Bøger af Cambria Hebert

Most people think I'm a moron. In actuality, I'm a man with a plan.It's one of those three-year plans that takes longer than three years.Still, I've been making it happen. Checking off those to-dos and turning them into to-dones.Everything is almost lined up.And then my phone rings.By the time I get to Jess, she's unconscious and bleeding.My carefully crafted plan blows up in my face.I tell the hospital we're engaged. We aren't, but apparently, in that place, you need a permission slip to see your most important, so I do what has to be done.I toss together an epic apology salad for when she opens her eyes, and when she does...She asks me who I am.I'm willing to overlook the insult since, you know, head injury, but then Nurszilla spills the beans on our pending nuptials.And just like that, my friend turns into my fiancé, and I'm not even mad at it.How could I be? Her curves fit in my arms perfectly. Kissing her is like whoa and makes me forget I'm living a lie.I know I have to come clean, but someone dirtier than me is stalking my final girl, and until she remembers who, it's on me to keep her safe.The closer we get, the guiltier I feel.When all this is over, will she forgive me? Or will everything I've done cost me everything I've always wanted? WHOA is a college sports romance novel and can be read as a standalone.

I don't do commitment. And though I swing both ways, I don't do men either.It's too messy, too stressful, and just asking for trouble.I'd rather shine bright like the sun than drown in the rain, so I adopt a pounce-and-bounce lifestyle for which my sparkling charm keeps me from being hated.When I show up in Sweden for a semester abroad, I expect a roomie. What I don't expect is Lars. The storm to my sun. The test of my patience. How easy he makes it to forget all my reasons for staying away from guys.No big deal. I'll just pivot from pounce and bounce to roomies with benefits. I'll get to indulge in that side of me, then leave it half a world away. What happens in Sweden stays in Sweden... until he follows me home.Lars shows up at Westbrook looking like my little brother's new swim bro. Just as alluring as he did before.And all I can do is ask myself, WTF?My resolve for an uncomplicated, stress-free life isn't something I'm willing to give up for anyone, even if his icy-blond hair begs for my fingers and those pale-blue eyes are haunted by shadows.I might be the sun, but I am not his sun, and it's not my job to chase away whatever sent him running here. He swears it isn't me. But I'm calling bullshit. Why else would he show up on my turf?But then shit starts happening, and the shadows in his eyes turn to panic. I catch a glimpse of the bruises on his creamy, flawless skin.I can't keep him at arm's length anymore. I don't want to. Protecting him means surrendering to everything I always refused. His destruction or mine.The choice is simple, so achingly absolute that I can't help but wonder once more...WTF? Please note that WTF contains stalking and domestic abuse (not between the main characters). There is also mention of (off-page) parental death. Some readers may find these things uncomfortable.

For me, choice might as well be a wish.My parents died in a fiery car crash when I was barely sixteen.I'm gay.I'm also totally in love with my brother.I didn't choose any of that. In fact, I've tried like hell to deny it. But here I am in all my gay, brother-loving, no-parentals glory.Technically, Max isn't my brother. Not by blood anyway. That should make it less ick, right?Considering he calls my parents mom and dad, probably not.Also, did I mention he's straight?So that's me: the freestyle swimmer doing my best to keep my sexuality on the down-low while simultaneously wishing my feelings for Max will evaporate into thin air.Too bad he acts like he's my keeper and my heart shakes every time his eyebrow ring glints in the sun or he levels his opaque stare on me with an intensity matched by nothing else.My desire to keep my personal life personal drowns at the bottom of the pool when a fellow Elite lets everyone in on my business, which throws Max into macho protective mode all over again.Enough is enough, though. I'm forcing myself to move on.Maybe the best way to forget about my forbidden crush is to find a new one.I have options. More than I realized.Unfortunately, none of them are leather-wearing, tattoo-sporting, motorcycle-riding grumpholes.So here I am wishing for Max while someone else wishes for me.Someone who decides if they can't have me...No one will. Please note that WISH contains homophobia. There is also mention of off-page child abuse and parental death. This book also contains a male/male sibling-esque relationship and mentions of male assault. Some readers may find these things uncomfortable.

Pretty sure I was a serial killer in my past life.Because karma is kicking my ass in this one.Everything was copasetic. I was coasting on the wave of life... until a gnarly swell pulled me under, and I washed ashore to a nightmare. A nightmare there was no waking from.So I packed my shit and moved all the way to the other side of the country-to the only place someone was willing to give me a second chance.I came to swim, and though I'm on the team, I don't want to be Elite. These bros are exactly like the ones I left behind, and I'm not stupid enough to get betrayed again.But then karma shows up and laughs right in my face.I slept with my coach's daughter.Because of course I did.And though she calls to me like a siren, that night was just a distraction. A one-time thing.Until she shows up at Daddy's pool as the assistant coach. Now the very girl I can't get off my mind is the one just declared off-limits.Naturally, my heart decides it can't beat without her jade stare, sassy mouth, and car that cruises so slow it uses a calendar as a speedometer.Now I'm at the top of Coach's crap list, and everything I left in Cali comes knocking at my door. With Landry's safety on the line, I won't just roll over and take it. This time, I'll put up a fight.There's no telling what I'll do or how far I'll go to make sure Landry isn't punished for standing by my side. When things get dangerous, I know this wildcard can't play this game alone.Because even if trusting people doesn't come easy... loving her does. Wildcard is a college sports romance novel that can be read as a standalone.

Once upon a time...An orphaned boy runs away, knowing he is better off in solitudethan in the company of those with whom he does not belong. However, Little Red is not meant to be alone,his crimson halo a calling card to those far and wide.And so off he goes... into the woods to attract the eye of a wicked wolf. Better to see you with.Better to hear you with.Better to taste you with. Astoundingly, the woods are not a frightening place,and Little Red flourishes among the weeds and thorns until he isn't so little anymore.And the wicked wolf he's gone to catch?Well, this forest has more than one, and perversely,their snapping teeth and sharp claws make him feel at home.Years after walking into the woods, Red is expected to walk back out,carrying with him the head of the most dangerous predator. But those who sent him into the forest failed to take intoaccount that not everyone fears the bite of the big bad wolf.Some crave it... RED is book 6 in the House of Misfits series by Cambria Hebert. RED is a Male/Male romance modern version of Red Riding Hood. RED contains dark themes, a Korean Gangster, Opposites attract, Secrets and Twists, Hurt/Comfort, Possessive/Obsessive and Found Family. Oh, and of course spicy times. **Please also note there are mentions of off-page child abuse some readers may find uncomfortable.**RED is the final book in this series and would be a more enjoyable experience if the other books were read first. If you read it on its own previous plots and storylines do come into play in this book and therefore may be spoiled.

A tale as old as time...A charismatic man cannot see beyond his own brilliant reflection, never learning that true beauty lies within. His selfish behavior draws the ire of a witch with enchantment on her wicked tongue. A fiery curse is unleashed, engulfing the self-centered man's entire existence.When at last the flames are extinguished, he gazes upon his reflection to discover he is no longer breathtakingly handsome but condemned with scorched flesh and twisted scars.He is no longer a man at all... but a beast.While the ferocious beast rages, alienating everyone far and wide, a woman whose beauty is far more than skin-deep dwells in a world much simpler than his. The beauty's quiet life is disrupted when she is ambushed, threatened, and boldly steps in the path of her father's debt. However, it's not the thugs on her tail or the roaring beast testing her patience that threatens to be this sassy beauty's downfall.It's the way her heart flutters whenever he is near. But some curses just can't be broken, and really...How can she truly ever love a beast?

Once upon a time...A baby is born in privilege, blooming under the warmth of his parents' love. Jealousy sprouts and brings with it malevolent intentions. A king and queen cursed with an empty kingdom. A child abandoned in revenge.A misfit, the boy should turn hard and cold among the thorns he grows in. Despite lifelong attempts to destroy him, this child does not wither. Underneath his insecurity, he maintains a heart with the tenderest center.A heart that plays the most beautiful music.Not far from this misfit but in a whole different world, a dashing prince lives with a crown of expectations adorning his golden head.A prince raised with honor and duty. A prince expected to marry.Alas, during a simple walk in the forest, he is enchanted by a different song.And so a fairy tale is woven, two worlds colliding, secrets revealed, love everlasting...And a realization that not all fairy tales require a princess.*Prince is a modern fairy tale forgoing heteronormativity to boldly state that fairy tales are for everyone, no matter who you love (or don't).

Ever feel like you're being watched?It's an awareness so familiar I adapted to it long ago.Then I enrolled at Westbrook University to chase my dreamand make up for someone else's lost one.The prying eyes I'd known almost since birth...They closed.Even still, I never got too close.I made friends with everyone but confided in no one.My dates were carefully chosen, meaning I went out with guys I didn't really like.And then I was attacked.I slept in Jamie's bed while he stayed near me on the floor.He gave me his number, told me to call.Oh, I wanted to call. But I didn't.Now those invisible, observant eyes that always seemed familiar have returned.But this time? They chill me to the bone.Someone is watching. Lurking.And it's only a matter of time until whoever is out there does more than stare.The only place I feel truly safe is wrapped in the massive wingspan of an Elite swimmer.The very man I know I need to avoid.But as shit goes down, it becomes clear I'm going to have to surrender something...My heart or my life. Please note that Wingspan contains mentions of domestic abuse and suicide. There is also present danger (violence), stalking and homophobia. These situations may be triggering for some readers.

Once upon a time...A baby is born in privilege, blooming under the warmth of his parents' love. Jealousy sprouts and brings with it malevolent intentions. A king and queen cursed with an empty kingdom. A child abandoned in revenge.A misfit, the boy should turn hard and cold among the thorns he grows in. Despite lifelong attempts to destroy him, this child does not wither. Underneath his insecurity, he maintains a heart with the tenderest center.A heart that plays the most beautiful music.Not far from this misfit but in a whole different world, a dashing prince lives with a crown of expectations adorning his golden head.A prince raised with honor and duty. A prince expected to marry.Alas, during a simple walk in the forest, he is enchanted by a different song.And so a fairy tale is woven, two worlds colliding, secrets revealed, love everlasting...And a realization that not all fairy tales require a princess.*Prince is a modern fairy tale forgoing heteronormativity to boldly state that fairy tales are for everyone, no matter who you love (or don't).

Aerie Boone is a toad.At least according to every news outlet and online hater imaginable.Accusations of lip-syncing.Rumors of being dropped by my label. Reports of celebrity feuds and rivalries.And then there's my personal favorite... The pending annulment of a marriage I can't even remember agreeing to.When you're the sweetheart of country music, being a headline is a given. Living the headline is more of an uninvited surprise.I'm barely recognized for the massive success I've had. Now I'm famous because people love to hate me. I'm a public enemy, but no one knows my side of the story.I'm beginning to think it doesn't even matter.I'm burned out, hurting, and everyone thinks I have warts. Ew. Becoming a shut-in is exactly what the doctor ordered. Too bad my label has other ideas.They send me a solution... In the form of a red-haired, green-eyed man who wears sarcasm like armor. I don't want a stranger in my house.I don't want Nate.All I want is to go back to a time when I wasn't a toad.When I was country music's princess.But going back is impossible.Moving forward will change everything.

Drunken brawls. One-night stands.No-show interviews. Toilet-papering my hoity-toity neighbor's house.Insulting my fans. Trashing hotel rooms.What's it take to become public enemy number one?I just told you.I've done all that and more. My poor conduct got me on the Celebs Behaving Badly list and ultimately ruined my career.From the world's number-one popstar to world's most hated.That's me. Ten Stark. Go underground, they said. Stay out of the spotlight. Most importantly, stay out of trouble.Everyone loves a good comeback story.For once, I listened. I met someone who didn't know my name, my face, or the bad behavior that defined me. She taught me I wasn't who everyone thought I was-everyone including me.Then someone whispered my name and things got messy, as they always do.Now I want her back.I'm not a caterpillar, but a butterfly. My wings are in full color, not just black and white.But first, I have to shed my cocoon and fly.

There's freedom in remembering.My past is a double-edged sword.Damned if I remember; damned if I don't.Recollection beyond the horrors I already have will change me. Change us. But what if I'm living a lie? What if everything I believe is wrong? What if who I thought I was isn't real?If not her, then...Who am I?Eddie says it doesn't matter, but deep down, I'm terrified it does.I'm trapped. Held prisoner by a past I can't remember and a future that may not belong to me.There's a light, though not at the end of the tunnel... It's wavering in the distance, calling to me from Rumor Island.That light, it scares me far more than darkness. Am I brave enough to confront it? So many questions, so few answers.I don't have a choice; the truth always finds a way to the surface. Finally learning who I truly am will be a permanent life sentence.Total punishment or absolute amnesty.*Book 2 of 2 in the Amnesia Duet

I washed ashore in a little lake town. A place where everyone knows everyone, yet...No one knows me.I don't know me.If a woman doesn't know her own name, does she really exist?I don't know my natural hair color, my birthdate, or where I live.I am invisible.To everyone, to everything, even to myself.Except to him. I see the recognition deep in his stare, the way it lingers on my face as if I'm a puzzle he's desperate to put together.I just want answers, the truth... knowledge. His lips are sealed. Still, his eyes beguile me.I can't trust anyone, not even myself. Someone wants me dead, the same someone who tried to bury me in a watery grave. They'll come for me again... I won't know their face.I don't even know mine.I am amnesia.

I pissed off the wrong woman, and she cursed me.Yeah, I laughed too because that's ridiculous.Then my life went up in flames... and so did I. Literally.And that's how I went from the Upper East Side's most eligible bachelor to simply being known as Beast.The people I expected to be there for me are nowhere to be found, and where am I? In some derelict care facility that the state should have shut down a decade ago. Seems I was only worthy of being an heir when I was charming and handsome. Now I'm abandoned, broke, and in more physical pain than I ever imagined.Maybe my new name isn't just due to my unsightly appearance but also because I am swollen with unfiltered rage.My new nurse is the only one who's been able to withstand my wrath, bursting into my room with a backbone of steel and a mouth filled with sass. I serve it up, but she dishes it back. I don't trust Emogen, not at all. But I'm stuck with her, and she's stuck with me.Not just because of some deal we made either. Letting her out of my sight is enough to eradicate what little bit of man is left inside this beast.So yeah, maybe I stalk her. Follow her. Stick my nose in her business even when she tells me to back off. It's a good thing I do because this girl is a whole handful of trouble.>Read Beast if you love: Nurse/PatientForced ProximityDisfigured HeroGrumpy/SassyRich/PoorInterracial RomancePossessive/Protective MaleFound FamilySuspense/ActionNYC SettingBeast is a contemporary romance with elements of suspense. It can be read as a standalone, has a guaranteed happy ending, and does not have a cliffhanger. Beast is written in first person with dual POV. Please note this book contains violence, gambling, arson, and loss of parent (off page). Some readers may find these things uncomfortable.

Once upon a time...A boy is sired with poison in his veins. He cannot outrun the venom in his blood, so he escapes from those who put it there. Secreting away his darkest tendencies, he grows to become a friend, brother, bartender...Huntsman.A man who becomes exactly what he ran from, a villain of his own making.A villain who falls in love with the one woman he is told to steer clear of.Enchanted by a girl with hair as brilliant as the sun and innocence as potent as his corruption.A girl locked away in a tower and told she will never walk again.This boy doesn't want to be the villain in her story. For once, he desires to be a hero.Regrettably, his past creeps in like thick, winding fog, reaching wickedly for the one he loves the most. A hero is no match for the rotten tree from which he fell.Once a huntsman, always a huntsman.Poisoning guaranteed.