Bethany is looking for answers and to find them she needs one of the brothers of an infamous crime family, Jase Cross.
Even a sizzling love affair won’t stop her from getting what she needs.
But Bethany soon comes to realise Jase will be her downfall, and she’s determined to be his just the same.
Irresistible Attraction (A Single Glance Trilogy Collection)
Hard to Love Series
Hard to Love
Desperate to Touch
Tempted to Kiss
Easy to Fall
Eight years ago she ran from him.
Laura should have known he'd come for her. Men like Seth King always get what they want.
Laura knows what Seth wants from her, and she knows it comes with a steep price.
However it’s a risk both of them will take.
Not My Heart to Break (Hard to Love Series Collection)
Tease Me Once (September 2021)
Tease me once... I'll kiss you twice.
Declan Cross' story from the Merciless World.
Spin off of the Merciless World
Love the Way Duet
Love the Way You Kiss Me (May 2021)
Love the Way You Hold Me (June 2021)
With everything I've been through, and the unfortunate way we met, the last thing I thought I'd be focused on is the fact that I love the way you kiss me.
Extended epilogues to the Merciless World Novels
A Kiss To Keep (more of Sebastian and Chloe)
Seductive (more of Daniel and Addison)
Effortless (more of Carter and Aria)
Never to End (more of Seth and Laura)
Sexy, thrilling with a touch of dark Standalone Novels
Broken (Standalone)
Kade is ruthless and cold hearted in the criminal world.
They gave Olivia to him. To break. To do as he’d like.
All because she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. But there are secrets that change everything. And once he has her, he’s never letting her go.
Forget Me Not (Standalone novel)
She loved a boy a long time ago. He helped her escape and she left him behind. Regret followed her every day after.
Jay, the boy she used to know, came back, a man. With a grip strong enough to keep her close and a look in his eyes that warned her to never dare leave him again.
It’s dark and twisted.
But that doesn’t make it any less of what it is.
A love story. Our love story.
It’s Our Secret (Standalone novel)
It was only a little lie. That’s how stories like these get started.
But with every lie Allison tells, Dean sees through it.
She didn't know what would happen. But with all the secrets and lies, she never thought she’d fall for him.
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Tequila Rose
He tasted like tequila and the fake name I gave him was Rose.
Four years ago, I decided to get over one man by getting under another. It was supposed to be a single night and nothing more.
I found my handsome stranger with a shot glass at the end of the bar, along with a charming but devilish smile. The desire that filled his eyes the second they landed on me ignited a spark inside me, instant and hot. He was perfect and everything I didn’t know I needed. That one night may have ended too soon, but I left with much more than a memory.
Four years later, and with a three-year-old in tow, I’m back home in the quiet little town I grew up in. As the man I still dream about stares at me from across the street, the flash of recognition and the heat in his gaze are unmistakable.
The chemistry between us is still there, even after all these years.
I just hope the secrets and regrets don’t destroy our second chance before it’s even begun.
Magnolia
Four years ago
College campus on the East Coast
I lie to myself. That’s what a person does when they’re hurt. They say they’re not hurt at all.
“I’m fine … and Robert can go fuck himself.” The additional statement is an extra special truth to make the lie okay. I’m dead set on the words coming out of my mouth even though I’m alone in my apartment with no one here to listen to my declaration. The ball of anxiousness and betrayal in my throat lodges itself deep at the mere mention of his name. Funny enough, every gulp of Sweet Red I take seems to ease that cruel combo down and shrink it so I can swallow the bitter breakup.
Wine and cupcakes. That’s what I’ve been working with tonight. I could eat a dozen cupcakes right now, but I only had two left over … and even the remnants of the frosting on their containers is gone. So now I’m down to just wine.
Alcohol, sweets and trash TV is supposed to be how a girl deals with a breakup, right?
I’m trying my darnedest to take all this in stride, but it freaking hurts. I’ve never been with anyone else. I’ve never loved anyone else. I don’t even know how to handle a “breakup.” If I can even call it that. He dumped me. Plain and simple. My high school sweetheart, the man I’ve been with for five years dumped me, and he did it over a freaking phone call.
Tears prick the back of my eyes remembering how we just slept together when I was home last week and how adamantly I believed the words that came out of his mouth when he told me he loved me. I feel so stupid for believing him. I’m a fool for having no idea that this was going to happen.
I need more cupcakes. Shoot, maybe I should buy a full-blown cake at this point.
I pick up the half-empty bottle of red wine and pour another helping into the pale pink mug. You can achieve any goal you can dream is printed on the other side of it in a silver, feminine script. My goal right now: get wasted. And yes, I can achieve it. One point for me.
I don’t own shot glasses, but a bottle of citrus vodka is next. Not having wineglasses didn’t hinder the wine, so why should a lack of shot glasses hinder the vodka? Two weeks ago, when I turned twenty-one and partied in my hometown to celebrate the last year I’d have away at college, my best friend, Renee, poured all the shots that night and left me the bottle. She’s a bartender back at home. Moving away from one of South Carolina’s coastal Sea Islands was insane for me to do in Renee’s eyes. She’s never had any intention of leaving. Not for college, not for anything. She loves the boating life and sea breeze. As do my other friends.
Maybe that’s why Robert ended it. This long-distance relationship is too much all of a sudden. That doesn’t make sense, though. Maybe it was the long distance that kept him from severing the relationship. In less than a year, I’ll be back in our small town and it wouldn’t be a long-distance relationship anymore. Maybe he could deal with me far away, but in reality he didn’t want me anymore. I just don’t understand. Ugh, that hurts, that deep-seated insecurity that just burrowed into the pit of my stomach.