Utterly wrong.Esther Richardson might have been a child prodigy violin virtuoso in her youth, but right now she’s making waffles like a master and completely showing me up in every way possible. She’s also walking around in sexy outfits and making my life miserable.As captain of the Minnesota Raiders professional hockey team, I’m all business. I’m Puck Daddy on the ice. At home, I’m trying to keep my hands off of Esther—and failing.I haven’t had feelings like these for a woman since my wife died. Esther is my kids’ nanny. It’s wrong to want her this badly. Isn’t it? I no longer know.One thing’s for sure: I want out of the Single Dad Hockey Players Club.Can I convince Esther to give me a chance? To give us a chance to see where this goes?Hot Shot is Book 1 in the Minnesota Raiders series following sexy single hockey player dads on and off the ice.

    That should have been a sign.As if I needed another one, he also turns out to be my boss.But he made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. How hard can it be to fake it, especially when it feels like we’re not faking at all?I can do anything for three weeks, right? It’s not like I’m going to let myself fall in love with a man who’s been officially named Sydney’s Most Wicked Billionaire Playboy. No matter how many times he winds up in my bed.Then we tell each other our real reasons for the sham.And it becomes impossible to pretend I’m pretending.Confused? Try being me.Especially when Aiden looks at me like I’m the only woman in the world, his strong muscles looking divine and his fingers working their magic as they trace my curves.This is a Fake Fiancé, Billionaire Romance with a very emotional HEA, featuring a smokin’ hot Aussie billionaire and the down-on-her-luck fake fiancée who just might be everything he’s ever wanted! Don't miss out on this hot-as-hell series full of billionaires, pretend boyfriends, enemies-to-lovers twists and turns and hot-as-hell forbidden romance! The Such a Bad Idea series can be read in any order and introduces readers to the drop-dead gorgeous Wheatley Brothers, who feature in all three books. SUCH A BAD IDEA SERIESBOOK 1: TO LOVE - Fake romanceBOOK 2: TO WANT - Enemies to loversBOOK 3: TO DESIRE - Forbidden relationship

    But my life has never been a bedtime story and no prince with a fancy shoe is turning me into a Cinderella.I had big plans outside of my small but powerful country. But Gunnar, the wicked prince in a gorgeous package, was temptation too strong for me to resist. His sweet lies and sweeter kisses pulled me back into his arms over and over again until his cold cruel heart finally broke mine for good.Now he's going to be King and he wants me back in his country, his palace...and his bed.And we all must bow to the King.

    She impulsively takes up her roommates' offer to nanny for a little girl on a mega yacht in the South of France. Even though she can't stand boats, this seems like fate giving her an opportunity to lick her wounds in a bucket list paradise while she figures out how to get her life back.But this little girl she's arrived to look after has a daddy. A widowed, hot, young, billionaire of a daddy. A man who, for all his wealth, is grumpy, conceited, and utterly closed off. But Josie can't help but be drawn closer to this enigmatic man.Xavier Pascale is on an emotional island of his own making. It's just him and his daughter and he likes it that way. He works hard, his shareholders are happy, his best friends are his bodyguard, and the people who work for him. What's wrong with that? But then he meets Josephine Marin. Her arrival in his life is like a deep ocean tremor along a catastrophic emotional fault line. And now... well, now, he's very, very aware of his isolation and his very human need. But he can't be distracted. When he gets distracted terrible things happen.He should send the nanny home.He really should.But what if he just takes what he wants, just this one time ...This is a standalone, contemporary romance. It includes luscious scenes of sparkling blue ocean, and tantalizing, seductive food, as well as a smoking hot, dirty-talking Frenchman. If traveling scares you, or sexy times scare you, then this book is not for you. But if you're looking for a decadent armchair vacation after being stuck in one place for over a year--that will make you laugh, swoon, and cry--then this one is for you!

    The horse trainer I need to turn the family racing business around. She’s feisty, confident, and so damn tempting. And our chemistry? It sizzles.We clash from the moment we meet. And in a small town, on an even smaller farm, it’s hard to keep your distance. It’s even harder to keep that friction from turning to fire.But keeping things professional? That might be the biggest struggle of all. Because Billie is the whole package, whip-smart with a body I fantasize about when I’m alone, and quite possibly the only woman who can save this place—and me.She drives me crazy. In every sense of the word. Every smart-mouthed little comment—every game we play—I end up wanting more. Wanting her closer. With me. Under me.I try not to let her get to me, but the more time we spend together the more I crave her. Her lips. Her trust. Her heart.I want it all.But at what cost?Because suddenly I don’t just want to win races, I want to win the girl.OFF TO THE RACES is a sizzling slow burn, standalone romance with no cheating. It’s the first book in the Goldrush Ranch series, set in a small town called Ruby Creek.

    How long it took to fall asleep: Forever. I have insomnia. Duh. Number of caffeinated beverages you had consumed: Zero. Thanks for advising me to quit! My stress level is off the charts. I can’t sleep right on a normal day, and lately my days are filled with the best kind of chaos. My ex-wife and husband number two are filming in Poland for three months, so I’m turning down movie parts to focus on the most important role of my life— impossibly charming and somewhat capable young single dad. My son won’t stop asking questions. My daughter won’t brush her teeth unless I sing her showtunes. Our regular nanny quit. The only person I could trust to hire as a temp nanny is my best friend’s sister. If Mary Poppins and Bill Murray had a baby it would be Willa. Fresh out of grad school and beautifully weird. She hates my movies, and my kids adore her. I couldn’t sleep last night because she wasn’t here. Turns out I can’t sleep unless she’s in my house now. Turns out she’s what’s been missing from my life all along. If my friend had any idea what I want to do to his gorgeous troublemaker of a sister, he would smother me with a pillow. The chances of us succeeding as a couple are about as good as that little indie movie that I made being a huge hit. But it’s a chance I’m going to take. * This is a 71,000 word novel

    Who cares if it's nothing this good girl would normally do - with a man who turns out to be my horrible boss? Who cares that I’m promised to someone else?I blame the alcohol for agreeing to marry him. As long as my new husband keeps his mouth shut, I can survive five years of our little arrangement. It's too late for anything else.But our impromptu wedding leads to so much more than I bargained for. His dirty promises warm me. His kisses make me lightheaded. His respect slips past my best defenses. The hate turns to friendship and makes me dream of more. He’s like the most dangerous kind of champagne. That’s why I blame him for making me fall in love with him.But when I find out our marriage was nothing more than revenge, what’s to blame for my broken heart?

    Did McHottie just ask me to fake an engagement? You would think I would say no. You would think I wouldn't move in with a complete stranger. You would think I wouldn't give that stranger my virginity. Most days I'm a pillar of restraint.But some gravitational pull made both of us complete idiots for each other.Now we're knee deep in scandal.And this arrangement is getting more dangerous by the minute.60 days to convince myself it's only fake.Two months before I never feel his touch again.One chance to tell him about my secret.

    He wasn't my type - tall, dark... dangerous. My stomach flipflopped whenever he was around and I got so tongue-tied I could never get words out of my mouth. But it didn't matter. He never talked to me. Barely knew I existed. Why did I just spend the last decade dreaming about him? I'm shy, quiet… still a virgin. A man like Dante Calegari would never be interested in a girl like me. So, I made him an offer he couldn't refuse. ~ She thinks I don't know how she feels, thinks she's hidden it all from me. She couldn't be more wrong. I've known Noemi since she was twelve, watched her grow up. She was sweet back then, a little shy, too quiet. Never talked to me. Just smiled, nodded, and walked away. Then the sweet girl I knew went away to college, traveled the world and came home to torment me. But it could never happen between us. I'm a ruthless killer and she's the girl next door.Then she made a decision that changed things. She handed me what I needed. A pass to my own personal paradise, or a one-way ticket to Hell, depending on how you looked at it. She gave me permission to ruin her. She asked me to agree to the Virgin Clause and I wasn't strong enough to say 'no.' Now, she's all mine. If I can keep her alive.

    Master Baker. Dimples. Muscles. The unicorn of fake boyfriends.Complication: Wyatt Morgan. My brother's best friend. My sworn enemy. Military man. Sexy as hell single dad. The man I let into my panties for one night of hot hate sex after my ex dumped me. And the man who just scared off that perfect fake boyfriend. By pretending to be my real boyfriend.I can roll with this though. What’s the harm in Flirting with the Frenemy if it helps me get the job done?Complete my mission and move on.Or so I thought.Until Wyatt kisses me again and I start feeling things I shouldn't.The thing about weddings...nothing ever goes as planned. Flirting with the Frenemy is a rollicking fun romantic comedy featuring a single dad military man, an irritatingly attractive blast from his past, pirates, cursing parrots, and a wedding gone wild. It stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers.

    I apparently missed out on that one.Because Damon Rose came, and instead of running, I got pregnant.DamonYes. I remember Chelsea Cross.I remember five years ago when she thought she could handle me.Proving her wrong was… enjoyable.With hair I wanted to fist. A mouth that only stopped when I kissed it. A body that I needed to press against the nearest wall and claim.And now she wants a job.A smart man would say “no”.Or, I could teach her the same lesson I taught her five years ago.She can’t even begin to handle me.Author’s Note: Buckle up for the ultimate bosshole in this steamy, workplace romantic comedy with a sassy heroine and a stubborn grump who wants to ruin her day.

    I'm the quirky Pride & Prejudice-loving editor who uses big words and dresses like the world's non-sexiest librarian.We have nothing in common.And we're competitors for the same job.Game on, right? May the best person win and all that? Fine by me. I'm happy to hold him at arms' length forever.And considering I'm practically the only woman in the office he's never flirted with, he's obviously happy to do the same.But when we're stuck overnight in our office building thanks to an earthquake-induced landslide (don't worry, we're totally fine), things between us start to change.I begin to realize that Connor isn't actually the jerk I thought he was--the kind who leads women on, just like my ex.And when he offers to attend my ex's wedding as my fake boyfriend, things get even more interesting. Especially when he gives me that much-too-chaste kiss...But I can't fall for him. That would be repeating the same mistake, just with a different guy.Tell that to my dumb heart, though--the one that seems to think Connor Bryant is my Mr. Darcy.Fans of Sarah Adams will love this closed-door romantic comedy with lots of sizzle and spice, but no on-page explicit content.

    Job satisfaction has taken on a whole new meaning. When I lied on my resume, I didn’t expect it to matter. I mean any child would love me; I was born to be a nanny. I applied for a position working for a woman, or so I thought. But Julian Masters is definitely all man…the kind you dream of licking chocolate from. The first day was bad. The kids were the spawn of the devil and I spied through a window and caught him doing something obscene…. and equally fascinating. The second day was worse, he caught me snooping in his bathroom cabinet in my skimpy pyjamas and all hell broke loose. On the third day, I ran over him in a golf cart. And by day four I had decided that I wanted that chocolate…all of it. Melted….on me. But intelligent, widowed Judges don’t fall for ditzy nannies. Or do they?

    There’s no need for clever seduction. He merely circles his prey, just waiting to take a bite. With his sinfully handsome looks and confidence to match, I’ll take a swim. It’s just one night, right? This single mom has needs too. Until suddenly, you discover the surgeon you’re working with is the shark in blue scrubs. And he doesn’t realize it’s you. Our explosive connection is no longer limited to the bedroom. This is not the kind of man you bring home to meet your son. We’ve endured enough. Yet these are treacherous waters. Is it purely lust that brings me back for more?Our chemistry is undeniable. The passion unparalleled. Is there a hope for a future with this deliciously dangerous man, driven to win at any cost?Or is this relationship one more betrayal in the making?

    And I’m still a mess for him.KEATONI noticed the girl behind the camera.She was the town’s little sister to everyone but me.But it’s been too long and I’ve been too patient.Ten years later, I’m not sure I have any more patience to spare.Violet’s shy pink lips are now a fiery red.And, this time, I can’t stay away.Match Cut is a full-length, stand-alone, small town romance with fun campfire hangouts, movie theater makeouts, and campfire shenanigans. It is the first book in the Foxe Hill Series. Each book in the series can be read individually but are most enjoyed as a whole! Dual POV. 18+ for language and spice.