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Save a horse…Ruby Grant is dead-broke when she wins an all-inclusive vacation to Paradise Hotel in Wyoming. She can't wait to sip expensive champagne while lounging in a bathtub full of bubbles. To her horror, she discovers "Paradise" is actually Pair-A-Dice Ranch and nothing like the brochure. She's ready to hop on the next plane back to LA, but sexy cowboy Dusty Cassidy offers her an irresistible deal if she'll stay. This may not be the vacation she envisioned, but Dusty is just the man for her needs-whether he knows it or not, he's going to be her first lover.Ride a cowboy…Dusty can't decide if Ruby is an angel in white or the daughter of the devil. Her curves are so dangerously sexy they should be outlawed. All his time and energy belongs to the ranch, so he definitely doesn't need a pretty little city girl tempting him away from his chores. Fortunately, she'll only be on the ranch for a week, so he won't have to worry about any expectations. But when her vacation comes to an end, will he be able to let her go?Author's confession: Yeehaw! You know by now that I love my tropes. If you love cowboys, Dusty is going to steal your freaking heart faster than he steals Ruby's virginity. If you're tired of billionaires and want a real man hero, this book is for you. It doesn't hurt that, like all my bad boy heroes, he's really a gooey alphamallow on the inside. (If you're one of my "safe read" lovers, you can rest easy. No other woman drama here.)

He's a warrior with no battle. A cop with no bad guy. A man with no purpose.When my best friend and ERU partner was blown up by a bomb I should have been able to defuse, I vowed to never let anyone get that close again. I'm just drifting through life, and that's okay with me. If I can't feel, I can't hurt.Until I meet my neighbor.I've been doing my best to avoid the too-pretty pregnant girl next door. She stirs too many things inside me I have no business feeling. She's too young, too fresh, too pregnant with someone else's kid for me to be fantasizing about.Until the day I can't ignore her anymore.Hillary is a born caretaker, but nobody takes care of her. She's alone in the world, but not for much longer, not with the way that baby dances in her belly. She's all the things I try to stay away from-optimistic, uncommonly sweet, and oh, yeah, she's somehow still a virgin.Author's Confession: You read that right. She's a pregnant virgin. I probably don't need to say anything else to get you to one-click at this point, but I'll go ahead and tell you the bomb technician will make your heart go BOOM. He's the alpha caretaker you want guarding your six. And your nine…

She thinks I can have any woman I want. I want her. I reluctantly agreed to spend the holidays in picturesque Maple Grove to transition to life after the Army. I'm a drifter now and have no business getting involved with my buddy's family-especially with his sweet little sister who pretends she's frumpy and boring to ward off attention from men.Men like me.I have no plans for Emily other than being an extra brother for a week. That's what I tell myself. I really should let her be, but the harder she tries to hide, the more determined I am to seek. Under those baggy clothes and plain, simple looks is a woman who deserves to know how desirable she is. Author's Confession: You must know by now that I love my tropes, right? Military romance, age gap, opposites attracting like, whoa, small town, older brother's best friend, wallflower, ugly duckling, holiday romance complete with snow, Santa, and caroling during a fistfight. Oh, and pudding. Let's get figgy with it.

I'm in over my head with these kids, but I'm all the family they have left after my sister and her husband were killed. I'm a bricklayer, what do I know about twin baby girls? Nothing. Thank God for the sweet girl-next-door.But she's a blessing and a curse.I've practically moved the poor girl in to help me care for these babies, but playing house is stirring up all kinds of feelings that should never see the light of day. I know she's got a crush on me, but what I want to do to her body would crush her innocence forever.She's too sweet, too innocent, and way too young for a perv like me. Author's Confession: Writing this series is like eating candy for dinner. I'm like...sorry, not sorry. Conner is the book boyfriend you want in your life. I promise. And if you ever had a crush on the DILF while babysitting, this book is for you.

I knew the moment I saw her bent over the hood of her car on the side of the road that Layna was trouble. It looked like the opening scene from a porno-a shapely blonde in a short skirt waiting for me to tow her sports car out of a ditch and dirty up that sweet, pure body with my filthy mechanic hands. I could hear the bow-chicka-bow-wow soundtrack in my head. Then she opened her sassy mouth and everything about my reclusive, sensible, quiet life changed because Layna is not reclusive, sensible, or quiet.Unfortunately, she's also mine.We both knew it right away, whether we wanted it or not. But she's got her demons, and I've got my work cut out for me.She thinks I'm big, surly, and overprotective. She has no idea. Whatever she's running from, I'm going to fix. Whatever she needs, I'm going to give her. And the sooner she figures out what she needs is me, the better off we'll both be.Author's confession: Like all my Blue Collar Bad Boys, this hero is outrageous, excessive, overblown (heh), and overdone. Just the way we like them. He's dirty; she's sweet. He's from the wrong side of the tracks. She's a poor little rich girl. It's trope heaven up in here. Also, not to spoil anything but there might be neckties and bedposts happening. What would you do if the dude on this cover was bound and determined to let you do whatever you wanted to his body?

GradenFour years ago, my buddy's dying words to me were to watch out for his little sister.I did what he asked from afar, and when she graduated and got a job teaching kindergarten, I asked her to "housesit" for me since I'm hardly ever home when I'm working on the oil rig.But now I'm injured and have to recuperate at home, and my extra-curvy housesitter is anything but safe from me.She's the homebody type. She'll make some man an excellent wife someday, be a good mother. She likes taking care of people. It would be wrong AF to take her the way I want to, but it would feel so right.When she comes to me for advice about how to get a boyfriend and how to keep him, I'm done playing her silent guardian.I'll teach her everything she needs to know about pleasing a man-me.She says all she's ever really wanted to do was be a mama. And now I can't stop thinking of putting my baby in her belly.Author's Confession: This story is trope soup and I loved every minute of writing it. Don't believe me? Older man/ younger woman. First time. Roommates. Older brother's best friend. BBW heroine. Alpha real man hero. Guardian/Ward. Breeding romance.

BrodyI'm not the kind of guy you leave alone in your house. I'm especially not the kind you leave alone with your innocent daughter.My newest client doesn't seem to care. He just wants his office remodeled.His college-aged daughter isn't my usual type, but under those prim clothes and too big glasses, the sweet little bookworm hides a tight little body that's tempting AF.I make her nervous. I should. I'm going to make her mine.She doesn't know about men yet...She's about to learn. Author's Confession: This book is super sweet, unfailingly filthy, and the heroine is nerdilicious. And who doesn't love a bad boy who's good with his hands? Very good with his hands. Very, very good. Brody is the Alphamallow you've been waiting for. If you like opposites attract, other side of the track, bad boy/good girl romances with instalove and over the top feelz, you're in the right place.