Tycoon

He wasn’t always this rich. This hot. This difficult.
Aaric Christos was a guy who protected me. Wanted me. Maybe even loved me.
That man is gone.
In his place is the most powerful real estate tycoon in the city.
He’s a cold, ruthless, aggressive businessman.
The only one who can save me and my startup from ruin.
It takes every ounce of courage to put my pride aside and ask for his help.
I didn’t expect him to offer it easily.
And he doesn’t.
Instead, he vets me harder than he’s vetted anyone.
Don’t invest in what you don’t know, he says.
He's assessing every piece of me, to the point I've never felt so bare.
I yearn for the boy I once knew, whose touch once craved me.
Putting it all on the line will be worth it, I tell myself.
Until I realize—too late—that some risks are not worth taking.

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Bryn seems to be a fickle one when it comes to Christos. As her story goes it makes more sense. Christos is his last name I would have thought since they were friends as kids she would only call him Aaric but it was both throughout the book. They are brought back together when she needs money for her start up company and Christos is her last option. It's hard to say where things are going there's a lot of push and pull. When they finally push to stay together it all goes to hell and there's a situation to get through. There were a few sex scenes. Ending was good.

The Traveller

Sure, he was raised in a house...but it was far from a home.

He thought he’d found it in the Army, only to have his world shattered along with his band of brothers.

Hart settled in a small-town in Montana until the inevitable happened.

The call he dreaded the most...

His mom was dying and he needed to return to the place he grew up.

Leaving his business behind to his best friend Cub, he set out on a long road trip back to Nashville.

The endless road, his only solace as the miles ticked by.

His soul in his pocket travelled aimlessly…

Hart had no idea what was waiting for him back in Nashville. The Traveller’s adventure may turn into his reality.

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Hart is heading home to take care of his dying mother. When he gets knocked on his butt by love. He never thought love was in the cards for him because he never felt settled but now that he's meet savanna ray he knows he's home with her. Savanna has been through quite a lot for as young as she is. It will take Hart a lot of patience to break down her walls. Once they wade through everything they are stronger than ever. Some hot sex scenes. Fantastic ending.

The Rebellion

I met my muse at fifteen. I’d just gotten busted for smoking behind the school gymnasium. She inspired me with her laugh and nonjudgmental attitude and, before I knew it, we were inseparable. Then I left to pursue my rock star dreams—dreams she encouraged.

I got over Jaymes Grenier no problem. I never think about that little bow at the top of her pink lips, or the way her green eyes admired mine. Nope, I barely recall the way she fit so perfectly in my arms when I held her at night. The sweet way she would whisper she loved me has long faded from memory.

These are the lies I regularly tell myself in hopes of believing them one day. Yeah, I was told I’d get over my first love.

I didn’t.

Derrick Masters marked me the moment we met back in ninth grade. He called me over—all bravado and bad boy mystery wrapped in a James Dean-esque package. Dark hair and blue eyes with a rebel without a cause charisma. He was everything I was warned about, but I couldn’t resist. I was his from that moment on.

His career took off almost as soon as he did. I knew it would. I just thought I would be beside him as his partner in crime, best friend, and lover. That’s what we had always been … before he left me behind to fend for myself.

Fend? Fight is more like it.

I’ve been fighting ever since.

Fighting for survival.

Fighting for a better life in a world determined to keep me down.

I don’t have the luxury of letting my head live in the lure of La La Land. His dreams may have come true, but mine were extinguished. These days I fight for something bigger than me, bigger than we were ever meant to be.

When his dreams come crashing back into my reality, is this a second chance at that fairy tale ending or another heartbreak in the making? 

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Jamie is run ragged trying to stay afloat. She doesn't live in a good area and the meanest man in town has her under his thumb. When a blast from her past comes back to town she will try to Protect him but it's a futile attempt. Jamie can resist Derrick he is her one great love & he soon figures out its her that's missing in his life. It's a rocky road getting through the past & it's not going to be smooth sailing to Jamie's new life. There's one person who isn't going to let go so easily. A lot of steamy hot sex scenes. Fantastic ending.

Ball Peen Hammer

Keane Morgan wouldn’t return any of my calls or texts, and I was pissed as hell about it. I didn’t want to drive from Seattle to L.A. with the guy any more than he wanted to drive with me, but I had no frickin’ choice in the matter--at least, not if I wanted to use his brother Dax’s coveted parking spot at UCLA. 

Okay, so it turned out Keane was objectively gorgeous, and, fine, pretty funny, too. But did he have to be so damned in love with himself? I mean, jeez, the cocky way he flashed those dimples was just so orchestrated. And, honestly, what kind of guy uses the phrase “baby doll” with a straight face? Oh, that’s right: the kind of guy who’s a male stripper. 

Yup, the cocky jerk turned out to be Seattle’s answer to Magic Mike, a stripper known as “Ball Peen Hammer”--which meant Keane Morgan was emphatically not the kind of guy I’d ever fall for. 

Not. At. All.

No freakin’ way.

Well, until Keane convinced me to fall for him, that is. 

Which I did.

Hard.

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Keane is quite hilarious and he's super hot. When Maddy is asked to take him to L.A. with her it a series of mistakes for Keane. Once it finally gets sorted and they are on their way something amazing happens- they form an amazing friendship that is much much deeper that either could have imagined. Once in L.A. the sexual tension gets amped up and Maddy decides she wants whatever Keane will give her. It's all fun until Keane freaks out. Now both heart broken Keane gets a wise talking too and he is on a mission to win back his girl. Some super hot sex scenes. Fantastic ending.

Something Tattered

Surrounded by sharks and living on her own, Melody Blaire has been too outnumbered to shake things up. But that was all before him – the brooding Adonis who's way too dangerous to play it safe. He's fast. He's fearless. He's Joel Bishop, the hard-bodied brawler who's no stranger to a wicked fight. 

Brought together by mishap and mayhem, Melody and Joel soon discover that neither one is quite what they seem. Soon, Melody's wondering…Is Joel's tough exterior hiding the soul of a true artist underneath?

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Took me a bit to remember who Joel bishop was but now I want more of him!!
Melody is a nice girl who seems like she's being taken advantage of. When she meets Joel things don't go well but she's gonna make it right. There are a bunch of misconceptions and misunderstandings from here on out with these two but one things for sure they are in love and someone is out to put an end to it. Sex scenes were nothing to detailed. Heart breaking ending.

Unsteady

“There’s parts of her that were completely untouched until my dirty hands pulled her in, marking her in all the ways she needed.” 

Desperate to find a new mechanic, the last thing Reddington expects is a woman to show up, let alone one with a sinful body, sharp tongue, and the inability to just do her job and not give him lip. 
He can’t deny he’s hoping to catch a view of her bent over a hood, but there’s not a chance in hell that’s going to happen. As much as Red wants to take her for a test drive, he knows he needs to keep his priorities straight. 

“Have you heard of Newton’s third law of motion? Every action has an equal and opposite reaction? It all goes back to one saying. You’re able to choose but you’re never free from the consequences of your actions. There’s no reset, there’s no takeback, there’s an action, and an outcome.” 

After fleeing from an abusive ex, Lennon hopes the garage bays of Walker Automotive will keep her dark secrets hidden from her past. What she doesn’t expect is a sexy, brooding, tattooed boss with an attitude. 
Neither of them can ignore their attraction as they struggle to make sense of their connection. And what happens next will no doubt be unsteady. 

“I’m not going to let him hurt you anymore, Lenny. I won’t let him anywhere near you.”

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Lenny has had a rough life but she's not about to let someone beat her down. When she is given the chance to start over it's not going to be easy - she didn't pick a profession women are taken seriously in but she will prove herself. Red has been keeping to himself even know half the young girls in his town are constantly throwing themselves at him. When Lenny walks in his shop it's the first time in two years he's had a reaction to a woman. It's a sticky situation and Red tends to be a bit grumpy on most days. When these two actually hit the sheets it's a sexual explosion. Danger was lurking and they let their guard down. When the smoke clears hopefully they can keep building on what they started. Some hot steamy sec scenes. Fantastic ending.

Wrecked

When you can’t trust yourself, how can you ask anyone else to?

It’s been months since Aden Colt left the Army, and still the memories haunt him. When he moved into a boat off the California coast, he thought he’d found the perfect place to escape life.

Then Sawyer shows up, and turns his simple life upside down.

Beautiful and sophisticated, she seems out of place in this laidback beach town. Something is pushing her to experience everything she can—including Aden. But as much as he wants her, starting a relationship with Sawyer puts them both at risk.

For Aden, the past doesn’t stay there; it shows up unexpectedly, uncontrollably, and doesn’t care whose life it wrecks. 

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Emotional amazing story! Aden is fighting his demons but he's barely hanging on. Swayer is going out of her comfort zone because she loves her sister so much. When these two cross paths it quickly develops into more than a casual fling. They both help each other but there are lies that will only hurt more if ever revealed. It's a sad impossible love story but fate has other plans. Once all is revealed there will be other hurdles to overcome but together they can figure it out. Some very hot & steamy sex scenes. Amazing ending .

Cocky Client

Today is officially the worst day of my life… 

I woke up five hours late after a reckless one-night stand with the sexiest, cockiest, and most arrogant man I’ve ever met. (And this asshole actually left a note: “I think you were lying to me about being “experienced” last night. You orgasmed three times, and that was before we made it to your bedroom. I also find it hard to believe you “usually wear silk or lingerie.” Your drawers are all full of cotton granny panties--The best man you’ve ever fucked… ) 

My top two PR clients left me for my number one competitor, my roommate accidentally bleached my best suit, and my favorite coffee shop was shut down for “health concerns.”

Still, none of those things dimmed my excitement for what was supposed to be the best four o’clock signing session of my career. I was on the verge of signing the highest paying client in my company’s history, taking on a so-called “impossible” job that no publicist had been able to handle. 

But at four o’clock, there was no athlete, television personality, or celebrity who showed up. Instead, that sexy, arrogant one-night stand stepped into my office with his familiar panty-wetting smirk and introduced himself as my new, cocky client...

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Ryan & Penelope have an off the charts hot one night stand. The next day however things become messy. Ryan is a total douche but Penelope puts him in his place. She is a hot feisty lady that isn't about to take his crap. Ryan is taken with her but he isn't about to become Prince Charming for her. A lot of funny hot banter. Amazingly hot sex scenes. Fantastic ending but wouldn't mind more.

Art & Soul

I had always been the invisible art student in high school. 
Passed by. Glossed over. Unnoticed. 
Now I was Aria Watson… that girl.

After one bad decision, and being labeled a slut, I was no longer unseen. I was the whore. The ignoramus. The tramp.
I would never be invisible again.

Particularly to Levi Myers. He was the odd boy with the beautiful soul who accepted and understood the broken girl inside me.

Falling in love wasn’t the plan. But how could I resist his promises of hope? Of forgiveness? Of a future I had stopped dreaming of?
We were shattered. We were scarred. We were something strange and beautiful.

We were two lost souls holding on to the only thing that could keep us together.

Each other. 

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Aria is a beautiful girl that is deeper than most kids her age. She ends up paying the untimely price because a boy said she was cute. It's a beautiful heart breaking journey and along the way she meets Levi. He is the handsome new boy at school but he's way more that just a pretty face. He is drawn to Aria even know he shouldn't be. He too is on a heart breaking journey but they have each other. It's hard to see how they will ever have a future but maybe that's the point to live in the here and now. No sex scenes just a story for the heart. Fantastic ending.

Undeserving

Warning: This isn’t a romance, but instead a tale of love between two despairing people, from two different worlds, both aching for something more. 

Debbie Reynolds is a runaway, New York City-bound. Living on the road comes with many challenges—fighting for her next meal, seeking safe places to sleep, and dodging men with less than honorable intentions, all while searching for meaning in a life she finds painful and pointless. 

Damon “Preacher” Fox, vice president of the Silver Demons Motorcycle Club, has been in prison for club-related crimes. As his release draws near, he begins to reevaluate his choices in life, realizing that if he stays with the club, this won’t be his last stint behind bars. Suddenly Preacher finds himself doubting everything he’s ever known, wishing for a life beyond the club. 

When Preacher and Debbie’s paths cross, they find in each other a sense of peace they had been lacking. But life is about to catch up with Preacher, and Debbie, desperate to keep the one person who’s ever shown her any kindness, finds herself caught between forces far deadlier and more powerful than she could have ever imagined. 

This is Debbie and Preacher’s story. 

At the end, we should all go back to the beginning, 
if only to remind ourselves that we once lived.

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Holy moly grab your tissues because this one is a tear jerker. My heart hurts just thinking about the ending!

Preacher certainly wasn't looking for love and when he came across Debbie it wasn't insta love but there was something there that he couldn't walk away from. Debbie was running from her past and has had to grow up fast. When she meets preacher she doesn't understand why he's so kind to her wanting nothing in return. Tragic events strengthen their bond and before too long they are starting a family. Preacher is never what he seems. When Debbie is faced with a tough choice she makes a grave error but she's going to make it right. We get a lot of Eva too along the way. Tragic, beautiful love story that will bring you to tears. Some hot steamy sex scenes.

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TWISTED TWOSOME

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BLURB:

From the first day I met Racer McKay, I knew our interaction was going to be incredibly brief. First impressions really do matter and unfortunately, I didn’t make a very good one.

At the time, I didn’t think much of it. I was never going to see this man again, right? 

Wrong! When I’m met with the opportunity of a lifetime, there is only one man in the state of New York who can assist me. And can you guess who it is? 

But what I don’t realize is he needs me just as much as I need him. I have money he’s desperate for, and he holds the key to making my dreams come true. 

So, we reluctantly join forces.

Our pranks turn from sarcastic banter, to sexual tension and lust-filled glances. Bickering matches quickly morph into slow burn moments. We’re hot, we’re cold. We push and pull. I need him, I don’t want him. We’re on the verge of combusting with an agreement dangling dangerously between us. Neither one of us can afford to lose one another and yet, we’re finding it quite hard to decipher the line that rests between love and hate.

~Review~

Georgina has a life of privilege but with that comes a certain way of life and it's one she isn't settling for. Racer is drowning in debit and will do just about anything to get a little breathing room. When they cross paths It isn't pretty they both can dish it out. They might not like each other but they need each other. The more time they spend together the more the layers are peeled back and they discover they aren't so different. Once they make the leap to more Racer with do anything to help her achieve her dream even if that means he has to walk away. Some hot steamy sex scenes and a lot of hilarious banter. Fantastic ending.

Excerpt:

“Thanks for lunch, I haven’t had a fine peanut butter and jelly sandwich in quite some time.” Racer takes a giant bite from one of three sandwiches I made him. The man can eat; I just want to know where he puts it all. “What is this, crunchy peanut butter?” He looks over the sandwich, studying it intently. 

“Yes, it’s crunchy with mixed berry jam.”

He nods and takes another bite. He talks with his mouth full, which for some weird reason makes him oddly adorable. “Nice touch, George. The peanuts add a nice texture.”

“Are you going all food critic on my PB and J skills right now?”

Lifting his shirt, he dabs away some of the sweat that’s collecting on his forehead, beneath his backward hat. His abs flex with the movement, drawing my attention. Each divot calling out to me to touch, to examine . . . to lick. 

“I think every human should be judged on their PB and J skills.”

I pull my eyes away from his stomach just in time not to get caught staring. “Why do you think that?”

“Because,” he takes another bite, “I think building a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is in everyone’s repertoire, but only the truly skilled know how to make a proper one. And I want to be friends with the truly skilled.”

“Is that so?” I take a drink of my green tea and study him for a second, watching the way the muscles in his jaw move with each bite and swallow. It’s sexy. 

His neck is sexy? Is that possible? 

“So where do I land on your scale of sandwich artists?”

He smiles from my term, and I realize how much I adore his boyish charm. Pulling his eyes away from me, he examines one of the sandwiches I made him and starts assessing it. “Good ratio of peanut butter to jelly. Nice choice in bread. The crunch you added has been a pleasant surprise, and the mixed berry jam is fucking delightful.” I giggle from his girly term. “But . . .” 

I perk up; there’s a but? “But what?”

He quirks his mouth to the side, almost to say, “Sorry, but you’re not quite perfect.” “The bread, it should have been toasted. Toasting it would have taken you to boss level when it comes to the PB and J.”

“Toasting it?”

He nods and takes another bite. “When you don’t toast a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, the peanut butter and bread form a paste on the roof of your mouth. Even though it tastes good, it can get quite irritating.”

“But I didn’t have a toaster.”

“Rookie mistake.”

“Well, If I knew I was going to be critiqued, I would have sprung for bacon.”

He pauses mid bite and stares at me over his sandwich. “You’re a beast for bringing up the option.”

I polish off the rest of my sandwich and wipe my fingers. “Well, maybe next time you’ll communicate expectations better. I’m not a mind reader, Racer. Frankly, the fact I didn’t make boss level is on you, not me.”

I stand and gather my trash as he stares me down. “Don’t you turn this on me. You didn’t have a toaster. The toaster is what’s key. This is on you, Georgie. This is on you!” he calls out as I make my way to the back, laughing to myself the entire time. 

About the Author:

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if "It's Raining Men" starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing... enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!

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