Too bad it comes with movie mogul Jake Dalton who’s equal parts sexy and arrogant ass. He's also a man who comes with a thousand warning signs. Good thing I have zero interest in complicating my life.But while stuck on set in one of the most exotic places in the world, the desert heat isn’t the only thing making me sweat. The more time we spend together, the harder it is to deny the chemistry sizzling between us.When we finally give in…the sex is off the charts. But Jake has too many secrets, and combined with my past, trust is impossible. This craziness is temporary, right?

    She didn’t listen. She belongs to me now. My name is Saul. Also known as The Silencer. I’ve beaten men bloody with my f*#king fists to make a living. That’s all behind me now. Or at least that’s what I thought. Who would’ve guessed that the woman who came to my mountains and disrupted my life would be my salvation? She says she wants my story but I’m going to give her so much more. I’m going to give her a night she’ll never forget. I never believed in fairy tales, and I damn sure have never let my guard down for anyone. But this curvy little vixen has tested my limits. My past was paved with my bare hands—my fists. My future is on this mountain—with her. Author's Note: Kept by the Woodsman is a mountain man contemporary romance novel of 41,000 words. Expect off-the-charts steam and over-the-top insta-lust that leads into an intense love story. No cliffhangers with a sweet HEA. Read instantly in KU!

     Ivy My life wasn’t supposed to look like this. I wasn’t supposed to be stuck in this small town. So, when my best friend gets me an internship at her brother Simon’s company in California, I would be stupid to refuse. The only catch is, I’d never quite gotten over the kiss he and I shared on my nineteenth birthday. The day before he skipped town. But he’s my boss now. And even though that dimpled smile still gets to me, I’m not going to let him break my heart again. Simon Ivy Soleman, with her strawberry blond curls, delicious pouty red lips and legs that make every man drool themselves dry. I should have forgotten her by now. She was nothing but a distant memory from a past I’d left behind in our godforsaken town. But now she’s in my office. And as much as I try to deny it, the truth is that I like having her around. Watching the way her body moves in those pencil skirts. The thing is that I’m not the only one looking. I don’t like the idea of other guys fighting over her. My need to protect her and her perfect shapely hips kicks in. But I’d left her once – had I lost my chance forever? This is a 30,000 words standalone story with a HEA. 18+ readers only.