Asher La Rouge is forging his future. A firestorm will unite them, but will they survive the burn?Asher La RougeAs CEO of La Rouge Vineyards, eldest of the infamous La Rouge triplets, and volunteer firefighter, I can have any woman I want.People think my life is perfect.It’s not.I’ve been burned before.By my ex-girlfriend. By the demands of running the family business. And by a wildfire which threatens the wine harvest.With my livelihood on the line, I rush into action in my role as a woodland firefighter.The last thing I expect to find in the inferno is a beautiful woman struggling to survive.When sparks fly between us, they ignite a firestorm too strong to resist.After a shoddy arson investigation implicates Evelyn in setting the destructive blaze, I’m determined to prove her innocence.But sinister forces are determined to keep us apart. Can our love survive, or will it be extinguished along with our lives?FIRESTORM is an angsty, steamy contemporary romantic suspense set in K. Bromberg's Everyday Heroes World that will tug at your heartstrings and have your heart racing.

    The moment I step foot off the plane, I had a feeling my life was going to change. It wasn’t the new contract I’d signed, and it certainly wasn’t the Big Apple that called to me, it was her. Shy and sweet, Violet Kennedy, captured my attention. But I’m far from what she expected to walk into her office. I live by the moniker they’ve given me. Even though I’m nothing like the image they portray, I have a job to do, and that may be the reason I lose the woman of my dreams. I may be the Brazen Bachelor, but for Violet, I would walk away from it all. The only problem is, she believes the lie.

    After a wild night and a few too many drinks, I ended up in a hotel room with a complete stranger. I didn’t think I’d ever see him again — boy, was I wrong. Two days later, he walks into my dad’s office. He was looking for the man in charge.Instead, he found me — the boss’s daughter. A few sly remarks about my family had me all too skeptical about revealing my identity. It’s a good thing I held back.... Because it seems he’s got an opinion about the Big Wig’s daughter, too. Stuck-up.High-strung.Demanding.So, I let him believe I was an employee, too. A measly assistant with the curiosity of a cat. At least, that’s what he thought. Now I can find out why he’s painted this dark picture of my family.And it’s time to show him that I’m more than a name in the rumor mill.That’s all assuming I’m not exposed first.

    I’m tasked with winning over the scorned fans.I thought my batting average would speak for itself.I was wrong.When my off-the-field actions collide with my on-the-field goals, I have no choice but to devise the persona of being a committed man.The task is impossible until I meet my neighbor, Hailey LaCroix. Goal-driven and refined, she’s the perfect woman to help pull off this ruse.I need a fake relationship. She needs an exclusive interview.The very ones I refuse to do.I didn’t earn the Heartbreak Hitter title by being a saint. There are reasons I keep my past a secret and stay single.But there’s more to Hailey LaCroix than her good looks and smoking hot curves. She’s pure and real. She makes me believe I have more to offer than swinging a bat.And the longer we stay together, the more I want to confess all of my secrets.The very ones that will destroy me.Heartbreak Hitter features Rick Bosley from the Cessna U Wildcat series and Hailey LaCroix from Park Avenue Player.

    He’s the former basketball team captain and my high school sweetheart. We broke up when we went to different colleges. He has a business and a three-year-old girl named Annabelle now. His ex-wife is out of the picture, and somehow we end up tangling the sheets together.Now I’m pregnant and don’t know how to tell him the news.

    At Seemore Temps they pride themselves on the three B’s. Beauty, Brains, and Bounty. They supply the mostly male-driven businesses of Manhattan with able women that can do the job, and look good too. Needless to say, we’re a popular Agency.Working for Mason Chase should have been easy. He was married, kind and a bit of a flirt, but pretty harmless. Not like James Murtaugh or the Shameless Bastard as I’ve come to call him. He’s the ruthless, arrogant CEO of Renowned Investment Financial, and he’s set his eyes on... me.He can have any woman he wants and will go to great lengths to have them. I need this job, but I want, Christ, what do I want? Do I give in? Let him conquer me like some Emperor? Or do I stay in my place and collect the paycheck? We shall see, either way, it’s gonna be interesting.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

    But when she flashed those deep brown eyes, she could get any man to do her bidding.The streets of New York were not an easy road—one must earn their way. But this beauty was different. She needed to be on a stage, not singing on a street corner.I had the power to help her make beautiful music.Question was . . . what was in it for me?
Powerful Bastard is a witty, sexy love story about a free-spirited musician who just might bring a Manhattan powerhouse to his knees.

    Things go from chaotic to scorching hot when I run into my old crush, Miles Thatcher, on my way out of the building.Talk about disastrous timing. I haven’t seen him in years – five to be exact.Since the day we buried his sister – my best friend.That was both the best and worst day of my life.It was also the day Miles kissed me – and promptly forgot about me.Some things never change. He still has no clue who I am. Miles is no longer the boy I fell in love with. Now he’s just a stuck-up big shot with a big bank account and bigger ego.I wish I didn’t still have feelings for him but seeing him again only makes me want him more. If only Miles would finally ‘see’ me. A lot can happen over five years, but time hasn’t erased the guilt he carries. Underneath his fancy façade is a man who can’t get over the grief of losing his baby sister... or the regret of not being able to prevent it.And I’m just the girl who can’t get over him.

    The cop who pulled me over was good-looking, if you’re into clean cut guys with expressive eyes. He was also cocky and gave me three tickets.One for speeding.Another for blowing a light.And the third for not producing an insurance card.Jerk.When he finally let me go, I realized I was more than an hour late for my first day as an intern for the infamous advice column, Ask Ida. So much for trying to be the only one in my family with a legit job. Lucky for me, my new boss, Soraya, didn’t fire me on the spot. But that’s where my luck ran out.A couple of weeks later, in between fetching coffee and finding the missing paperclips, I received a text message from my dad, the president of the Corrupt Hellraisers MC, ordering me to the compound.Yeah, try explaining that to your new boss. Hey, I’ve gotta go. Everyone in my family is a criminal and we’re all on lockdown.You’re fired.Sure enough when I arrived at the clubhouse, everyone was in cuffs and the jerk who pulled me over was the one ushering my father out of the clubhouse.They say you never see the bad guys coming.Well, I didn’t see the cocky jerk coming either.

    I was the kind of woman who lived inside the lines—until I broke the rules for a smooth-talking, creative Casanova. I really shouldn’t have been surprised when I woke up alone in his hotel room. Three years later, our worlds collided once more, and this time, I wasn’t only caught off guard by Ryder’s sexy, dimpled smirk, but also by the little boy standing at his side. A little boy he never mentioned, who looked just like him and was old enough to be one of my kindergarten students. The minute Ryder extended his hand to introduce himself, it was clear I had simply been another notch on his bedpost. Anyone in my shoes would have assumed the same thing I did—that Ryder DeLuca was nothing more than a womanizing jerk. Then again, you know what they say about assuming, don’t you? Both of us were marred by a past we couldn’t change, but with a little help from fate, two geriatric cupids, and a dog named Turtle, we just might get our second chance.

    He’s determined to be my savior. But I make a terrible damsel in distress. The verbal sparring is delicious foreplay and in a weak moment, I give him my number. It’s a mistake. See, my life is planned down to the very last detail. While it hasn’t always been a fairy tale existence, I’ve never wanted for anything. Now it’s my turn to give back, and I won’t rest until my debts are paid—all of them. And no one, not even Dr. Dailey, with his irresistible dimple and guarded past, will derail everything I’ve worked for. I won’t risk it. I can’t. If I could change the past, I would. For me, and for her. Especially for her. They call me Dr. Dirty, and I let them. My colleagues mean it as a joke, but they have no idea how stained my soul really is. The promises I’ve broken. The people I’ve failed. The shame that clouds everything. The only time I feel like a decent human being is when I’m at the hospital surrounded by patients—people I might actually be able to save. God knows I’m past salvation myself. Despite my sins, and there are plenty, I’m chasing redemption. A second chance. I might not deserve it, but I want it. What I’m not looking for is a warrior princess with a forgiving heart—until I meet Juliana. When she peers into my soul, she sees light where I see darkness.Now redemption isn’t enough. I want her too.But the road between us is littered with landmines and secrets—most of them mine. And I’m not sure I can put the past aside to be the man she deserves.

    Writing for an upscale magazine in New York City is a dream come true. Everything is perfect, until it isn’t.Now, I’m unemployed, single, pushing forty, and living back at home with my parents. Mid-life crisis anyone?Then he walks through my parents’ front door and it all fades away. Sebastian “Bash” Jagger is grown up and all man. This new version in front of me is as cocksure as they come. Some would even call him a Rock God. And he’s about to turn my world upside down with an offer I can’t refuse. There’s just one problem. He’s my younger brother’s best friend. My much younger brother.Sebastian:Fame and fortune; I’ve got it in spades. From the millions of fans screaming my name every night to the awards that line the walls of my mansion, I have it all. It’s a far cry from the dirty orphan who used to sleep on the floor of his best friend’s room.Still, having everything isn’t enough. Something is still missing. The second I walk through her parents’ front door and my eyes land on her, I know exactly what that is or rather who that is.London Ramone has been the star of every wet dream I’ve ever had. The forbidden fruit I couldn’t touch, but was dying to taste. She was beautiful then, but she’s stunning now. Opportunity is knocking—she needs a job and I have an offer she can’t refuse. If we both end up tangled in my sheets along the way that’s a bonus I can live with because I always get what I want and that won’t stop now.She thinks I’m too young for her, but I’m going to enjoy proving to her how wrong she is. After all, age is just a number and I have hers.

    He was that guy; NFL football quarterback and Mr. Popular. He told me he would never leave. He lied. Now he’s back. But I’m not that girl anymore.Aurora St. Claire is that girl. The one who excels at academics. The one from a broken home who lives on the bad side of town. The one with an alcoholic mother who couldn’t care less if she existed. The one with an abusive older sister who would give her bruises instead of hugs. The one who keeps to the shadows, trying not to be seen.Sometimes the best families are the ones you create, not the ones you are born into. Aurora never knows what a true family is like until she has one suddenly thrust upon her at the age of eighteen. It takes a single revelation from a stranger to change her life forever.Then, JD Hallstead comes barreling into her life. He is everything she never thought she wanted, but everything she craves. That is, until the day he destroys her and leaves her heart to burn to ashes in his wake. What is the adage? The flip side of love is hate. Well, her hate burns bright, and it has a name: Jackson Dillon Hallstead.JD Hallstead is that guy. The one who is Mr. Popular and Quarterback King of Highland High. The one voted class president and most likely to succeed. The one who girls go crazy over and guys want to be. The one with a controlling, abusive father who will go to any lengths to keep his son in check. The one with the secrets.Aurora is the girl JD has secretly crushed on for years. It takes a friend’s tragic death to bring Aurora and JD together. It takes JD’s secrets to tear them apart. Aurora tells JD everybody leaves. He promises her he never will.He lied.Now, JD will do anything, fight anyone, give up everything, to get Aurora back. Aurora said JD broke her heart. Who better than him to put it back together?But the thing about secrets is that they always come back to haunt you. The question is: How far will JD go to protect the woman he loves before those secrets destroy them all?Reader’s Warning: That Girl is an enemies-to-lovers, second chance romance with scorching heat that will melt your Kindle and enough twists and turns to keep you guessing what will happen next. It takes place after the conclusion of Broken Butterfly, Fallen Brook Series, Book 3. Even though the book can be read on its own, fans of the Fallen Brook Series will love seeing some of their favorite characters return! That Girl touches upon topics that may be triggering to some readers such as flashbacks to an attempted sexual assault, child neglect and abuse, and violence. The story also contains foul language and sex. Any sexual intimacy between the main characters is consensual. For these reasons, the book is recommended for readers aged 17+.

    And last.My secret romance, if you could call three stolen kisses and a tear-stained journal loaded with unfulfilled fantasies a romance.He taught me how to kiss.Then he walked away.I tried to keep him buried in the past, but he’s been in every kiss since.Tethering me to unattainable dreams.Well, he might have taught me how to kiss, but now I’m going to teach him how to… well, you get the idea.I’ll tempt fate, tantalize Falcon, and resurrect a fierce hunger between the two of us.And then I’ll be the one to walk away.I left my best friend’s little sister Emory firmly planted in my past. Or so I’d thought.Those pink girl-next-door lips of hers belonged in our sleepy hometown hundreds of miles away where I couldn’t reach them.I’d taught her how to kiss.Not how to kiss just anyone, but how to kiss me.Then I’d left.She deserved better than my tattered soul, lost and seeking redemption.Now she’s here. All grown up. In my neighborhood. In my pub.And the subject of my friend’s desire.The first hard and fast rule to our bro code…when your friend sees what he wants, you do everything in your power to help him get it.So, in her circle of friends full of calculating glances with lust-filled eyes, I’m there to charm the ladies while my man goes for the prize.But not when the prize is Emory. He can have anyone else…but never her.I’m his wingman… and I’m about to go rogue..

    He parades around with that sexy smirk and those fabulous abs like he’s the king of the kitchen. Of all the places he could choose to open his new restaurant, why does it have to be right next door to mine? It’s hard enough trying to get my place up and running without having him hovering around and disrupting my business. Not to mention the way my body betrays me every time he’s close. I should despise him. But with every prank, every act of sabotage we take against each other… The tension growing between us inches closer to personal and away from professional. Things are heating up, and not just in our kitchens… All because of this shameless chef.