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ALL THREE BOOKS. HE CAN TAKE IT That smug bastard. I’ll teach him a lesson. He will pay for what he said about me. My car breaking down is annoying enough. An arrogant mechanic doesn’t help. He really thinks he’s God’s gift to women. Even worse; he might be right. Maybe my revenge is too evil? I’m normally a good person. Nice even. I don’t care. He can take it. So why all the butterflies inside? I WILL FAKE IT I will show them. Whatever it takes. This is the new Amy. Sam probably won’t like my proposal. We haven’t spoken in 10 years. He probably hates me still. His brother ...

I will show them. Especially my scumbag ex. Whatever it takes. This is the new Amy. I need a plan. Fast. Convincing. Foolproof. And there’s only one man who can help me pull it off: Sam—my ex from ten years ago. The one I never should have left. The one I never thought I’d ask for a favor. One day. One act. That’s all I need to prove I’ve moved on. Even if it means pretending to be in love with the man I can’t stop thinking about. Sam has every reason to say no. His brother isn’t thrilled about me either. And judging by the look in Sam’s eyes, he hasn’t forgotten a thing. ...

ALL THREE BOOKS. THE CABIN ESCAPE I didn’t come here to fall for my boss. I came to hide. My fiancé kicked me out. I had nowhere else to go. So I took a live-in job. One cabin. No emotions. Jason is quiet. Intense. Dangerous. He looks at me like I matter. Like I’m safe. Wanted. Seen. Walking away might hurt more. CLAIMING HIS BABY I thought surviving the mountain was the hard part. Then I found out I was pregnant. We’re alone in his cabin. Far from roads. From help. From escape. Jason is always there. Too close. Too tempting. He holds me like I’m already his. Protective. Constant. ...

I bought this condo to disappear. A year after my divorce, I needed quiet. Then my neighbor passes out outside. Tattooed. Intimidating. Loud motorcycle. The kind of man no one complains about. I should’ve walked past him. Instead, I help him inside. Kian is closed off. Arrogant. Clearly broken. So am I. But I’m rebuilding. Not burning everything down. Wanting him was never part of the plan. But nothing about him is easy to ignore. Then my ex shows up. The man who hurt me. The man who thinks I still belong to him. Kian refuses to stay out of it. And nothing is the same after that. *** ...

ALL THREE BOOKS. DAMAGED REBEL NEXT DOOR I bought this condo to disappear. My tattooed neighbor makes that impossible. A year after my divorce, I wanted peace. No drama. No men. No complications. Then the hot biker shows up. And so does trouble. Arrogant. Intense. Sinfully tempting. The kind of man who takes control. When my past returns, he steps in. Suddenly, I don’t feel alone. TATTOOED HEARTS Nineteen. Sheltered. Curious. Then I met Mike—older, confident, forbidden. I was still living at home. My parents didn't understand. Loving him felt easy. Trusting him with forever didn’t. ...

They should appreciate me for being me. Why is my single life such a problem? Donna has an idea. Her brother Danny. A ridiculously hot guy with a bad boy attitude. I have a weakness for tattoos. Hard muscle. And we’ve met before. Stripes on a tiger don’t wash away. Danny’s past is inked deep. Is this a terrible idea? Does he even own a shirt and tie? I need this promotion. Still adjusting to single mom life. I need creativity. A stable façade. The company trip could make or break me. Am I about to make a deal with the devil? Or get a taste of heaven? *** A Bad Boy Offer is a steamy ...

My brother’s best friend. Rone was always there. Sleeping on our couch. Fixing things around the house. Almost like family. Every girl noticed him. Muscles. Tattoos. All trouble. But he never seemed interested. His distance felt intentional. Protective. Then life pulled us apart. Until he walks into my tattoo shop. Older. Harder. Carefully guarded. But still so familiar. And impossible to ignore. He doesn’t look at me like family. Maybe he never did. And just maybe, I don’t want him to. --- Heroic Heart is a standalone romance within an interconnected series, no cliffhangers, and a ...

I can’t breathe. It’s him. My brother’s best friend. Ten years since he left… Drake Powers. My first love. This is going to hurt. He was reckless. Trouble. Now he wears power like a suit. Success fits him too well. How do I stand in front of him? I made mistakes after he left. Big ones. My abusive ex made me pay. And he still thinks I’m his. Drake owns this company now. The ink remains. So do the scars. Why did he walk away? Will he see me… or my past? I need this job. *** Bad Boy Boss is a steamy, emotional second-chance workplace romance with a protective hero, a strong ...

My car breaking down was bad enough. The comment he made about me? Unforgivable. Jay is smug, arrogant, and far too pleased with himself. The kind of mechanic who thinks a grin can smooth over anything—and that women like me won’t push back. He’s wrong. I’m not here to flirt. I’m not here to be charmed. I’m here because he crossed a line, and I fully intend to make him regret it. At least… that’s the plan. What I didn’t plan on was the way he watches me. Or how the teasing starts to feel less like an insult and more like a challenge. Or the confusing truth that the man ...

I came home with a baby and nowhere else to go. Sean. The new mechanic in my dad’s garage. Built like trouble. Blue eyes that have seen too much. And suddenly, my safe place doesn’t feel safe anymore. He crossed a line when he decided I needed saving. When he took control of something that was supposed to be mine. So I make a promise to myself: I’ll keep my distance. I’ll get back on my feet. I won’t fall for a biker with grease on his hands and secrets he won’t share. But Sean doesn’t back off. He watches. He steps in. He looks at me like I’m stronger than I feel. Like he ...

I didn’t come to the mountain to fall for my boss. I came because my fiancé kicked me out for something my body couldn’t give him, and because I had nowhere else to go. So when I answer an ad for a live-in housekeeper, I tell myself it’s temporary. One cabin. One job. No emotions. Jason’s mountain place is rough, isolated, and nothing like the life I lost. And Jason himself? Quiet. Intense. Way too attractive for a man who signs my paycheck. He crosses the line the moment he looks at me like I matter. The moment he makes me feel safe. Wanted. Seen. I should shut it down. I need ...

I thought surviving the mountain meant I’d already done the hard part. Then I found out I was pregnant. Jason and I are alone in his cabin, far from roads, hospitals, and the life I left behind. His body is everywhere—behind me when I’m anxious, beside me when I can’t sleep, wrapped around me when my fears spiral. He touches me like he’s afraid I’ll slip away if he doesn’t. Some days, wanting him is the only thing that steadies me. Other days, it feels dangerous. Pregnancy strips me raw. Every fear is louder. Every need sharper. I trust Jason with my body completely—with the...

I got the tattoo to feel brave. Nineteen. Sheltered. Looking for something I could call my own. Then I met Mike. Older. Tattooed. Confident. The kind my family would never accept. The kind who made me feel seen. The kind I couldn’t resist. Being with him felt easy. Letting myself need him didn’t. When I found out I was pregnant, I froze. I thought running was the answer. I was wrong. Now he’s back. Asking questions. Looking at my son. Seeing the truth I buried. Mike wants answers. Wants time. Wants us. And I’m terrified. Because I chose safety over what I wanted. And the man I ran ...

Being alone with Jason again feels dangerous in the best way. The cabin is quiet. Our son is asleep. His hands know my body like nothing has changed. Loving him still feels like coming home. Wanting him feels just as powerful as it ever did. Then his past catches up with us. Jason has always been controlled. Steady. The kind of man who makes safety feel solid enough to lean on. What I didn’t know was how much of himself he was still holding back—or how fast everything could tilt once the truth refused to stay buried. I didn’t come to Fever Mountain for chaos. I came here for stability...