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It was supposed to be a straight-forward contest. Everyday heroes. May the best one win.
I was going to shine, to show my own hero, Sidney, that I had what it takes to make it at Modern Family. Not to mention, I’d get to learn from her. Well, that part I did. Learn, that is.
And I even had the perfect contestant, the one I knew was going to win it all. Noah Shields, doctor and hottie. I’m talking the “you can scrub me down anytime you want, doctor” type of hottie. One problem. He didn’t want anything to do with the contest. Or me. He didn’t think he deserved the hero title.
He was wrong.
He was a hero. No, correction, he is a hero. He just needed a push to see it for himself without letting the demons from his past and the heartache he was harboring taint the good man he truly was.
I was just supposed to help him see – from the goodness of my own heart. That’s the thing, I involved my heart. And when that sucker came into play, I was no longer playing for him to win the contest. I was playing for him to win at life…not just survive…and I was playing with my whole heart. Because it was his.
And now the contest was over, and I’m left standing alone, wondering if his heart isn’t too damaged to be in it too.
DC Renee’s Scrubbed is a heart-felt, emotional, fun, and sexy contemporary romance written in K. Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes World project.
That single word is what I’ve relied on now more than ever. Strength keeps me going. Strength makes me get up every day.
Even with the pain.
It was my dad’s job. He was the founder and CEO of the best tech company. But with his death, it’s now mine. And I’m damn good at it.
Until the threats start.
With Cat’s urging, I hire Jackson’s company to protect me and find the guy responsible. I didn’t expect my bodyguard to look that good. His body was a dream, his face was perfection, and his dark eyes drew me in. Too bad he carried a past that tarnished his present.
Because Luka Sarbent has the potential for love.
But when the threats start to get more perilous, his heart hardens.
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And what was I supposed to do when I needed money to take care of my mom? Sell my body, of course…well, now this sounded like the beginning of a bad porno…and you know what? It sort of was…the porno part, at least, not the “bad.”
Oh, no, there was absolutely nothing bad about Chase, my best friend’s brother, my best friend’s hot brother. He also happened to be the one to buy me – well, save me.
And the gentleman that he was, that was all he planned to do with me. Too bad, I had other plans, the down-and-dirty kind of plans. And this was my one shot at finally being with the forbidden fruit that was Chase.
Good news…he didn’t live up to his name…I didn’t have to chase too hard. I just had to convince him that he’d already saved me…now it was time to break me.
She wasn’t the focus, but my eyes were drawn to her.
She was the perfect image, the perfect subject, the perfect picture. But one wasn’t enough. So I took more. I took what she didn’t know she gave…herself.
And then that wasn’t enough. I wanted my fantasies to become a reality. I wanted her.
I went further, crossed more lines…I gave her what she didn’t know she needed. Desire.
And still it wasn’t enough. It wouldn’t be enough until I had her. She would be more than a perfect picture. She would be mine.
My family was everything to me.
Which is why I didn’t hesitate. I dropped it all—my life, my career, my home—and left New York, with my sisters, to come back and run my mom’s business when she got sick.
Cleaning wasn’t my thing, but my mom was damn good at it. So much so that her maid service was doing well with some pretty rich clientele.
He’d been one of them. I’d pictured a stuffy old man with a trophy wife, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Young. Hot. Rich. Charming. Sinful.
Though I hated him on sight, that didn’t stop me from wanting him.
So, I took him…and that should have been all. Just sex, no strings. And I’d return to my life in New York when my mom was better.
But that damn thin line…always getting in the way…
Maid to Hate…or Maid to Love?