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She hates fireworks, schmaltz, and arrogance.
She loves carbs, full moons, and humility.
She lives in the Caribbean but she's not a big fan of beaches or soca.
Jokey people are her favorite people to be around because laughter is the way to her heart.
When Ann's not abusing her computer keyboard, you can find her nosing a novel, watching anything on television that makes her laugh until she breaks into hiccups (loves Disney and Impractical Jokers!) studying the Bible, or sipping red wine.
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Seduced by the sunny, diverse, laid-back Denver, Colorado, I settle in and set up a new life.
New job. New house. New friends… Freedom.
The idea was to start over. Fresh. Anew. But I didn’t anticipate starting over with my twenty-year-old student.
Nero Gunnar might be twelve years my junior, but he’s the manliest man I’ve ever met. He has his sights set on me and he’s not letting up.
It’s wrong. Forbidden. A disaster waiting to happen.
But sinful wrongs have never tasted so, so sweet.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not a dark romance. This is not erotica. The Biker and the Professor is a sexy, unconventional contemporary romance. Written in the first-person present tense. Contains mature content.
Pity he didn’t know I'm more determined than a bull.
He’s a dream-blocking jerk and I can’t stand his stupid freckled face. We despise each other, that much is clear. That’s why I’m spun confused when he starts looking at me like he doesn’t.
I’m not a size two with a tiny waist, nor do I have bright blue eyes or perky tits—you know, the type he loves hanging around—so why does he want to be around me all of a sudden?
Oh, right, because I tried to be nice to him once and made the mistake of fibbing to my family that he’s my boyfriend. Now he’s like a plague I can’t get rid of—not that I’ve been trying too hard.
I tried to stop him from winning my heart.
Pity I didn’t know he's more determined than a starving lion.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not a true MC romance. All MC happenings take place off-page. This is not a dark romance. This is not erotica. The Biker and the Baker is a fun, sexy, contemporary romance novel. Written in the first-person present tense. Contains mature content.
I gave him something I shouldn’t have.
He went away to die—I prayed that he’d survive.
I shouldn’t have done that either.
Now, five years later, he’s back. Mangled, but alive. And it’s all my fault.
He has my secret. He has my card. And he’s determined to finish what we started.
This is not how it was supposed to go.
But when has life ever been obedient to our wills?
PLEASE NOTE: This is not a true MC romance. All MC happenings take place off-page. This is not a dark romance. This is not erotica. The Biker and the Loner is a sexy, contemporary romance. Written in the first-person present tense. Contains mature content.
I’ve seen them around. Preppy, sun-kissed Californians zigzagging about Denver in funky Jeep Wranglers. Ignored them. Until one of them walks through the doors of The Metal House Auto Repair Shop.
Sure, he’s good-looking or whatever, but hideously dressed, a bit nerdy, and such a far cry from my type that it’s not even worth mentioning.
So why can’t I stop staring? Captivated. Confused.
And why does he keep staring? Like I’m a dream come to life.
He offers me a deal too good to pass up, a deal that will get me one step closer to my dream to travel the world.
I couldn’t have anticipated the turn my life would take when I said yes to Alec Vaughn.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not an MC romance. This is not a dark romance. This is not erotica. The Biker and the Gamer is a fun, sexy, contemporary romance. Written in first-person present tense.
A man of singular tastes, the thirty-two-year-old, oversexed demon doesn’t do young chicks.
Are you single, free, disengaged?
Sorry, he’s not into you.
Are you off the market?
Well, he’s most certainly interested. And best believe he’ll seduce your underwear right down to your ankles, leaving you no choice but to give in.
That’s how the real estate mogul has always lived his life—backward.
But things take a drastic turn, both for better and for worse, when twenty-five-year-old interior designer, Krissan Kingston, walks into his office…
This is Trevillo and Krissan’s story. The final book of the Billionaire Brothers series.
*Contains strong sexual content and adult language. Told in both first and third-person narrative.*
My name is Timberly Day. I don’t drink, but I do know things.
I know the heart beats over 100,000 times per day.
I know for every one second, lightning strikes the Earth 100 times.
I also know that Jaxon King—the bloody tosser!—is a muddler.
A manipulator. A liar. A con, a thief...and a closet nerd.
He’s as beautiful as innocence, as harmless as a feather.
Except, it’s all an illusion.
I see him and I see lies. I smell him and I taste deceit.
And still—fool that I am—I rush in.
His eyes are like ice. His tongue is like fire.
His lies are white, but his touch is red hot.
I had the chance to run.
Now, I am a part of the game.
And the only way to win...is to give in.
Sadie Francé has known nothing but pain all her life. Good things just didn't happen to people like her.
Once, she let herself believe the opposite. She believed the lies of the mysterious rich boy who was hell-bent on making her his girl.
He gave her a taste... A taste of happiness. A taste of love. A taste of life.
But the moment Sadie began to let her guard down, believing life wasn't so much of a bitch after all, that taste, that sweet nectar, turned bitter on her tongue.
When yet another of life's unfortunate circumstances worked in her favor this time around, ridding her of her painful memories, Sadie trusted that she was safe. Free.
Until seven years later...
Into Sadie's miserable life barged the most mysterious oddity of a man. He made a fearless Sadie fear, a careless Sadie care, a hopeless Sadie hope.
Against her better judgment, against her own intuition, she wanted this man, body and soul.
But when she began having strange dreams, dreams that were her forbidden memories, memories that doctors told her were irretrievable, Sadie soon realized that Mr. Mysterious in Black wasn't so mysterious after all.
Written in first-person POV, with some third person chapters.
***Recommended for ages 18 and over. ***
Running for my freedom.
Running for my life.
I’m running because everything hurts.
And all I want to do is breathe.
The old me was bold and wild and reckless and privileged.
The new me is timid and freak-stricken and weak and broken.
All I want is freedom.
All I want to do is breathe.
A complicated relationship? That’s the last thing I’m about right now.
Something casual and easy? I’m down for that.
But he is not.
He wants to own me.
He wants me to own him.
He wants to save me.
I’m too terrified to give in.
All. I. Want. To. Do. Is. Breathe.
But it turns out, Noah is the air that I need to do that…
***Contains strong sexual content and adult language. Recommended for ages 18 and over.***
Please note that the author strives to present the most polished story to her readers. On the realistic side, however, the author acknowledges that even with a million pairs of eyes, some errors may slide. If you, the reader, just so happen to stumble across any of those annoying glitches, please notify the author through any of the contact links listed in the ‘Contact’ section of the book. It would be greatly appreciated.
I placed mine on hold so he could have his.
He kissed me, made love to me, and promised he'd come back.
The original plan was to show up and steal him back.
But in the process, I inadvertently fell hard for another rocker.
Now, I'm in deep with both of them.
I love one with my heart.
I love the other with my soul.
I want to keep them both.
They want me to choose.
How dare they. How dare they ask me to choose.
If I give my heart up, I'll lose my soul.
If I give my soul up, I'll lose my heart.
Yet I'm terrified if I don't make a decision, I'll lose them both.
ICE STEAM is the first book in the Loving All Wrong DUET.
***Recommended for ages 18 and over.***
There's nothing she wants that she can't have. Nothing she craves that she won't get a taste of.
And she neither wants nor craves tech billionaire Lovello Nelson. Because if there's one thing she hates, it's pretty boys.
But the cocky, illegally-handsome womanizer, who has "Love" as a name, is determined to get the saucy, stubborn, dark-haired femme fatale beneath him andunder control. And he won't stop until she's his - mind, body, and soul.
In a fierce war of hearts, someone has to give in. Submit.
This is bound to end in disaster.
A beautiful disaster.
**Love Has a Name is a complete standalone. Written in first-person narrative.**
Serena Bentley doesn’t want or need a man.
She’s got the perfect life, the perfect job, the perfect bank account, and is living her best life as a single, independent woman. #LivingMyBestLife
But she’s in desperate need of a baby. A baby made from lust, passion, and multiple rounds of heated rumbling in the sheets, not a clinic.
This, of course, is nothing short of complicated. Where does a woman like the Serena Bentley find a man who’s willing to knock her up then walk away and be gone forever?
So what else can she do to get what she wants, the way she wants it, except to lie?
Two years ago, Kholton Sharpe hung up his con-man gloves and swore to the almighty he was done with that life. #NotAboutThatLife
Until his best friend, fresh out of rehab, shows up on his doorstep. Against his better judgment, Kholton finds himself picking up his con-artistry gloves one final time.
He couldn’t have known that “one final time” would be the best and worst decision he ever made.
But she has a different agenda...
Chadrick needs to die.
I’m ruined. My life is ruined. Because of him.
Soulless, heartless, remorseless, he took everything from me.
Now, I’m after his soul.
And no, I will not allow his good looks, suave style, or panty-incinerating body to distract or dissuade me.
Nor will I allow his deadly dark eyes to scare me.
Unlike everyone else, I’m not afraid of him.
The. Chase. Is. On.
Jhay needs saving.
I’ve ruined her life. She’s lost, roaming the darkness all on her own, because of me.
Bitter, impulsive, seething with revenge, she thinks she hates me. Thinks she wants me dead.
I know I should kill her. Kill or be killed, right?
Except, I can’t.
I’m shot down. Infatuated.
I’ve always been.
And while she’s after my life, I’m after her heart.
The. Chase. Is. On
This book contains strong sexual content, adult language, violence (cold-blooded/unwarranted murders), completely irredeemable characters, and a crap ton of C-R-A-Z-Y. Put simply, this is not your typical romance. It's dark and non-formulaic. You were warned. Recommended for ages 18 and over.
***Point of View Narrative***
This book is written in dual POV, interspersed with short, relevant side characters' POVs.
- Female MC: First Person POV
- Male MC: Third Person POV
- Outside Characters: Third Person POV