Which is a huge reason it’s such a shock when he runs into Matt Stephenson there, signing autographs on some kind of beefcake calendar. Matt is his one that got away, more like the one who ran away from all the things Terry wanted to do with him, and while Terry is on top of the world, it looks like Matt has hit rock bottom.After a life-changing injury ended his bull riding career, Matt did his best to leave that whole world behind and make the best of what he had left. He’s been living in his truck and making money off his good looks, and when he sees Terry again, he decides one night will be enough to show him what he missed all those years ago when he was afraid to let Terry love him like they both needed.One night is never enough, though, and when Terry takes Matt home with him, they have to decide how this new relationship will work, how to get Matt out from under a bad boss, and just how wicked they can be while still making a life together.

    An exiled Alpha who just wants to be left alone. Fate brings two broken souls together to make them whole.Caden Hill’s life is in tatters. Thanks to his ex-boyfriend, he lost his high-paying job, and he’s now living in his car. When his warlock best friend invites him to a sanctuary for lost paranormals, it’s a new start for Caden. He’s sworn off romance… until a gorgeous Alpha saves him from a fate worse than death. Lee’s sexy, protective and thoughtful, but he’s broken, just like Caden is. Caden’s taste in men is awful, but maybe he can make an exception for Lee.Branded as a murderer by his old pack for killing his father, all Lee Marshall wants to do is forget his past. He runs an animal shelter with three other misfit Alphas like him. Lee thinks he’s finally found peace, but something is missing in his life. The answer lies in Caden. Caden is his bright ray of sunshine, but Lee doesn’t believe a former killer like him deserves a shot at happiness. When a former pack mate begs Lee for help, Lee finds himself at a crossroads. Will he choose redemption or his fated mate?Moon River Rogue is a mpreg shifter romance that features a reluctant Alpha with a dark past, a broken Omega keen on pursuing him and plenty of adorable rescue animals. It is the first book in the Exiled Pack series. There are no cliff-hangers or cheating, and a HEA is guaranteed.

    But open hearts will find a way… Growing up in the Bible Belt, Paul Dunham learned from a young age to hide his sexuality. Now he’s teaching psychology at a conservative college in Georgia—and still hiding who he really is. If Paul hopes to get tenure, he needs to keep his desires on the down-low. But when an old college crush shows up on campus—looking more gorgeous than ever—Paul’s long-suppressed urges are just too big for one little closet to hold . . . Brandon Mercer has come a long way since his freshman year fumbling's with Paul. Now he’s confident, accomplished, proudly out—and the sexiest IT consultant Paul’s ever seen. When Brandon asks Paul to grab some coffee and catch up, it leads to a steamy reunion that puts their first night of passion to shame. But when Paul’s longtime crush turns into a full-time romance, he receives an anonymous email threatening to expose their secret to the world. If Paul stays with Brandon, his teaching career is over. Yet if he caves under pressure, he risks losing the one true love he’s been waiting for...

    Brand Du Frey is a multi-million-dollar business, and during the Tour de France, Clifford is mobbed by fans wherever he goes. The superstar must focus on winning the Tour de France and maintaining the image of the athletic hetero alpha male at all costs.But Clifford has a secret. He has fallen hard for Gabe O’Reilly – the dreamy art student from San Francisco whom he met on a summer’s day in Paris.Can Clifford and Gabe’s budding relationship withstand the media storm and other forces arraigned against them? Can the grit and determination that propelled Clifford to the top of his sport help him break out to find true love and happiness?

    Maxwell Gold appeared to be a successful straight man with a wife and loads of friends, but Max had been living a secret life. Everyone knows about it, his wife, and his boys, the only one who doesn’t realize that he’s not straight, is Maxwell Gold. The night he walks into a French restaurant and is love-sick over a young man, is the same night he’s confronted with the truth about himself, and his sham marriage to his beautiful wife. Can the love of his life Jami Caulfield who knows who he is, convince Max that love is never having to say you’re sorry when you accept yourself, and who you choose to love? Can Maxwell Gold handle all the problems that have been tossed at him when he announces to his father that he’s gay and loves a man?

    thick... I didn't ask Santa for this!"As a recent college graduate, Layton Jenkins never thought he’d end up back home, or as a supervisor at a toy store over the holiday season. He also never thought he’d find presents, wrapped with ribbons and left out around the mall for him to find. Addressed to Little Layton, is someone trying to become a Daddy for the holidays?Optometrist James Robinson has never had a holiday romance. He’s shy and indirect, but he’s confident where it counts. James’s love language is gift-giving, and there’s no better time to show love than over Christmas. Can Mr. Nice find a Little romance?Working security at the mall, Colby Williams has seen it all, and he’s missing out. In an effort to find love, he’s using all the power as mall security at his disposal. He can go wherever he wants, but can Mr. Naughty get the Little he wants too?Little Layton might find himself stuck between two Daddies… but will they make him choose? Or do they complete each other?- - - -This holiday season is full of secrets. Secret Daddies that is. Follow four of your favorite MM authors as they bring you tales of kisses, cuddles, and holiday cheer. Each Secret Santa Daddy book is a standalone and can be read in any order.

     Stuck in the desert with a crazy stuntman, insane script, and cheap sets, I'm the star in the world's worst movie. On top of that, I have a sexy-as-sin bodyguard watching my every move, hired to protect me -and the production- from myself. He's always there, and I can't get him out of my head. Lucas Baxter, a six foot slab of stud with a rock hard bod, arrogant swagger, and take-no-prisoners attitude. Suddenly I'm up at the crack of dawn when I'm used to the crack of noon. His job is to keep me safe, but his role is to keep me in line... and I'm loving every minute of it. I can't think when he's around, not with his rippling muscles sweating in the desert heat. As soon as I laid eyes on him my long-suppressed attraction to men came roaring back. Forget the script, the only lines I want to learn are the cut shape of his muscular body, and the only thing I want to know is the haunting longing behind his eyes. One look from him and my mask slips, and I'm shaken to the core. I'm ready to take the plunge. I know if I run he'll catch me, and our game of cat and mouse will end with him taking me, heart and soul... but I might lose it all.

    He especially has no interest in his kinda-odd-but-kinda-cute neighbor Patrick, a guy who owns enough pumpkin-scented candles to start a wildfire.For Patrick, the feeling is very much mutual. He’d rather watch wax melt than share air with his kinda-rude-but-kinda-hot jock neighbor. Newly single from a painful breakup, he just wants to enjoy his first fall back in Chicago.But Patrick’s plan and Spencer’s perfect summer both come to a crashing halt after Spencer eats it on the court and winds up in a cast. Stuck having to help his neighbor get around, Patrick begins to break through the bumps and spikes of Spencer’s personality. As the two of them experience all the glory fall has to offer, they soon find themselves lost in a corn maze of emotions. But will their newfound closeness fall apart once Spencer’s cast comes off?FALL FOR YOU is a story for everyone who believes in the magic of love, the beauty of autumn, and the power of scented candles.

    Fortunately, Chase’s situation was different. He was saying goodbye to the minor leagues, and he was unlikely to see his manager regularly ever again, much less play baseball for him. The opportunity to go to bed with Aaron Beck was Chase’s parting gift for leading the Rock City Ramblers to a second-place finish, and the gift was perfection. Chase O’Rourke always played baseball well. From the moment he picked up a bat in a T-Ball league, the game came to him naturally. Seeing his sculpted body built perfectly for optimal batting and chasing down balls in the outfield, most observers thought big league stardom was the most important of Chase’s goals. 28-year-old Aaron Beck was one of the youngest managers ever in the minor leagues. He had baseball management in his blood from his World-Series-winning grandfather to his Uncle John who managed teams for more than a decade in the minor leagues. Aaron’s goal was clear. He would be a big-league manager by age 40. Then Aaron got called up just months after Chase. They were not only both in the majors, they were working for the same team. Soon, high-minded vows to follow the rules and remain professional melted in the flames of passion. It was a brand new ballgame that Aaron and Chase were learning to play. A Brand New Ballgame is a 52,000-word gay baseball romance with steamy scenes and a happily-ever-after ending. It has second chance and hurt-comfort themes.

    If only he’d give their hearts a chance.”With Farthingdale Ranch at risk, Leland Tate, ranch manager, has to get tough and make sure everyone on the ranch follows the rules he’s laid out. That means no handouts, no fraternizing, and no drifters.But what happens when a young drifter comes looking for a job? What happens when that drifter makes Leland want to break all the rules?A gay, m/m cowboy romance with age gap, hurt/comfort, first time, rescue, sunshine/grumpy, boss/employee, emotional scars, and opposites attract. A little sweet, a little steamy, with a guaranteed HEA.Buy The Foreman and the Drifter to fall deeply and forever today with the first book in the new Farthingdale Ranch Series!

    And when he almost runs over his hot neighbor, Linc, who happens to be his contractor? Well, based on the explosive attraction between them, maybe he’ll find something new there too.Linc’s been treading water ever since his wife passed away in childbirth, focusing all of his energy on raising his son, Beckett. The obvious solution? He needs to get the hell out of Chesapeake City. But when Nate charmingly fumbles his way into Linc’s life, he finds his defenses lowering for the first time in years. One date leads to another, and hell, this man makes him feel in ways he’d forgotten.Even though Nate just finished piecing his heart back together, he falls fast. Yet Linc’s made it clear he’s a bad bet. The man hasn’t clicked with anyone since his wife, and if Nate ends up being "not enough" again, that won’t shatter just his heart—the fragile home he’s trying to build in this town will crumble too.

    To us. But no matter how hard I wish for what I want, there are some things in life that aren't meant to be. I don't expect you to understand. You've already moved on, living your life. But mine ended that night, nine years ago, and I still can't let you go. Not sure I ever will. I regret so many things, but hurting you, I'll never forgive myself. I'm sorry for… everything.Jax~****Jax,If only you could've seen it like I did, the way you were when you thought the world wasn't watching. How you'd change when I looked at you, when it was just us.But most of all… I wish you could've seen how much it hurt me when you disappeared. Regrets are for cowards. It has always been my belief you should chase after the things you want with actions, not words. There is no such thing as never meant to be.So this apology… not accepted…Love always, Wild

    What I got was a blisteringly hot fake boyfriend I can’t seem to stop thinking about. One date turns into two, until my mom’s inviting Zach to our vacation home for the weekend. Now we’re lying to everyone, but I can’t help pretending it could actually be real.ZachAll I wanted was to make some money to put myself through law school. If working for a dating service helps me do that, then who cares that I’m dating guys for money? It’s not like I have time for the real thing. But the more time I spend with Lane, the more all my plans fly out the window. Our relationship might be fake, but everything about us feels real.But a real relationship was never part of the deal, nor was falling for each other. But the lie that brought us together might be what keeps us apart.

    Can Lewis and Devon overcome their mutual dislike to fight for Laurels and their lives?
Betrayal and grief have left Master Chef Lewis Mandineau a broken man. As the primary carer for his sister, injured in the crash that killed their parents, she is his priority, and nothing will stop him from creating a safe place for her to call home. But, when an ex-lover embezzles from the company accounts, his fragile hold on life disintegrates. However hard he works, he can't balance the books and his only solution is to sell the family restaurant to an American hotel chain. 
Hard-headed businessman, Devon, heir to the Trelawney Hotel empire, is sent from the US to assess the viability of Laurels. Debts swamp the restaurant, and his first reaction is to sell the real estate and call it a financial win for his family. He understands tradition, but sentiment has no place in his business plans. Until he meets innocent Rachel with her love of beautifully simple things, and Lewis, who shows him that anything is possible with enough love.

    He's the man you can't resist. He's the voice that gives you chills and you ache to touch him. Marry. Is he the man you give your heart to? Can he ever truly be yours? Kill. Is he the man you kill? Is he next? This isn't Lake Cliff. Reginald and Paul find themselves on a very different kind of adventure and England will never be the same. Now that his secret is out and he's being forced to play the part, Reginald's not settling into his title quietly. He's determined to be his own marquess and Paul has to keep him in check while he figures out how to fit in the world of the modern rake. Is Reginald ready to make peace with his past? Can they solve the mystery of his father's murder? "It might be better if I went alone,” Reginald suggested carefully and Paul’s brows pulled together as he looked at him through the mirror. “What? Why?” He asked and Reginald’s lips twisted as he considered then rubbed his forehead. There was a tickle of anxiety and it was all over Paul’s ass. They wouldn’t be able to keep their hands off it. “There’s a very good chance it could get out of hand or a bit…sketchy,” he warned and Paul snorted as he turned back to him and hugged his chest. Reginald hissed as he straightened Paul’s arms. “The pins!” He reminded him. “Don’t pull them out or we’ll have to wait for Marco to re-pin it,” he scolded then offered him a sheepish wince. “Out of hand and sketchy is my bread and butter. It’s my happy place but I don’t know if I want you there,” he admitted and Paul blinked back at him. “You’ve got better odds on pulling a leprechaun out of your ass than walking into whatever this is without me,” he promised and Reginald swore as he scrubbed his face with his hands. “I have a terrible feeling about this,” he said and Paul chuckled as he poked at the items on the tray. “Definitely not going alone,” he stated firmly and Reginald swore as he slapped his hand away and reached for a pure white velvet pocket square. He presented it dramatically before folding it then slid it into the pocket on Paul’s chest. “I won’t be in any danger but you might,” he said as he left just enough of the white showing. “I’ve ran just about every type of undercover operation imaginable and survived your employer, I can handle whatever this party thing is,” Paul said and Reginald hummed in amusement. “It’s going to require all of my focus just to keep you from getting mauled. A gorgeous, impeccably built, circumcised American in a tuxedo this exquisitely tailored…”