Dane Crawford is head over heels in love with his best friend. Dare.A kiss. Sterling Cranefield is in lust with her boyfriend, until he abruptly breaks her heart.When Sterling tries to withdraw from her friends following the breakup, Dane won’t allow it. Now is his chance and he isn’t going to let it, or her, slip through his fingers.A simple game of Truth or Dare, changes everything.Dane and Sterling’s lives take a different direction than either of them thought possibleWill they cross the lines of the just friend zone?And if they do, can they find the kind of relationship that lasts forever?

     His best friend wants me in his bed… again. I’ve never forgotten how he used me and threw me away all those years ago. He was my first love and he destroyed my heart. Now he’s traded his electric guitar in for a business suit and a BMW… And I’m not going to lie, he’s hot AF. And, the heated sparks flying between us are undeniable. He’s totally off limits and giving into temptation would be ALL WRONG. But if wrong feels so good, maybe I don’t want to be right. But we’re really good at keeping secrets… aren’t we?

     Jamie Houston was supposed to just be Leda Riveau’s Thursday night (and maybe Friday morning) fun. After a romantic and professional disaster three years ago in Nashville, Leda is back in her hometown of Maybelle County. She has a great job, awesome brothers, and friends as allergic to emotions as she is. That's all the sweetness she needs to go along with the bitter taste Nashville left in her mouth. After all, a girl with her own hashtag - #ledagoesnuclear - cannot be expected to do relationships, no matter what her brothers think. Jamie is a serial monogamist with a three-year-old son and a long commute--he's not afraid to commit. Although the timing has never been right, he's always had a thing for Leda. He knows full well she doesn't do serious, but that was before the tension between them became explosive. What starts out as a casual Thursday night arrangement gets messy fast between interfering friends, an amazing son, a sad brother, a pushy mom, and chemistry so intense it’s scary. How does a man who needs forever win a woman who hates romance?

    But now that I’m home to take the helm, I find out my parents have gone and hired some corporate wannabe with a fancy degree to help. I’m determined to send her packing until I get a good look at her.Though she represents everything I hate, I find myself drawn to her. She’s a temptation that’s hard to resist.OliveHelping the family-run apple orchard reach the next level seems like a good stepping stone for bigger and better things. It would go a whole lot better if the owners’ son didn’t question my every decision.And it would be a whole lot easier if he wasn’t so good looking.I’m here to do a job, but maybe it wouldn’t hurt to mix a little pleasure with business.Instalove Fall Festival is a series of standalone short, sweet, and steamy romances filled with the best parts of Autumn and happily ever afters. Read this series if you love strong, protective heroes and confident, curvy heroines who find true love, and maybe some hot apple cider along the way. No cliffhangers! No cheating!

     A toothless opossum. An emotional llama. And...a handsome silver fox. Fifi’s inherited more than just property — and apparently the jackass who lives there — and we aren’t talking about the hammock loving donkey. Right on the heels of sparklers and the Star Spangled Banner, Fifi’s knee deep in twinkle lights and Jingle Bells when she takes her grandmother’s place as head of the town Christmas Festival...in smoking hot July. Doctor Jensen Bain — aka silver fox — finds himself standing toe-to-toe with the infamous Fiona “Fifi” Gallagher straight out of Hollywood - threatening eviction. Accidentally sleeping with her certainly wasn’t part of the plan or worth declaring a Christmas in July miracle, despite the fireworks — due to the stick up her pompous…*BEEP* From big city girl to small town animal whisperer, Fifi’s heart is suddenly torn between Hollywood and Holly-weird. When mysterious letters from a secret admirer, known only as Santa, make her question if she’s meant for the spotlight and couture or wildlife and red checkered flannel.

    When he spoke and I heard his British accent, I'm pretty sure an ovary exploded. Then he knocked on my door with a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand before inviting himself inside. After my bad breakup, I wasn't ready to date. I hadn't even looked for a rebound, but there he was, practically gift wrapped. Too bad I wanted nothing more than a second chance with my ex. Will Montana. I loved saying her name. I'd been watching her for months before she ever noticed me. She was too hung up on that cad to pay me any attention. Despite how perfect for me she seemed, I thought I might have a chance with her. After all, I had a cute accent and since we lived on the same floor, geography was on my side. A month ago, I'd actually witnessed their break up at the restaurant where I bartended. So, I bided my time and waited for her to recover. I wasn't built to be a rebound. And while I was certain her ex would come crawling back, I knew once I'd had a taste of life with her, I could never let her go.

    Yet, all could think about was Mutt, or at least that’s what they called her.To me, she was gorgeous and witty ... and perfect. She knew more duty than desire, more perseverance than passion, and more acquaintance than affection, but here was no way I’d ever want to change her. In fact, I was dying to show her the life she'd been missing, but first she'd have to trust me enough to tell me her real name.I wanted to plant roots, but I refused to clip her wings. Not when she was everything I’d been looking for and all the home I’d ever need.Roots and Wings is a standalone contemporary romance. If you're looking for a good time, then you've come to the right place. Welcome to Wynne.

    Follow the syllabus.2. Don’t date the undergrads.Easy enough. I’m a science nerd with a Graduate thesis to write. My weekend plans don’t exactly include doing keg stands at the Alpha Delta Xi house.But when the fastest halfback in college football shows up in the front row of my chemistry class, the rules start to seem... a little more like guidelines to me.Hello, John Kirby.Farewell, my V-card.If anyone finds out about us, I could lose a lot more than my inhibitions.But John isn’t like any guy I’ve ever dated. He’s clever. And loyal. And ripped like a sheet.I can believe him when he says he’ll never hurt me. Right?We broke the rules.I never expected him to break my heart, too.First Down Darling is a steamy stand-alone sports romance guaranteed to tug your heartstrings. It was originally published as Johnny Deeper and In Too Deep. This new edition includes brand-new and extended scenes not available in the original version.Want more Chicago North University? Don’t miss the first book in the Kings of Chicago North series Touchdown Baby!

    It was right there in the rules; rule number one, to be exact. So what if it was his own personal rule? But when Tatiana Edwards enters his classroom, he knows things are about to heat up. Because she’s attractive as can be and there’s a look in her eyes begging him to dominate her.Tatiana wants to seduce her anatomy professor.Tatiana isn’t happy about her unexpected move, but when she meets her new anatomy professor, she can’t stop thinking about him. She can’t stop imagining him taking control and taking her. Is he the kind of guy that’s into all the dark things she wants? Or is he as vanilla and boring as most of the guys that try to come on to her?There’s only one way to find out!

    Add a cocky billionaire. Throw in a fake engagement. Let the games begin.KayleeI have one rule. I don't date tourists. Ever. Because vacation boyfriends never last. But my life is a hot mess. So much so that my friends throw me a love-life intervention. Never heard of that? Me neither. I may have a problem. So I decide to break my rule just one time because the tourist is unbelievably sexy. Hey, it's more of a guideline than an actual rule. What's the worst that can happen?Cue Chase Covington, the relationship-averse billionaire who blows into my life like a category five hurricane.My Billionaire Fake Fiance is a full-length, standalone romantic comedy with no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a HEA.