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What’s worse than bumping into a parked motorcycle and tipping it over?
Easy. It’s bumping into a motorcycle, tipping it over, and sending it crashing into an entire row of bikes like horrible, slow-motion dominos.
What’s even worse than that?
Nora knows the answer. It’s when the first motorcycle in the row belongs to the hottest man in a hundred-mile radius, and he watches the whole thing happen.
Lee Blair looks like he wants to pop her head off her shoulders like a champagne cork.
Saying “oopsie daisy” doesn’t calm him down. Go figure.
Safe to say, Nora’s not having a great day.
Her fresh start isn’t exactly going to plan.
When she gets the bill for her mistake, she nearly breaks down.
In order to pay it off, she’ll have to move back in with her mother and beg for her old job back.
It’s every forty-one-year-old woman’s dream…not.
Until Lee offers her a solution.
He’ll take on the debt and let her pay it off over time…if she agrees to work for him.
What could possibly go wrong?
Lily has a secret, and it’s about to come out.
This forty-year-old free spirit will tell her family, deal with the fallout, and move on with her life.
Everything will work out just fine.
Within a year, she’ll be back to normal–mostly.
Easy. Freaking. Peasy.
Then she meets Rudy.
Handsome, charming, roguish Rudy.
The man who drifts through life with a smile on his lips and sin in his gaze.
The man who makes her body heat and her mind spiral into places that should be locked away.
He wants a date, and who is Lily to resist?
This might be her last chance to enjoy herself. Her last chance to feel whole, womanly, desired.
One little date won’t hurt, as long as the two of them follow the golden rule:
Keep It Casual.
Even when his hand drifts over her skin.
When he makes her laugh with unexpected delight.
When he kisses her with a possession that takes her breath away.
Keep. It. Casual.
Because Lily’s secrets are about to be exposed, and Rudy won’t want to be anywhere near when the implosion happens.
…right?
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She's been caught sneaking around Farcliff Castle by none other than the Crown Prince himself.
The man has eyes that promise danger and lips that promise sin.
Both of which are perilous for a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. A girl trying to scratch out a living from the bad hand she's been dealt.
So, Elle does what any normal person would do: she runs.
But Prince Charlie likes the chase.
He has a name, a shoe, and the taste of her kiss on his lips.
He's not going to let her go...
Even when he finds out she's carrying his heir.
The Bad Royals Box Set contains ten titles:
- Bad Prince
- Yours for Christmas (novella)
- Heartless Prince
- Cruel Prince
- Broken Prince
- Wicked Prince
- Wrong Prince
- Lone Prince
- Ice Queen
- Rogue Prince
Hilarious, hot, and seriously refreshing. Dirty Little Midlife Crisis is the book you didn’t know you needed.
Forty-five, recently divorced, and a certified hot mess.
The last thing Fiona needs to start her vacation is a flooded hotel room and a broken-down car…
Alas, that’s what she gets.
She’s ready to pack it all in and go home—wherever that is—when her knight in a wet T-shirt strides in to save the day. Jaw-dropping, panty-melting Grant Greene takes the “mess” out of “certified hot mess” when he walks up to Fiona and offers her a room to stay. No strings attached.
Great, right?
It would be, apart from the sparks that immediately start to fly. Sparks are bad. Sparks are dangerous. Sparks can cause a fire. And for a divorcee trying to start over, a fire is Really Bad News.
But bad decisions can be fun...right? Just as long as you don’t get burned…
Intrepid heroine gets more than she bargained for. Hot hunk bares it all (literally). Skinny dipping. Shirtlessness. Meddling townsfolk. Vicious feuds. Hilarious banter. Twists, turns, and shocking developments. And heat, so much heat. More steam than a sauna. Well-earned HEA guaranteed.
Marcus is a gorgeous, grumpy self-made billionaire.
But how will this tech genius react when he hires the bubbly, sunshine-filled dog walker who breaks electronics by breathing on them?
I vowed revenge, and nothing can stop me. Nothing… except her.
Fifteen years ago, Senator Nathan Blanchet destroyed my life and ripped my family to shreds.
Then, I joined the Marine Corps and became a man.
I served my country,
...and I bided my time.
Now I’m back, and the senator has to pay.
This mission is headed straight for success.
Nothing can get in my way, until I see the senator’s daughter.
Sadie Blanchet is all grown up.
With those sweet, innocent eyes and never-been-kissed lips, I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep my vow.
Revenge is sweet… but Sadie is sweeter.
Before I know it, I have to choose between vengeance...
… and love.
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And for the next seven days, this arrogant hunk is going to be my boss.
Easy, right?
All I have to do is be a good nanny to Leif Sorensen’s adorable, hell-raising, ballet-loving daughter.
Keep my head down, my hands to myself, and forget about this silly crush I’ve been nursing for the past six years.
So he’s big and blond and he stars in all my not-so-innocent “Hot Viking Ravages Innocent Maiden” fantasies?
Who cares?
Certainly not me.
Nope.
My week-long contract is my ticket out of trouble, and I’m not going to mess it up. This payday is about to solve a lot of my problems.
Then I’ll move on.
Except…Leif has other ideas.
Like, for example, when he tugs me into a spare room and demonstrates how similar his fantasies are to mine.
It’s purely intellectual, of course. We’re just comparing notes.
But when my contract is over, I realize that I might have gotten myself into trouble instead of out of it.
See, I’ve gone and fallen head over heels for my billionaire boss.
And I do it before I realize what he’s hiding from me...
Oh–then I find out I’m pregnant.
And, apparently, my date to Manhattan’s most exclusive ball.
I thought my invitation was a birthday present from my best friend.
The dress, the limousine, the red carpet… I thought they were meant for me.
That was mistake number one.
Then my date arrives, all gleaming cufflinks and tousled hair, steely blue eyes and a body honed to masculine precision.
Arrogant. Charming. Panty-melting.
And melt, they do. Hanky-panky with a rich hottie in the back room of the event I’m crashing?
Don’t mind if I do.
Listen, don’t judge me. It’s my birthday, remember? Nothing that happens tonight counts in real life.
Ha.
Right.
That’s mistake number two.
Because the next morning, I start my new job as the nanny for a high-profile client.
And my new boss, the owner of this swanky Manhattan penthouse, and the father of these two adorable hellions?
Yup. Mr. Hanky-Panky.
But the biggest mistake of all?
Staying with him.
Working for him.
Letting my guard down, falling for him...
And crashing. Splat.
Oh—then I find out I’m pregnant.
Angry, black-clad, skinny little punk chick.
That’s the face I show the world.
Until Finn Gallagher takes one look at me and shreds my mask to pieces.
The first time I meet him, Finn straps me to his chest and jumps out of a plane.
My heart is going to explode.
Is it the adrenaline, or the fact that he’s all man, all muscle, and he looks at me like he wants to eat me?
Oh—and he happens to be my brother’s best friend.
Also known as off-limits. Forbidden. No-go.
Irresistible. Brooding. Beautifully broken adrenaline junkie.
Finn doesn’t even want me. He says so himself.
Looks me right in the face and shakes his head: No thanks. Not my type.
But his eyes say something different.
His lips don’t agree, either.
His hands? Don’t even get me started.
He can pretend all he wants, but I see right through him.
Life is short.
I say we self-combust and break a few bed frames along the way.
What could possibly go wrong?
I’m in this town for work, not to find love.
Never love.
“Ha-ha,” says Love, right before it kicks me in the gut.
Aiden Clarke is growly, grumpy, and currently looking at me like he wants to rip my head clean off my shoulders.
And I…like it?
It’s been far too long, and he’s far too gorgeous. Too bearded. Entirely too hot-blooded and male for my poor panties.
Except I’m his sworn enemy. I’m the woman trying to build a hotel right in the middle of his precious town.
Screw me for doing my job, right?
If only I were that lucky.
I should just leave, but things are never that easy. Aiden wraps me in his arms, kisses me senseless, and offers me the one thing I never thought I’d have.
Even as secrets threaten to drive us apart, how can I walk away?
How can I turn my back on something that feels a lot like...love?
The plan was to visit my grandmother at the Arctic palace in the Kingdom of Nord.
I was supposed to get the information I needed for work, give Grandma a big hug, then get out.
Things...aren’t going according to plan.
For one, the castle is being battered by the blizzard of the century.
I’m stuck.
Secondly, Grandma isn’t even here.
In her place is a prince with honey-colored eyes and a body that was made for war.
He’s big and burly and...oof, my poor panties.
They don’t stand a chance when Prince Wolfe looks at me like he wants to eat me.
How am I supposed to work when he’s walking around like some wild, Nordic god with a chip on his shoulder and a very big—
Never mind.
Listen, it’s temporary. As soon as this storm lets up, I’ll be out of here. All I have to do is keep it professional for a few short days.
Easy, right?
Ha. Yeah. Right.
The Nord Kingdom Accidental Pregnancy Trilogy includes:
- Lone Prince
- Ice Queen
- Rogue Prince
First, he steals my taxi.
Then, he steals a kiss.
The one thing I won't let him steal is my heart.
Roguish grin, sparkling eyes, and a body that belongs in a magazine.
Not that I'm looking.
I've got too many scars to get involved with a man.
Especially one that looks as heart-stopping as Lucas.
He's got a gaze that makes panties go sploosh.
I'll let him share my taxi—but only because he makes heat bloom in my gut.
Maybe, if he's lucky, I'll let him share my bed.
That's where it ends.
Or at least, that's what I expected, until I pee on a stick and see two blue lines staring back at me.
I'm pregnant. The problem?
Lucas lives on the other side of the country…
…and I'm about to find out he already has a kid of his own.
Knocked Up by the Single Dad is an accidental pregnancy romance. There’s no cheating and a guaranteed HEA
Note: Knocked Up by the Single Dad was previously titled Bad Single Dad
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