Dark Angels MC
Dark, broken, and rouge-they all have something to prove.
Tattooed And Taken Series
Steamy and sweet insta love romantic shorts. Perfect for a quick read on a quiet evening alone. (Series Complete)
TEMPEST ELITE MC SERIES
Alpha heroes and the women brazen enough to tame them. (Series Complete)
Lovers Of Little Bend
Sexy, gruff mountain men determined to live on their own terms and the women who change their minds. (complete series)
THE BLUE LINE BROTHERHOOD
Romance with a side of suspense. (Series Complete)
Stand-alone Novellas
A Hero’s Vow
Trevor
My scarred leg and a piece of paper are all I have to show for seven years of service.
Honorably discharged, they call it.
More of a consultation prize if you ask me.
I’ve been in rehab for the last six months. Two overseas and four in the States.
That’s a lot of time to contemplate life.
Even better, it’s a lot of reflecting on my past mistakes.
Six months ago, I was a passenger in a Humvee, listening to my brother-in-arms share his dreams for his future.
Now, I’m the guy who’s tasked with delivering his If I Die letter to his only surviving relative. His little sister, Evie
Six months is a long time to wait for your brother’s last words.
I promised Shane I’d make sure they reached his sister.
But I never expected the little girl he described in his stories to be all grown up, firey, and sexy as hell.
I didn’t plan to fall in love.
Now Evie is my reason for living. She’s what gets me through to another day. But she’s also hurting, and I remind her of what she’s lost every day that I stay.
Can two broken hearts find peace within each other, or will the truth I’ve kept hidden break us both for good?
Dad Bod Next Door
Victor
I’m not known for my chivalry. Most people find me blunt. I prefer to think of myself as efficient. See a need, fill a need. No BS. No emotions. Just work. That attitude saw me through some tough years in the military and has made my little three-man construction crew the best in town.
That attitude has also kept me single. But, hey, if a woman can’t handle the truth, it’s not my place to teach her how. That is until the fiery brunette moves into the fixer-upper next door and begins treating the old bungalow as a DYI project. I can’t stand to see good bones wasted on incompetence, and this chick’s idea of improvements makes my blood boil.
So why can’t I keep myself from visiting her home every chance I get? I tell myself it’s to keep the place from becoming the neighborhood eyesore, but even I know that’s not what keeps me up at night thinking about Her.
When my crew says I’m going soft, I know I’m in trouble. But it’s the fact that I’m beginning to understand her vision for the home that tells me I’m the real fixer-upper and Mo’s the only woman I want on my reconstruction crew.
Maureen
Chauvinistic Asshole. That’s the name of the man next door. Since the day I moved in, he’s had his nose in my business and his “mansplaining” in my ear.
I have less than three months to turn this foreclosure into a proper home for my disabled brother and me. Connor needs a place to live, and guardianship requires I provide a safe and stable home life.
I’m no carpenter, but I have a vision for this place. A home Connor can grow old in. Since I’ve sunk every free dollar I have into the project, I’m determined to bring my dream to fruition.
Breaking down walls and unhooking pipes, the house is in worse repair than I’d bargained for, and I need help from the egotistical guy next door. Only, the more time he spends around the place, the more I realize he’s not as bad as I thought. After meeting Connor, he even has some good ideas for the house.
Days filled with painting and sanding turn into nights cuddled in Vic’s arms. He’s really just a big, grumpy teddy bear, and the more time we spend together, the more I can envision a future with my new neighbor until the house is complete and Victor turns his fixing skills on my brother.
He may be the man of my dreams. The only one capable of taking on my situation. But Connor is and will always be my first priority. No matter how hard I’m falling for the big lug next door.