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Rape. One word changed his life. Mason Tredwell had it all. He was a good looking, well-respected doctor. He had money, power, and friends. He never worried about finding a woman to warm his bed. But that all changed when he was wrongfully accused of rape. And now, after five years in prison and the loss of everything he cared about, he wanted revenge.
Abandoned as a baby and bounced around different foster homes, Kat Gingham never really had a charmed life. But now, things were really falling apart. She had no money, no job, and even her lying, cheating boyfriend was gone too. She allowed herself one night to cry about her situation before she picked herself back up. But when she woke up, she was no longer at home, and she was no longer alone. She was facing Mason, a guy who claimed she ruined his life. And he’s hell-bent on breaking her down, humiliating her, making her feel like he has all these years.
With tension flaring, questions arising on both sides, and answers truly vague, one question remains: Will Mason let Kat go are they both in too deep?
Let Go Series: Book 2, Benny's story. Stand Alone & Sequel to Let Me Go.
A street thug with a heart. That was Benny Negrete. To the outside world, he looked like bad news, but anyone who knew him knew he was intelligent, honest, and most importantly, caring. He looked out for the people he loved. But it hasn’t always been that way.
Sophie Basi, a successful doctor with a promising career, has tried hard to put the past behind her. It even worked for a while, but she never expected to run into Benny again. He’s the one person who can summon the past and unravel her perfectly crafted life.
When avoidance doesn’t work, the two are forced to relive their recollections of a past they are both desperate to forget. Can they let it go? Or are they forever going to live in their memories, with the future just out of reach?
Let Go Series: Book 3, Eddie's story. Stand Alone & Sequel to Let Me Go & Let It Go.
A hot-shot doc is stopped by a gorgeous cop...Sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, right? I mean, what could go wrong? Oh, only everything.
When Eddie Valencia is pulled over for speeding by Officer Evie Drew, he's blown away by her beauty and strength. Too bad she doesn't take it that way, and the next thing you know, they hate each other. At least they won't see each other again...
Except they do. A series of run-ins causes their hate to escalate. But as they say, there's a thin line between love and hate...
Can they let hate go? But more importantly, can they let love in?
Past. Everyone has one. It shapes the person they become. It determines the present. It even contributes to the future. And sometimes, people are thrown together in spite of it.
It was no secret that Megan Verona was raped. It crippled her being, turning her from a vibrant young woman to someone who feared intimacy. After years of struggling, she decided to seek help with a therapist, Declan Connors, in hopes of being able to finally have a relationship. Declan wanted to help Megan; he wanted to help everyone who sought his aid, but she was different. She consumed his thoughts until he could no longer deny his feelings. He hadn’t expected to fall for her and fall hard, but he did. It was a wonder when she returned some of his sentiment. But, like everyone, Declan also has a past, one riddled with pain and anguish, one he hadn’t fully dealt with.
If helping Megan brought out his own shadows, what did loving her do? How do both their pasts play a role in their future? Most importantly, can they conquer the past that threw them together?
I broke my promise the minute I saw her.
Not in the way you probably think, though. It wasn’t a promise to take care of her because it was love at first sight. It was a promise to let her know, to let her know just what happened …
Yes, she was beautiful, perfect really, but what I saw made her ugly. So, I broke my promise because she didn’t deserve to know.
And then I took her because she deserved to suffer the way I had—emotionally. Alone even when surrounded by people. Lonesome for eternity.
She’d be my wife so she could live beside me, never finding love but only the indifference and hate I bestowed upon her. Who would want that kind of life by choice? Who would want to shackle themselves to a scarred man—both physically and mentally? I didn’t give her a choice. I gave her an ultimatum, and she couldn’t refuse. And I vowed she’d live a lonely life with a husband right beside her.
That’s the thing about vows … Sometimes, they are broken. And promises? Sometimes, you manage to keep them even when you don’t want to.
What would you do if you met a real-life book boyfriend?
You might scream or maybe giggle.
You might play coy or maybe stare.
You might ask for a picture or maybe an autograph.
You might call your girlfriends or maybe post about it.
What did I do? I ran. Literally.
Kim was a typical college student with a splash of dorky, a dash of funny, and a pinch of clumsy...well, maybe more than a pinch. After making a fool of herself in front of her classmate, Brent, and his friend, Travis, a dead-ringer for one of her book boyfriends, she tried to stay away. But after a few hilarious chance encounters, they become fast friends.
And then came the bet. It was Travis versus Brent, but somehow, they'd roped Kim in to help Team Travis. He was supposed to find and woo his real-life book girlfriend. What could go wrong with a couple of college kids and an innocent bet? Let the shenanigans and laughter ensue! And maybe add in a bit of friendship, fun, and most definitely, love.
Part of the multi-author stand-alone Doctors of Eastport General World.
I wasn’t a
damn statistic.
I was a
person, and I deserved to be treated as such.
But that was a
foreign concept to Dr. Elias Kupmen, so I set out to prove him wrong. I’d be
the best freaking compassionate doctor ever. And I succeeded.
Then I
returned to the place that started it all eight years earlier.
He wouldn’t be
there after all this time, right? I wouldn’t have to face him, yeah?
The answer to
those questions was a big, fat NO.
Elias was
still there and still an asshole. But now, I wasn’t his patient; I was his
colleague. I was the one unafraid to call him out and spar with him.
Until the
tables were turned. And just like that, I got a chance to really prove
him wrong. That’s all, though, nothing more…certainly not falling for the
asshole…
We were two dueling
doctors, but in every battle, there’s always a winner. Which one of us would it
be?
For someone who wasn’t the “dating kind,” he had certainly done a bang-up job of wooing me. Dating, marriage … the whole nine yards. I’d fallen hard. I couldn’t help it. Nolan Corrington was gorgeous, charming, sweet, and he loved me with a passion I’d never felt before. It was inevitable on my end.
He tried to fight his love for me. I was the first girl he ever let in because he’d vowed never to love. He didn’t want the fallout a heartbreak would create. But he said dating me, marrying me, loving me … the whole nine yards was inevitable for him too.
With a love like that, there could be no room for heartbreak, right?
Well, see … that’s the thing about loving someone so hard. You don’t always share everything about yourself, at least not until it’s too late … until the person is so deep inside you that you hope they won’t want to leave. That’s what I like to call love’s deception.
And that’s what Nolan counted on.
What could go wrong? Oh, only everything … only the one thing he feared in the first place … heartbreak. Too bad it wasn’t just a matter of walking away … it was more, a lot more. It was life, death, and everything in between. It was love, and it was deception.
Life and death. Exact opposites. One brings great joy. One brings great sorrow. But without one, there is no other.
I gave my daughter life when I was just eighteen. And now, at sixteen, she faces death.
From the minute I heard her little heart beating, she was my everything. It didn’t matter that her father had left me, his empty promises a whisper in the wind. It didn’t matter that I had needed to figure out how to get an education while being a young, single mother. It didn’t matter that I had acted as both mother and father while trying to give her everything I could. It didn’t even matter that she was born with a big heart that had us in and out of the hospital for all her life. None of that mattered because just one look at her, one smile from her, and one, “I love you, Mom,” was enough to make any day better. No love greater existed than that of a mother.
But now I was about to lose her. My everything.
It would be up to Kieran to hold me up if my world came crashing down. Dr. Kieran Bell. He came into my life—our lives—and knocked down every wall I had ever put up. He wasn’t just my daughter’s doctor; he was my friend. He was more than my friend. And now, I knew I’d need him more than ever. I just hoped against hope that this time, life wouldn’t result in death.
My life was one of those teen angst rom-coms where the ugly high school student transforms herself into the beauty queen. Except there was no cute guy helping me along, no series of makeover shots with fun background music, no scene where I walked into the room and all heads turned to look at me while wind blew through my hair. I was the ugly high school student, and I did transform, but it wasn’t all peaches and cream.
Bullied so badly in high school that it ruined my life, I spent my senior year in therapy. It was there that I transformed – not just physically, but mentally as well. I wanted a fresh start and going to college across the country was my ticket to that. It was a whole new world, and things were great …
… and then came the blast from my past.
And he didn’t recognize me. What was a girl to do? Revenge, of course! My plan was to make him fall for me and then break his heart.
Sounds simple, right? Wrong. If only revenge was black and white … too bad a lot of gray was in the mix. But one thing was for sure – I needed a way to heal the scars from my past. I just hoped I could.
I was dating Grennan Larter. The Grennan Larter, lead singer and guitarist of The Rising Sun. It had happened so fast, but somehow, plain old Brooklyn Cooper had captured the rock star. It was wonderful and fun; he was caring, attentive, and as cliché as it was, he thought I was the rising sun … and setting sun, and everything in between. I was in love and so was he.
And then it all fell apart.
All I thought I knew … well … let’s just say I wasn’t sure I could trust myself anymore. I had a war waging in my head, and I wasn’t sure who would win, or rather, who I wanted to win. I felt like I was going crazy. And then it all finally clicked. I finally understood why my life had gone in the direction it had. It was the shape of my life.
Ugly. Freak. Fatty. I had been called those things and more for as long as I could remember. I didn’t mind it, though, because to the outside world, those words described me perfectly. But it was all a charade, a façade to keep people away. Never let anyone get too close. It had worked for twelve years of my life, ever since I caused my father’s death.
And then Carter Anderson pushed his way into my world. Gorgeous, of course, charming, naturally, and cocky, a given—he called himself my friend and broke through every one of my carefully constructed walls.
Cue the “happily ever after,” right? Wrong.
This isn’t some fairy tale where the ugly duckling turns into a beautiful swan, and once the beauty beneath is revealed, all is right in the world. This is real life. When things seem too good to be true, it’s because they usually are. And when people say your past will come back to bite you, they mean it. And trust me, it does.
I hate you. I heard those words so many times from his mouth that they lost their meaning. His "three loving words" is how I mockingly referred to them. It didn't bother me, though, because I hated him, too.
He was gorgeous, with dark tousled hair, full lips, a strong jaw, and a body deserving of a magazine cover. He was rich and cared for his mother deeply. On paper, he was the perfect husband. The problem? He was my husband.
I dreamed of a fairytale love story for as long as I could remember. I dreamed of a boy to fall head over heels for me and treat me like the sun rose and set at my feet, especially after living in the shadow of my perfect sister and never feeling good enough for my family. When I decided to earn my parents' love in a dramatic fashion, I'll admit that I never imagined marrying him would end up part of the bargain.
The kicker? Enzo Faust didn't want to marry me, either. And yet, here we are, a man I both fear and loathe is my "I do...for better or worse." I just didn't anticipate that it'd be more 'worse' than 'better.'
I'm Paige Stiles, and here's my story.
Part of K Bromberg's Everyday Heroes World (KB Worlds), "Linked" to Cockpit by K Bromberg. For more info on KB Worlds, click here. 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.
Part of Corinne Michaels' Salvation Society. "Linked" to Beloved and Beholden by Corinne Michaels. For more info on Salvation Society, click here. Strength.
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.
I trust
him to keep me safe from the dangers thrown at me, but I don’t trust him with
my heart. Ironic really … because I’ve never felt more guarded …
Part of Vi Keeland and Penelope Ward's Cocky Hero Club. "Linked" to Park Avenue Player. For more info on CHC, click here. I’d been okay with my life.
Well, I was okay-ish.
I was missing love, missing that happily ever
after like my friends Elodie and Hollis had, like the kind plenty of their
friends did, like Lincoln and Melody, and many others.
And then life happened, and things fell apart…for
Lincoln. But Elodie was Elodie, so she knew how to draw me in to help.
So, help I did, which led to friendship, which led
to my stupid heart being involved. Except it was only my heart involved.
Denial!
That was what I did to keep things the way they
were.
The problem was, it was getting harder and harder
to deny my heart, and Lincoln was making it easier and easier to love him.
And our friendship was growing, even outside of
the walls of the Park Avenue Pick-Up.
But that was all it was. Friendship.
As long as I kept telling myself that, then I
would be fine, right? If I believed it, then maybe my heart would too.
But then he found out about our link. (He didn’t
remember me anyway – so it didn’t even count, right?)
Either way, it forced us to look at some hard
truths…about the heart. Our hearts.
Insert happily ever after here, right?
See…life didn’t usually happen just once. It tended
to make things fall apart often.
And ours was no exception.
Part of the multi-author stand alone series, all "linked" in that they are part of the same town, referencing the same places/traditions/people, etc.
My Favorite Season is about Autumn & Miles. My Favorite Flower takes place towards the end of My Favorite Season and is about Autumn's brother Ford.
With a name
like Cupid’s Cove, it was no wonder our town made Valentine’s Day a big deal.
Too bad it
fell in the middle of winter because I was partial to Autumn…the season and
the girl.
The new—hot—girl
in town.
I flirted. I
bombed. The end.
Nope, not how
it went.
She did turn
me down, and I hated her for a quick minute until I realized why she’d come to
town. Her parents were gone, she needed to raise her kid brother, and her only
family was from Cupid’s Cove.
We made up.
Secret Valentine did the trick. HEA. The end.
Still nope.
Her future was
just in sight, and it didn’t involve me.
I let her go.
I had to.
But my heart
didn’t.
It wanted its
favorite season back.
But how?
Cupid’s Cove was a place of
love for a reason. I was still there…now if only Autumn would come back.
Part of the multi-
author stand alone series, all "linked" in that they are part of the same town, referencing the same places/traditions/people, etc.
My Favorite Season is about Autumn & Miles. My Favorite Flower takes place towards the end of My Favorite Season and is about Autumn's brother Ford.
With a name
like Cupid’s Cove, you’d think everyone was filled with love.
Most were.
She wasn’t.
Daisy. My
favorite flower.
She hated me
on sight.
I might have
had a little something to do with that…or so I thought.
No biggie,
life moved on, I went to college, flower forgotten.
Except…she ran
right into me.
Same college,
same dorm building. What are the chances?
Apparently,
the universe was trying to tell us something.
And that
something was that I wanted her more. She wanted me just the same as before,
which meant she didn’t want me at all.
Until she did,
but I wasn’t going to take advantage of her.
I wasn’t that
kind of guy.
We didn’t know
it yet, but the ball, er Secret Valentine, was in her court.
After all, Cupid’s Cove was
a place of love for a reason. Now if only that applied to us.
Book 3 in The Virgin Call Girls series, but all stories are stand alone's, "linked" by an escort service.
The beginning
of every cliché story…mom is sick…girl needs money to take care of mom…enters
into an unsavory agreement for said money…except this wasn’t a story, this was
my life.
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.
Book 2 in the Happily Ever Stalker series, but all stories are stand alone's, "linked" that they're all about stalkers.
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.
Book 6 in the Billionaire's Maid series, but all stories are stand alone's, "linked" that they're all sisters.
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.
Zane Richards.
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?
Part of the HERmerta series, but all stories are stand alone's, "linked" in that they are all part of the same all-girl mafia family/world.
He was dead.
They all were.
All the men in
la familia DeSantis.
My family.
Every male.
Including my
dad, one of the underbosses.
I hadn’t
planned to join the family. I’d had a “normal” life ahead of me.
But now? It
was time for revenge.
And it was up
to the women left standing to get it.
The Russians
and the Irish didn’t know what they had coming for them.
Us. HERmerta.
He was one of
them.
Now it was
time to play the game, and I played to win.
The only
problem was the endgame had changed.
All because of him.
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