Life of the Party, Connor Wolfe. He’s gorgeous and everything I’m not, pushing me to my limits in the best of ways.From the moment we met, I wanted to touch, taste, and feel every delectable inch of him. And I know he felt the same way about me because his body most certainly told me so.Our sexy week of fun, sun, and secret rendezvous by the lake has left every part of me aching for more. Unfortunately, Connor suddenly seems to have no interest in keeping things going when our trip ends.But I saw the longing in his eyes and felt the intense passion every time he touched me. Surely this vacation romance wasn’t completely one-sided… was it? Tripped Up is a stand-alone, romantic comedy with light angst and a HEA! It’s part of the Kismet Cove’s Singles Week Collaboration Series Coming September 2021! Looking for that special someone? Need to get away?Look no further! Join us for a Single's Week of mixers and adventures!From far and near, the more the merrier! Everyone's welcome! Twelve authors are bringing twelve brand new stories about finding love in all sorts of way and how the charm of this lake town brings people together. Known for its delightful allure, Kismet Cove is the perfect background to find The One!

    Woman feels her biological clock ticking and gets someone to knock her up. Not for love, for baby. Crazy, right? That’s what I thought. Then I found out my fiancé had a vasectomy. The life I thought I had? Nope. Suddenly I’m 33, and I don’t even have a kissing buddy. When my mom’s health takes a turn and I wind up back in my hometown of Fate, Alabama, I tell myself to leave things up to…well, you know. Then I see Gabriel McKellan. He’s Fate’s most famous son, a bestselling author who is beautiful, complicated, and living just below me. In addition to his plus-sized brain, Gabe’s well-endowed in other ways, and great in bed to boot. I would know. He's my ex husband. When I suggest The Plan, I don't imagine that he'll take the bait. It's been ten years, and we don't work. But Fate has other plans for both of us.

    True North is populated by the tough, outdoorsy mountain men that populate the Green Mountain State. They raise cows and they grow apples. They chop a lot of wood, especially when they need to blow off steam. (Beards are optional but encouraged.)If you can’t stand the heat, get out of the orchard.The last person Griffin Shipley expects to find stuck in a ditch on his Vermont country road is his ex-hookup. Five years ago they’d shared a couple of steamy nights together. But that was a lifetime ago. At twenty-seven, Griff is now the accidental patriarch of his family farm. Even his enormous shoulders feel the strain of supporting his mother, three siblings and a dotty grandfather. He doesn’t have time for the sorority girl who’s shown up expecting to buy his harvest at half price.Vermont was never in Audrey Kidder’s travel plans. Neither was Griff Shipley. But she needs a second chance with the restaurant conglomerate employing her. Okay—a fifth chance. And no self-righteous lumbersexual farmer will stand in her way.They’re adversaries. They want entirely different things from life. Too bad their sexual chemistry is as hot as Audrey’s top secret enchilada sauce, and then some.

    Her heart aches in a way it has been for three years; punishingly. Three years have molded her into a cold shell of her old self, but that shell is cracking with every step she takes toward the mansion she once called home, the one she left, leaving her soul behind in her dust. Sacrifice for love is something she had only ever experienced in movies and nightmares. It quickly became her reality when saving the reputation of Jasper Aroselyn meant breaking his heart and crumbling her own into dust. And now, now, she was walking into the Lion’s den to… interview him. She wishes she was given a name before accepting the responsibility because she might throw up before she even lays eyes on him, given the circumstances of the newsworthy story. Her phone vibrates in her dress pocket, and it sure as hell isn’t an email. It’s him. Burn Baby Burnt is a new adult contemporary second chance forbidden romance with an age gap and "taboo" themes. It contains explicit content that should only be viewed by adults.

    She’s the one who got away.LillianAt thirty-four I thought I’d have children of my own by now, but it seems it wasn’t in the cards for me. Thankfully, I have my students, and teaching them is more than just a job, it’s my calling. But between my classroom, my wild roommate, and caring for my aging dog, there isn’t much time left for love. When a new student puts me in touch with an old flame, my lesson plans are out the window. Ezra is tall, handsome, and he just might be my perfect pick.I want to open my heart to him and his little girl, but can I trust that this time he’ll choose me?EzraBeing a single father, and taking a landscaping job at a local brewery isn’t what I planned for my life. But all the late nights and co-parenting struggles are worth it because out of this beautiful mess came my perfect little girl. When a move back to my hometown brings me in contact with the one who got away, everything goes paws up. Lillian is sweet, sexy, and I want to teach her that old dogs can learn new tricks.But can I convince her that this time we will be forever?

    Specifically, old cars. His company restores and modifies classics, especially muscle cars, to their former glory.Too bad, there's one thing from the past that can't be brought back, even if he wishes she could.But on a Friday drive home, a car off to the side of the road returns dreams and wishes to his head.She's back.This time he's not letting her go, even if it means fixing the one thing in life that might change the past.Shelby's life never turned out to the way she wanted, but not for lack of trying.There was always something missing. Something not right.But when her car breaks down and her past steps from a pickup truck, she's nineteen again with all those feelings rushing over here.Is this second chance the one chance she has to make things right and can she let go of fears of not being enough to take the chance?Find out in this adorkable love story of an alpha geek and a curvy woman, today!

    Bromberg's Everyday Heroes World and part of her Born To Fight Heroes For Hire series. He was the high school jock with a 100 mph fastball.
All the girls followed him around like puppies.
It was embarrassing.
 
But to me, he was nothing more than a big bully.
Calling me names, like "Juicy."
I hated that name.
 
Everyone expected him to go pro, but he joined the Navy instead.
He wanted to be a SEAL.
 
On the day before he left, he came back to school.
I was with my best friend, flirting with another guy.
 
The look on their faces told me who was behind me.
Next thing I know, I'm pinned against the lockers.
Then I'm kissed.
 
It was earth-shattering! Mind-blowing! Toe-curling!
I melted completed in his arms.
 
But when it ended, he walked away without a word.
I was claimed and I was humiliated.
My torture by him was complete.
 
For six years, I've fought the rumors that I was his girl.
The only one I convinced that I wasn't ... was my reflection in the mirror.
 
Now, I hear he's back. But it's worse than that.
My boss, Sidney Malone, has assigned the article on Everyday Heroes to me.
Guess who I'm to feature?
 
All the old emotions surface, confusing me all over again.
He bullied me. Yet, he kissed me.
I hated him. Yet, I can't forget him.
 
 WHEN SHE boards the rescue helicopter, I can't believe how beautiful she is.
Then she grabs my crotch, holding on for dear life, giving me one helluva boner.
She is too terrified to let go.
 
When we land, she turns to apologize.
And I lift the face shield greeting her with a grin.
 
Immediately, she recognizes my mouth.
 
"Sup, Juicy?"* * * * * * * 
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     Kallie I fell in love with him when I was seven. I scraped my knee, and he helped carry me inside. Our love story was the talk of the town until a woman told everyone she was pregnant with his baby. The only rational solution was to high tail it out of town and never come back. My best friend needed a place to hide, and you can’t get much more covert than my family farm, so I came back. For her. It was supposed to be temporary, and I wasn’t supposed to see him, but that’s what happens when you live in a small town where everyone knows each other. Jacob Being the sheriff in a small town was never my dream. My father died and my older brother took off, so I had to be the one to look after my mother. I stayed. I fulfilled my duties as a son and I protected my hometown. My life wasn’t perfect, but I was content. Until I locked eyes with a ghost from my past, Kallie. I thought it was my imagination, it couldn’t be. I loved her most of my life, but now I hated her. The town gossip mill was going into overdrive. I kept my head down and my mind off of the woman who shattered my heart when she ran away. She didn’t give me a chance to explain, it didn’t matter to her then. I didn’t matter. A second chance is never promised, but now that mine is right under my nose, I’m not sure I can take it.

    Sensual, sweet, and as annoyingly perfect as she was when I left 7 years ago. My body remembers the way she felt underneath me, and wants her again. My heart remembers the way she crushed it and wants as far away as possible. But she’s everywhere, haunting me, torturing me, driving me past all logical reason. I need to forget her, move on and get her out of my system, but to do that, I need to have her one. Last. Time. It started as a kiss. We never meant to fall in love. But I was 17 and carefree, And he was 19, beautiful and forbidden. Our families never would have accepted it… And I broke his heart to save his future. Now the boy I loved 7 years ago is the man I can’t have. He’s grown into everything my body craves, my heart demands… and my sense of decency rejects.

    It’s a way to bury my loss. The grief.The façade my shot-gun marriage has become.It is the only bright spot in an otherwise dim existence. I don’t expect to rekindle a friendship with a wildly cocky, always humorous, and sometimes demanding Navy SEAL. I’m supposed to teach him foreign languages. The job is supposed to give me purpose. Quickly my friend ensnares me with more than just his wit and bad pronunciation. He traps me with salvation. Lust has a pulse—a memory. It strips inhibitions and dilutes the world around us. Love? That comes and goes. Lust is the only language capable of healing. It’s his language. I will speak it to save him. To save myself. It’s the only choice. *A standalone novel*

    He has no tolerance for annoyances and is the first to eliminate any that arise. His scars line the depth of his soul, and the memories keep him living in the past.She's not prepared to go face to face with anger and hatred, but that's all he knows. Will he tear her heart to shreds or will she find a way into his?

    . . and the end of it.I was only fifteen years old when he claimed it and twenty when he took it with him.They say what is meant to be will find a way. But when you have changed to the point of no return, how can anything ever be the same?Seven years later, Dean Martin waltzed back into my life in hopes of resuming what I had fought so hard to forget, but he was in for a wake-up call.I was no longer the naïve woman he had left . . . and I was no longer his.I met the love of my life and my soul mate when I was fifteen. I knew that; he knew that. He wanted that girl back. I wanted to forget she ever existed.DeanWhat I thought was my pre-destined path was very much an illusion. Living seven years with regret, I realized too late that I was broken, and that I only had myself to blame.I thought love could wait . . . but it didn’t. We’d had it all those years ago, and then I foolishly left it behind.She was all that mattered. She was all there ever was.There was no life without Dallas, no reason . . . except her.No matter how hard she tried to convince me, I knew I had to once again make her mine, to make her remember . . . the fall.Explicit sex, strong language.

    

    But which one of us will survive the cage we’re living in?For both of us are stuck in this marriage without mercy.