The only thing is, my best friend is the bride. And we used to be more than friends. The groom isn't exactly stoked to have me there, either, so the deck is already stacked against me. And that's before I see that her little sister has grown up and become a knockout. She's forbidden. So why can't I stop myself? HER: He never spared me a glance in high school. He keeps telling me all the reasons why we shouldn't, but I'd like nothing better than showing him exactly why we should. I know I can't have him, so why do I want him so bad? My Best Friend's Sister Book 1 – Hometown Calling Book 2 – A Perfect Moment Book 3 – Thrown in Together

    series off into a new world of adventures filled with mystery and suspense. The Triple-D Ranch novels are set against the backdrop of a Colorado cattle ranch, where cowboys find love and danger while they're working the range. He needs a cook, she needs a place to hide… Derek Cooper has left the violent life of an Army Ranger and a covert ops agent for Blackthorne, Inc. in favor of the more peaceful life of a cowboy, running the family cattle ranch in the Colorado mountains. However, when he rescues a stranded motorist, he has no idea this blonde pixie is going to bring violence to his doorstep—or work her way into his heart. Unable to resist helping her discover why she's in danger ends up with him unable to resist her … period. When they discover a potential bioterrorism plot, they'll have to put their attraction on hold while they search for a way to prevent it. Sabrina Barton believes in second chances, and she's running a vocational culinary school to prove it. But when her brother dies in a mysterious hit-and-run, and she's beset by an unsettling series of accidents, she can't believe in coincidences. She goes in search of the one man her brother told her to seek if she ever needed help. Trouble is, the letter with that advice was delivered at her brother's funeral, more than ten years after he wrote it. Will cattle rancher Derek Cooper be able to help her? And will she be able to resist this handsome cowboy who seems to be no stranger to violence?

    No promises, no regrets. He was rich, ripped, inked up, and gone in the morning. I didn't even know his name. Not until I read it off the door on my first day at work.See, I don't do bad boys, I don't do troublemakers and I sure as heck didn't graduate college with a 3.9 GPA by screwing around.I was never supposed to see him again, but now he's my new boss, as sexy in a suit as he was between my sheets.And my new stepbrother.Having him was a slice of Heaven. Working for him could mean selling my soul. But if the devil looks like Declan Riordan, Hell might be worth the burn.

     Brody McKinnon is Whitmore University's star defenseman destined for NHL greatness. He made a name for himself playing juniors before gracing us with his esteemed presence. As much as it pains me to admit it, he’s exploded at the college level. While other girls fall all over themselves trying to gain his attention, I do my best to steer clear just as I would a particularly nasty case of crabs. For reasons I can't fathom, Brody takes great pleasure in messing with me. And I, in return, enjoy slicing him to ribbons with my razor-sharp tongue. You'd think after three years, he'd learn to keep his distance. No such luck. Unfortunately for me, I’m about to experience the worst week of my life. It starts with my ex-boyfriend announcing at a party that I’m a lousy lay. He’s the hockey-playing jerk I dated last year who left a bad taste in my mouth (*eyeroll* seriously…get your mind out of the gutter). Want to guess who rides in on his trusty white steed to rescue me? Or should I say, opens his big mouth? Yep, you guessed it. Brody freaking McKinnon, the guy I love to hate. He only makes matters worse by telling everyone that we’re together and then punching Reed in the face. The first…I plan on strangling him for. The second…I’m only sorry I didn’t get to Reed first. Now I’m stuck fake-dating Brody, the one guy who makes me feel like a rabid dog on a choke chain, for the foreseeable future. I guarantee we won’t last more than seventy-two hours without me killing him. *This is a mature New Adult novel with strong language and sexual situations intended for readers over the age of 18*

    I wanted to build a home, grow my own food, and make a difference for cancer patients at St. Agnes Memorial Hospital. I had big hopes and lots of plans. That was before I met Deacon Girard.He’s arrogant and stubborn, arguing with me even when he knows I’m right. How can such a caring and dedicated doctor be so inflexible? And why can’t I seem to get him out of my head … or my dreams?DeaconI just can’t figure out Emma Carson. Our patients love her, and she’s making a huge difference in their recovery. So what’s my problem? Why do I go out of my way to fight with her constantly?Maybe it’s because she makes me question my intensity and second-guess my focus. Or maybe it’s because I’m not sure if I want to push her away . . . or make her mine.

    He thrilled me. And after one touch, all I could think about was getting more… Makayla never thought she’d set foot in an underground mixed-martial arts club. But if anyone needs a medic on hand, it’s these guys. Trouble is, at her first sight of the club’s owner she’s the one feeling breathless. All sleek muscle and restrained power, the man they call Torment plays to win at any cost. Whether it’s in the ring or in the bedroom, he knows exactly when to use a soft touch and when to launch a full-on assault. He always knows just how far he can push. And he’s about to tempt Makayla in ways she never imagined…

    Rescuing a tattered kitten from a feral dog leads him to meet Dr. Megan James, the captivating veterinarian who treats the cat, and catches his eye. Megan wonders about the man who doesn't hesitate to pay for the treatment of a kitten that wasn’t even his own and as fate continues to throw them together, Jude and Megan explore their mutual attraction. But when Megan becomes the target of a stalker who doesn’t like the attention she is getting from the handsome Captain who dominates on the ice, things take a sinister turn. The stalker will stop at nothing to keep Jude away from “his” Megan. As the danger increases, Megan refuses to be intimidated, and Jude must find a way to save her life as he earns her heart.

    Recklessly cocky. Brutally handsome. Exceptionally Talented.  Utterly Ruthless.  Meet my childhood crush, everybody.Except "little" Shane North is all grown up now, and he's out for revenge...on me.Before I moved away, Shane was my best friend's older brother. But Shane isn't the lanky, spindly boy I used to know. He's been replaced by a handsome man with broad, muscular shoulders and hockey scouts lining up to get him to play for their team.When he "accidentally" sends me a selfie one night after a chance phone call, then shows up at my house per my mother's request, a passion ignites inside me that I've never felt once in my life.But there's one big problem: Shane is holding onto an enormous secret. Something everyone in town seems to know but won't tell me. My father was the richest man in Black Mountain, and had his share of enemies, as reading his diary informs me.The more I fight my attraction to Shane, the more I fall for him. Despite his secrets, recklessness, and temper, he's got a protective streak a mile wide for those he cares about. Which, after one very hot night, includes me.My attraction to him comes on strong and without warning. But this is no fairy tale. This is a nightmare.I just pray the big bad ice wolf known Shane North is on my side.And before I make it out of Black Mountain, I'm going to have to confront the secrets about my father this town has tucked away.Or should I say, if I make it out of this town.

    Just the sight of him gets my blood boiling.Problem is, I'm best friends with his sister so it's hard to avoid him. And now we're going to the same college.He's also giving me swimming lessons but I have no idea why. I swear he's only doing it so he can drown me.I really hate him.I hate the smirk on his face.I hate his gorgeous blue eyes. His dark tan. His muscular arms.I hate the way my stomach flutters when he touches me in the pool.And most of all? I hate that I'm starting to like him.Me liking Cal? That was never supposed to happen.

    And frankly, I kind of wish I still didn’t because then I wouldn’t have a sprained ankle to show for it. And my leg wouldn’t resemble a boa constrictor that’s swallowed a feral pig. Yeah, it’s that bad.I’ve spent years saving every penny I’ve ever earned to be able to transfer to Malibu University. And now my entire future––including my scholarship––is in jeopardy. So I either accept the help he insists on giving me, or lose everything I’ve sacrificed for. In the meantime, I’m going to ignore the fact that we’re becoming friends.And I’m definitely going to pretend he’s not turning into the object of my…umm, dirty fantasies. That’s not happening. Not even a little.Because the minute I clapped eyes on him I knew he was nothing but trouble.