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Two pink lines won't change the bad blood between us.I haven't always hated my brother's best friend, but Michael Oliver gets under my skin and brings out the worst in me. He knows how to push my buttons, and I relish pushing all of his. He betrayed my trust years ago, and I've made it my mission in life to aggravate him until he admits he was wrong. When his sister's wedding brings us together, Michael suggests a truce for one night. If only he weren't so handsome and smart, maybe I could resist the allure, but I've always been a little impulsive, and this man is my ultimate temptation. After years of pent-up frustration and unrequited love, I finally let down my guard, and that's all it takes for us to combust.But like all bad decisions, the morning after brings a reckoning, and I leave his hotel room swearing to never waste another moment of my time pining after him. Who needs that grumpy jerk warming her bed? Not me.I don't let myself think about that steamy night together, or how it pained me to hear about his football injury, or how much I know he wants to get drafted so he can help his family. Because I'm cutting Michael out of my life for good.Only the two little pink lines mean I can't forget him. Even if I desperately want to.* * *The Baby Blitz is a companion standalone to USA Today-bestselling author Lex Martin's sensational college football romance novels, The Varsity Dad Dilemma and Tight Ends & Tiaras. Readers will love this sensual multicultural romance featuring a scorching-hot college football player and the feisty, but slightly nerdy girl next door-the one he swore he'd never make a move on. Will Michael make the right decision if he has to choose between Maggie or fulfilling his dream of playing professional football?
There's a fine line between lust and hate.I don't care that Drew Merritt spent the last year transforming himself from grungy slob to sexy playboy. With messy, dirty blond hair and gorgeous eyes, his looks aren't the problem.His mouth is.And the stupid things that come out of it.But after an emergency strands us together, and he does his damnedest to take care of me… Let's just say there's one thing we don't clash on.And it doesn't involve talking.I've despised Drew since I met him years ago. One weekend can't change us that much, can it?Spoiler alert: It doesn't.Except he left me a little keepsake.And in nine months, I'll have a surprise for Portland's most notorious player.
***USA Today Bestseller***Brady... What the hell do I know about raising a baby? Nothing. Not a goddamn thing.Yet here I am, the sole guardian of my niece. I'd be lost if it weren't for Katherine, the beautiful girl who seems to have all the answers. Katherine, who's slowly finding her way into my cynical heart.I keep reminding myself that I can't fall for someone when we don't have a future. But telling myself this lie and believing it are two different things.Katherine... When Brady shows up on a Harley, looking like an avenging angel-six feet, three inches of chiseled muscle, eyes the color of wild sage, and sun-kissed skin emblazoned with tattoos-I'm not sure if I should fall at his feet or run like hell. Because if I tell him what happened the night his family died, he might hate me.What I don't count on are the nights we spend together trying to forget the heartache that brought us here. I promise him it won't mean anything, that I won't fall in love. I shouldn't make promises I can't keep.
The boy next door has always made her breathless.Joey… I wouldn’t say I ran away exactly—twenty-two is too old for that. I’d call it self-preservation.I have one objective: protect my heart from the boy next door who has no clue I’ve loved him my whole life, even with a front row seat to his revolving bedroom door.My escape plan almost worked. Except I left one thing behind.Logan Carter hijacked my heart, and it’s time to get it back. This time for good.Logan… I wouldn’t say I’ve been lying this whole time—not about everything. Not about how much I miss my best friend, and definitely not about how pissed I am that she left with hardly a goodbye.She’s the last person I ever expected to ghost me, and her absence left a gaping hole in my chest.When Joey Grayson steps off that bus, I know I’ll do anything to keep her home, and that means finding out the truth. But I’m not sure how to tell her my truths when I’m living so many lies.
Temptation has never come in a hotter package. You know how people say you can never believe what you read on the interwebs? That a hot guy online is probably a creeper with a beer gut and a shoe fetish, not the sexy beast he pretends to be? So I had no clue that the anonymous blogger who contacted my law firm about his naughty website would be droolworthy in real life. Not that I'm interested in him in that way. Attorneys can't go around sleeping with their clients. Not even if he is the most beautiful man I've ever met and so ridiculously smart he makes my nerdy-girl heart sigh. Besides, he has too much on the line to risk taking a chance on the insane chemistry building between us. We both do. I've always followed the rules. Too bad he makes me want to break each and every one of them.
A sexy new standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author Lex Martin.Tori…For the record, I'm not going to hook up with my boss.I'm a lot of things-a screwup, a basket case, a flunky. But when I take a nanny job to be near my pregnant sister, I swear to myself I'll walk the straight and narrow, which means I cannot fall for my insanely hot boss.I don't want to be tempted by that rugged rancher. By his chiseled muscles or southern charm or the way he snuggles his kids at bedtime. Ethan Carter won't get the key to my heart, no matter how much I want him. Ethan…Between us, she's the last thing I need as I finalize my hellish divorce. What sane man trying to rebuild his life wants a hot nanny with long, sexy hair, curves for miles, and a smart mouth? A perfectly kissable, pouty mouth that I shouldn't notice.My focus is on my kids and my ranch, not the insufferable siren who sleeps in the room next to mine. It doesn't matter that she wins over my kids in a heartbeat or runs my life better than I do. Tori Duran is the one woman I can't have and shouldn't want, no matter how much I crave her.
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