That’s what Jillian Harmon keeps trying to tell herself. Sure, she might be losing her job along with her staff a few days before the holiday, but a drunken night with a sexy stranger with salt and pepper hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes is just what she needs to take her mind off her crappy luck. Could things get any worse? When her new boss, Jack Morgan, strolls in Monday morning, Jillian is shocked to see it’s her new boss’s bed she shared Friday night. He hands out pink slips like they’re Christmas bonuses, but for reasons unknown to her, he doesn’t’ let her go. Somehow, her staff expects Jillian to fix things, which is how she ends up crashing Jack's solo Christmas in a mountain cabin. The storm is how she ends up snowed in with him, and she’s pretty sure, the alcohol is how he plans to bed her again. She’d need a Christmas miracle and a twelve-step program to save her staff. As for being stuck with Jack, she’s not sure she can be saved. Crashing Christmas is a standalone steamy contemporary romance. 18+

    I’ve dated liars, cheaters, shoe fetishists, and everything in between. Sure, these experiences would make any woman cynical when it comes to dipping her toe back into the dating pool, but I used my past for good and made a career out of helping other women avoid going down the same paths I had.And I was damn good at it.Until a random act of fate set my life on a course I’d been avoiding for years, and put me in the crosshairs of a man that made me feel things I swore to never feel again.Now I’m in his sights and it seems like he’ll stop at nothing to seduce the hell out of me. He might hold my career in the palm of his hands, but if Grayson Lockhart thinks he can blackmail me into submission with his sexy voice and sexy hands and sexy everything, then he’s…probably right.

    "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.

    Problem is, she doesn’t believe in marriage. Not after watching her mother be treated like garbage by her father. Nope, marriage is not for her. All she wants is a baby. All she needs is a man to agree to her terms.Dane Wylder, recently retired NFL tight end and future Hall of Famer, wants a baby.Naturally, marriage is off the table. He’s not the marrying type. Women are great––as long as they’re trying to get into his bed and not his heart. But after years of living only for himself, he’s ready to be a father. Sparks fly when a successful financial manager and a legendary football player enter into a legal agreement to have a kid together. They planned on everything––they just didn’t plan on each other.