Now she’s working hard to bury the pieces left behind—all but one. Her little sister, Livie. Kacey can swallow the constant disapproval from her born-again aunt Darla over her self-destructive lifestyle; she can stop herself from going kick-boxer crazy on Uncle Raymond when he loses the girls’ college funds at a blackjack table. She just needs to keep it together until Livie is no longer a minor, and then they can get the hell out of Grand Rapids, Michigan.But when Uncle Raymond slides into bed next to Livie one night, Kacey decides it’s time to run. Armed with two bus tickets and dreams of living near the coast, Kacey and Livie start their new lives in a Miami apartment complex, complete with a grumpy landlord, a pervert upstairs, and a neighbor with a stage name perfectly matched to her chosen “profession.” But Kacey’s not worried. She can handle all of them. What she can’t handle is Trent Emerson in apartment 1D.Kacey doesn’t want to feel. She doesn’t. It’s safer that way. For everyone. But sexy Trent finds a way into her numb heart, reigniting her ability to love again. She starts to believe that maybe she can leave the past where it belongs and start over. Maybe she’s not beyond repair.But Kacey isn’t the only one who’s broken. Seemingly perfect Trent has an unforgiveable past of his own; one that, when discovered, will shatter Kacey’s newly constructed life and send her back into suffocating darkness.

    ALL MAN.That's when things get crazy. Because his eyes are on me and my mind is racing, wondering what could go wrong if I gave him just one quick night. To show him what he could have had if he wasn't such a fool.Well - we kissed.And now - I'm pregnant.I guess he was right about kissing me... sort of.Now I have to figure out how I went from successful business owner to a pregnant, soon-to-be single mother. Unless I call him and tell him. But truthfully, what are the odds of him actually doing the right thing for once in his life?

    

    Both on the mend, hiding from their pasts...Mace Walker can't wait to get home.Being buried deep undercover for the past two years, on the most complex case of his career, has torn him down physically and mentally. Now the FBI agent has come home to recover after having his leg badly injured from a gunshot wound. Arriving home late one night, his relief is short-lived as he's faced with a stranger pointing a gun to his head, acting like he is the one who doesn't belong there!Colby Parks, a biochemist at the local university, had come to town a year earlier to escape an abusive relationship. She vows never to put herself in that situation again. Then the perfect opportunity comes along: house-sitting for Mace's sister while making the house she purchased habitable. But she couldn't anticipate this big snag: the one wearing the tight Levi's and worn leather jacket, looking like he had just escaped prison.Being forced to share a house creates sparks between them in more ways than one. However, things take a turn when their pasts catch up to them, threatening to pull them apart forever.Note: This book was previously published under the title Banged Up and has been re-edits.

    So if you’re asking me out, you might as well stop now.” He looked at me and gave me a slow, sexy smile, clearly undeterred. Uh oh, I thought to myself. He was going to be trouble. HER I was done with love. Always dating the wrong men for the wrong reasons. I sucked so much that my ten-year-old niece used all her allowance to sign me up to an elite dating service. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. But I knew one thing — I could at least try. Now there he is. Funny? Check. Handsome? Check. Sexy? Check. NOT married? Double check! He’s the perfect package. Even with all the choices I have with this new dating service, all I want is him. Someone I just met by accident. The problem is, I don’t know if I can risk trusting my heart. HIM Beautiful. Funny. Sexy. She smells so good as well. And that seductive lacy underwear... Winner! I knew all of that the first time I met her. But she’s clearly holding back. Like she’s been hurt before, more than once, probably by men who look like me. I mean the gorgeous womanizer type. There’s one way I can think of to convince her. But if my plan fails, she might never speak to me again.

    

    Literally.Ace Hellman. Star quarterback. Grumpy-as-hell firefighter. Chief pain in my ass.He’s beyond arrogant, inducing women to fake emergencies just to see his sexy swagger as he comes to save them. Not me though. That fire was a total accident. I swear. He and I actually have a long history of hating each other, starting with him ruining my live performance of the Nutcracker in kindergarten and ending with me being the only woman in town under forty whom he hasn’t dated. I wear that title with pride.Now that we've been roped into teaching a first aid class together, things can't get more awkward. He’s determined to prove me wrong at every turn, and I’m determined to stop picturing him without his coveralls. I refuse to hide who I am, and Ace stands for everything I’m against.He’s so wrong for me the whole town knows it. So why do I feel like we start a fire every time we’re together?

    In life, in music, or in bed. Rules are for those who give a f#ck what other people think. The only opinions we care about are our own. We love each other like brothers, only closer. We’re each other’s biggest support and greatest rival, and we give each other everything. In life, in music, and in bed.We’ve been sharing women since the first time we realized we had eyes on the same girl. That time, and every time since, it was the perfect solution. No harm, no foul.No woman has ever been a source of strain on our relationship. Until we meet Quincy. With her, something feels different.We’re different.The friction she causes between us is like nothing we’ve ever felt toward each other, and it’s threatening to tear us apart. He had her first. I want her more. Why do I need to make her mine?

    It’s no wonder his band, Steam, is burning up the alternative charts.Teva is into her studies and career. She has no time for romance or the drama that comes along with it. Until she lays eyes on Joey at a meet and greet contest her friend won.Sparks fly between Joey and Teva. One night of fun with a rock star wouldn't hurt anybody. Would it? It might if the sparks don't fizzle out like Joey and Teva anticipate. How can two people who live completely different lives make a relationship work? Is their passion enough to withstand the pressures of fame, distance, family-struggles, and possible career changes?Hold Me is Book One in the Music For The Heart Series. All books in the series can be read as standalones but are best read in sequence. All of Faith Starr's books have Happily Ever After endings.*Note to Reader: This book contains sensitive material and adult themes. It is recommended for those over 18

    It's easier than letting people in and telling them about that night.I live my life in the shadows because happiness is something that I can't have.I keep my pain where it belongs, in the past. I keep my secrets buried deep down.Now my past is colliding with my future, and I'm not sure how I'm going to survive.But in the midst of the darkness is a shining light: Trent.Sometimes you find home in the place you least expect it.

    Or that I already had one... My billions don’t make up what I’ve lost: Ella. She’s been keeping this secret so long. It’s time to make things right. Ella I have a secret. She’s seven years old. But she has a problem. Her heart. I’ll do anything to save her. Turn to anyone. Even when I know I shouldn’t… Jason Ella was different. It was only one night, but I’ve chased her for years. But she’s lost without a trace. Until I pick up the phone… Ring. Ring. “Hello?” Wrong Number, Right Guy is a standalone romance with extra steamy bonus content included! Holly and Tara always give you a Happy Ever After, they hate cheating with a passion, and cliffhangers just as much as you do!

    You cleverly disguised yourself as some form of pain or suffering as I grew into a young woman. We were unwavering companions … until I severed our ties.I traded homelessness on the streets of New Orleans for a luxurious bed covered by the finest linens. I traded dumpster diving for dinner in the finest restaurants. I traded myself to a stranger—Bastien Pascal.I have a good life within my platonic and mutually beneficial companionship with Bash.He’s my friend. My mentor. My roommate.Until everything changes.I’m not supposed to get goosebumps when his hand brushes my skin.I’m not supposed to be eager for his soothing touch following one of my nightmares.I’m not supposed to think about what might happen if I reached out to him in the darkness.Falling in love with him? Preposterous . . . unavoidable. Agony, why are you back with a vengeance to rob me of this life I’ve come to love so dearly?I’m finally happy. Don’t ruin this for me.Always yours,RoseIn this epic love story, Dear Agony forges a connection between an unlikely pair—a beautiful rose entwined in barbed wire and a shipwreck sinking into the darkest depths of the ocean. This agonizing romantic novel poses some gut-wrenching questions: What does a woman do when the man she loves is planning his own demise? And how far will she go to give him something to live for?

    How do you start again when you lose the only love you’ve ever known?When Nick’s wife Kerry falls ill and dies, he realises for the first time how fragile his happiness has always been, and how much he’s been taking his good life and wonderful family for granted. Now, he suddenly finds himself navigating parenthood alone, unsure how to deal with his own grief, let alone that of his teenage son, Olly.In the depths of his heartbreak, Nick must find a way to navigate life that pleases his son, his in-laws, his family and his friends—while honouring what Kerry meant to them all. But when it comes to his own emotions, Nick doesn’t know where to begin. Kerry was his childhood sweetheart—but was she really the only one who could ever make him happy?And in the aftermath of tragedy, can Nick and his son find themselves again?

    It took forever to get over him. Now I’m stuck with Boyd in the Catskills. Do I hide? Do I protect myself from the insane attraction I still feel? Hell no. I just have to make sure the past doesn’t bite me in the ass because I can’t fall in love with him again. Call me crazy. Call me stupid. But don’t ever call me afraid. Boyd The last person I expected to run into is Echo Mansfield. The girl is a hot mess with more scandals in her back pocket than the Kardashians combined. She’s a pain in the ass. An opinionated, spoiled rich girl with a body made for sin and a mouth I can’t forget. We had one crazy, hot summer. Now she’s stuck here and all I can think about is having her again. And again. This isn’t a good idea. Even I know that. We’re alone in the Catskills for who knows how long. What the hell can go wrong?

    After her boss and ex, Devon Shepperton, ends up dead, Lake worries someone is trying to kill her too.When Devon’s Navy SEAL twin, Drake, shows up to settle his late brother’s estate, she reaches out for help. Drake offers to keep her safe in his condo until danger passes—especially as she’s pregnant with his brother’s child. But as the two spend more time together, Lake soon realizes that with the gruff and delicious SEAL around, keeping her heart intact might be her biggest challenge.Drake knows he’s returning to his SEAL team, so getting romantically entangled with the gorgeous Lake is definitely off the table. His role is protector, not lover. Then comes The Kiss. That one kiss from Lake is throwing him off his game, and making him feel things he’s never felt.But he needs to stay focused. The danger to Lake is very real, and he strongly suspects the Shepperton Foundation is at the heart of it. As the danger swirling around them becomes a tempest, Drake finds himself drawn closer to Lake, realizing he’ll do just about anything to keep her safe. And to win her heart…