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Every girl wants a bad boy who will be good just for her. And every boy wants a good girl who will be bad just for him. Shane and Jaycie were friends-with-benefits until she decided to go on a sex fast—and to convince the single ladies in Honky Tonk to do the same. Shane wasn't the only man up in arms about this crusade, but he'd been the one roped into stopping her.

When he’d been young, stupid and thinking he could strut sittin’ down, he’d broken her heart. She wasn't the first girl he'd ever been with, but she was the first girl--the only girl--he'd ever loved. In his youthful arrogance, he'd broken her heart. But now, eighteen years later, she was back. Could he convince her that of all the things she was throwing out from her father's estate, he was the one thing worth keeping

It had been a simple request ... check on his best friend's little sister. Turned out, there was an entire protocol for handling a woman who'd just been dumped. But when this small-town cowboy arrived at Demi Lee's apartment bearing pizza, chocolate, and a chick-flick, he'd not stuck to the protocol. And that's when the trouble began.

He’s the father of my child and my best friend. When Hudson and I met, somehow things just clicked between us. We had the same sense of humor and the same carefree attitude about our lives and goals. Neither of us wanted to lay down roots, we wanted to explore the world. Then one night, too much alcohol and uncontrolled hormones led to the line blurring, and we fell into bed together only to discover a month later that we were more careless than we thought.

It was supposed to be a fantasy-fueled, one-night stand, something to make me shed my good girl inhibitions. Imagine my shock when the sexy stranger I spent the night with showed up the next morning at a breakfast my grandmother was hosting. When he took me back to my hotel, one night turned into a weekend. That was where it was supposed to end. I flew back to Las Vegas, thinking I'd never see the emotionally unavailable Wilson McCray again. He had other plans.

A marriage proposal from a deliciously handsome and wickedly charming prince sounds like a fairytale. But for a nerdy scientist with severe social anxiety, it's a horror story. Prince Torin O'Grady, with his mischievous blue eyes and cocky grin, is always in the spotlight. And he needs to marry me to inherit the crown. But we have nothing in common. He's a future king. And I'm perfectly happy slogging through mud in my work boots. So why can't I stop thinking about him?

On an ordinary Monday morning, Ariel's phone buzzes with a text: Something's happened. I need to see you. Meet me under the candelabra tree ASAP. Her heat skips a beat. The message is from Drew, the only guy she's ever loved. The father of her child. The man who up and left five years ago without a word. The man who died shortly after in a motorcycle accident. The text upends everything she knew about the day he vanished. Only two things are clear: everything she was told back then is a lie, and someone is still deceiving her today.

Saylor Woodson is my best friend's little sister, and she's completely off limits. We have a history, a connection – one that no one else knows about. I've kept my distance for years, it was easy when she was away at school. But now she's home, and she's everywhere I turn. And the way that I want her is unexplainable. So, I do everything in my power to keep my distance, because her brother is my best friend. My family. But the pull is too strong. I want to claim her and keep her and make her mine.

Six months ago I baited a sinfully handsome but wickedly dangerous man. He didn't bite. I wanted to work for his company. Desperately. Did all I could to prove my worth and plead my case. To no avail. Until the night I come home to find his card on my kitchen counter. What follows is a game of cat and mouse that leaves me afraid and excited and even more attracted to the grumpy, silver fox mercenary who's occupied my mind for months.

In the wake of an uprising of illicit sorcery, my men and I find ourselves on the run—determined to clear our names by protecting the kingdom. But to face off against the psychopaths who want to remake our country into a realm of chaos and brutality, I'll need to tap into my wild magic. And the god who's watched over me expects me to stand on my own now. If I can't overcome the odds against us, the lives of the men I love are forfeit. But how far can I go without becoming what I've feared most?

The Against All Odds series is a romantic comedy saga with lots of humor and some angst.

Life hasn’t been kind to Harper Rain. In fact, so far, it’s only proven the one person she can rely on is herself. But when all her efforts to escape her family fail, she takes the last desperate option—run. With little more than a few dollars to her name, she ends up in the small town of Misty Peak. The first person she meets is a tall mountain of a man…whose kindness is only outshone by his captivating smile.

Grace Powell awakened one day with no memory of the previous eight months. Now, a relentless enemy hunts her. But blinded by amnesia, she has no clue why. Until a sexy stranger appears out of thin air—literally. David Ransom insists on protecting her, but as they grow closer, the danger intensifies. The journey into the unknown began in the first two books. But just as Grace and David’s lives settle down, the unthinkable happens.

Elijah North has survived starvation and torture. Now he faces his darkest challenge: the possibility of life without Holly Frank. The woman he loves hangs in the balance. The family he found mourns in the distance. And the future he built crumbles in the wind.

I'm stepping off a nine hour flight when it happens. A white van. A dark hood. Every woman's worst nightmare. Now, I'm trapped in an abandoned church. The man who took me says I won't be hurt. The man in the cell next to me says that's a lie. I'll fight with every ounce of strength, but there are secrets in these walls. I'll need every single one of them to survive.

There are a million reasons why I shouldn’t date Fletcher Huxley. He’s a growly-faced, stubborn-streaked, international rugby legend trying to revive his flailing career in the US after being canned by his team overseas. While he might have the good kind of thunder thighs, intriguing tattoos, and a booty of steel, he also holds the top position on my very short nemesis list thanks to what happened the first time we met.

Vito Bianchi had given up on love years ago after his wife walked out the door. He immersed himself in his work, letting one day pass into the next so he didn’t dwell on what was missing in his life. But when he’s called out to a fire at the home of Star Falls newest resident, he couldn’t stop himself from being sucked into her world.

War is on our doorstep. The odds have never been so bleak. The Dark Goddess invades from the south, an unstoppable army of ghouls at her command. Darkwinter gathers in the north, their attack imminent. Rebel factions divide the realm, undermining Keradoc’s rule and leaving Midnight ripe for invasion. And with every passing night, we sink deeper into the torments of our own souls, the secrets of the past as dangerous as the enemies of the present.

Betrayed. Not just by our allies, but by the dark goddess who sent me on this doomed mission in the first place. Now, my monsters and I are prisoners of the dark fae warlord, pawns in his endless war games. But nothing in Midnight is ever what it seems. Not the warlord. Not our enemies. And not the vile magick humming beneath the surface, calling to me in ways I’m ashamed to admit to anyone... Anyone but him.

Our family is broken. Our hearts are shattered. Everything we’ve been fighting for is slipping through our hands like mist. Darkwinter fae murdered one of my mates. Traitors on all fronts threaten to obliterate the last of our hope. And the Dark Goddess won’t stop coming for us until she drains the last of my magick and reclaims Midnight for herself. But as much as I’d love to curl up under a blanket and wait for death, I can’t give up now. Not on our home. Not on my monsters.