters should be a nightmare after everything he’s done, but with him pretending to be a loving husband, I start to remember the good times. How it feels to curl up next to him. The way his strong hands rub my shoulders when I’m tense. He’s charming when he wants to be, keeping me from going stir crazy and holding me tight when the power goes out. When I see how great he is with the kids at the inn, it reminds me of the future I thought we’d have together. Is it possible I was wrong about him? He claims he wants a second chance, but that might be even more dangerous than the storm outside. **Stranded with the Ex-Boyfriend is a romance novel with steamy scenes, no cheating, and a happy ending. It can be read as a standalone.**

    As a personal assistant to Robert Swift, a billionaire CEO and self-proclaimed bachelor-for-life, she doesn't get much time to go on dates herself. Instead, she lives vicariously through her only successfully matched couple. When Robert hires Jewel Baker to help Madeline with the company's increasingly busy schedule, Madeline sets her sights on the girl as her new project and has the perfect man in mind. Her plans start to crumble when the guy turns out to be a jerk and Jewel starts falling for the last man Madeline believes is capable of ever falling in love - Robert Swift himself. Because of this, she is forced to reevaluate not only the entire matchmaking process, but her feelings for her playboy boss. If she isn't honest with him or herself, she may be too late to find her own true love. A modern re-telling of Jane Austen's Emma set in the corporate world.

    The last thing I need is to be falling in love with him.Him of ALL people. Ugh.There has to be more than meets the eye. And the eye is very, very happy.This single-father lawyer is willing to save my career and what does he want in return?Me. Nothing much, right?It would be easier to stay frenemies with this handsome hunk, but I find myself in the one place I hoped I’d never be.Desperate for him.

     My buddy knows I think relationships – and women – are too much trouble. So as a joke he signed me up for a reality TV show. Marry a stranger and after 6 months get a million dollars. Even better I can walk away first and still get my half, an easy half million in my pocket. Sign me up. Then Mira walks down the aisle, her killer curves filling out her wedding dress. F*ck! Her full lips are begging for an x rated response when I’m told I can kiss the bride. I’m not leaving this marriage until I taste her. But she has other ideas. These six months are going to be … hard. *** A steamy STANDALONE contemporary full-length romance with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.***

    A homebody to the extreme. All it took was one night out for my hermit lifestyle to tailspin into one with a professional hockey player kissing me on my doorstep in a Wednesday Addams costume.I wanted us to be friends, so I became the girl friend—with a space, as he likes to say. Just friends is a tried and true failure. I’ve fallen for a hockey player, and I don’t even like hockey.Brooks I’ve had a lot of random hookups because of my status, but never one made by my dad pimping me out to fans in the crowd at my game. And she rejected me.My hockey career is my only ambition. I don’t date women because, eventually, they always want more. When I think of the future, it’s about career goals,breaking records, and how many trophies I will hold above my head. Now I’m the one who can’t stay away. Out of all the Labelle men, I never expected to be the first to fall.

    It’s impossible to tell one face from the next when I’m up there. The mixture of fog, lights, flashing lasers, my astigmatism, and whatever else they put into the air to keep the crowd happy… It’s all just a mix for a big bunch of blurry fuzzy whatnots. She was not a whatnot. She stood out in her ripped black jeans and that adorable neon yellow thing holding her hair up out of her face. I don’t even know what it’s called, but it was perfect. She was perfect. The bright pink tank top that hugged her in all the right places. Those bright yellow heels that made her back curve in just the right way. Those were definitely factors that caught my eye, but it's not why I can't get her out of my head. Her dark brown eyes and that smile—her smile. That’s it. That smile had me hooked from the second I ran on stage. I even stopped short of my mark and totally threw off the spotlight tracker. Why?Because I was too busy watching her and how she just fell into the rhythm of the music. It’s a good thing Chuck didn’t plan any pyro for tonight, or I might have been screwed.I’m not even entirely sure I sang the right lyrics to the first couple of songs. It was more a series of barely audible grunts, caveman style. Nash probably turned his mic up to help with the background vocals. They’ve all gotten really good at covering my ass over the years. I’m grateful the crowd didn’t seem to notice. All I could think about was trying to figure out a way to find out who she is. I still have nothing. So I’m sitting here like a lost, lonely little puppy just hoping to catch another glimpse. What if she leaves and doesn’t come through the line? I can see both Exit doors from here. I’m watching those two doors like a pitbull watches the gate at a junkyard. Maybe I am a lost, lonely little puppy. No.I am a pitbull puppy. And just like that pitbull, I will jump this table and bulldoze whoever gets in the way if I have to.

     Being called the worst boyfriend can do a number on a man’s ego. But I handled it the way any full-grown adult male would—by eating copious amounts of carbs and wallowing over whether I was good enough. I admit, it wasn’t the best of moments, but it made me realize I needed answers to the question, what are women looking for inside and out of the bedroom? After I researched the subject, I compiled my data into a solution. Thirty days. Thirty right moves. But I needed to test out my newfound theories, and my best friend, Tenley, was going to help. It was a foolproof plan. We would date and act like a real couple, all in the name of research. And when the thirty days were up, we would go back to being just friends. Piece of cake, right? Only, I forgot to take into consideration the multiple outcomes. Specifically, the one where it left me wanting more and refusing to go back to what we were... ever again.

    He’s not even a prince - though you could say I loved him once upon a time.He was my older brother’s best friend.Growing up, he sat at our dinner table every Sunday, teased me mercilessly, and pretended I annoyed him.When I was old enough, he took me on my first date.Royal taught me how to drive. Escorted me to my junior prom. Gave me my first kiss…amongst other things. He was my first taste of toe-curling, all-consuming, can’t-sleep love.We had our whole lives ahead of us. There was never anyone else for me but him.And then he disappeared. No letter. No explanation. Not even a goodbye.My sisters and brother never forgave him, and my parents forbade me from speaking his name in our house ever again. For all intents and purposes, we were to pretend Royal Lockhart never existed.I’ve spent the last seven years trying in vain to forget my first love, but just when I think I’ve finally moved on, guess who’s back in town?