The Baby Maker
The Hunter Brothers | Book 1
Some men are troublemakers or dealmakers.
The men in my family? We're baby makers.
For six generations, the women of wine country have had a saying: don't bang a Hunter man unless you want a bun in your oven.
Yeah, well. I've got a saying too: no thanks. The last thing I need is baby makes three. My business is expanding and the only thing I'm interested in getting knocked up is my bottom line.
But then one night Emma Haverford makes me an offer I can't refuse--she backs away from the land I have my eye on in exchange for a favor...
A big, fat, baby making favor...
When I hear women have gotten pregnant shaking hands with Hunter men, I know I need Dylan Hunter's...ahem, special skills...way more than I need to expand my vineyard.
I'm ready to give my heart to a child and I'm tired of waiting for my late-to-the-party Prince Charming to make my dreams come true. So I promise Dylan--three months of hot, heavy, baby-making s-e-x and then I'm out of his hair forever.
But what if when it comes time to say good-bye, all I want to do is keep bottling up more memories with this big-hearted man?
This sexy Standalone romance will make you laugh, swoon, and blush baby-makin' red. Heat level: A risk of getting knocked up during download. Paperback and audio versions are especially dangerous. Handle with care...
The Hunter Brothers | Book 2
They say Rafe Hunter is trouble with a capital T.
I say--bring it on.
As long as Trouble comes in a package as delicious as Rafe's, I'm ready to climb on his Harley and ride all night long--and I'm not just talking about his motorcycle.
I can hide out until the scandal with my evil ex blows over AND have a wild rebound at the same time. Besides, I've got no heart left to break. My ex made sure of that.
As long as Rafe and I keep our no-strings fling from our families, what can possibly go wrong?
This is so damned wrong.
I don't do drama, and this thing with Carrie Haverford has Bad News written all over it. After one red-hot kiss, I know I should cut and run.
Instead I take her home, take her in her car, take her to the beach and make her scream louder than the crashing waves. And then I take her so far into my heart I don't see how I'm ever going to let her go.
They say the bigger and badder they are, the harder they fall. But when I fall for a girl with third degree love burns, how can I convince her that fire is a good thing?
This sexy Standalone romance will make you laugh, melt, and fall madly in love.
The Hunter Brothers | Book 3
I've waited years for my drop-dead sexy boss, Tristan Hunter, to notice me as something other than his right-hand gal. But though his dog is deeply in love with me, Tristan and I seem doomed to the friend zone.
Until the night we kiss...
It's all a ruse, of course--our make-out session is for the benefit of the two heartbreakers who dumped us--but very real sparks fly when his lips meet mine.
At least...they're real for me.
She's my employee, one of my best friends, my dog Luke's not-so-secret crush, and totally off-limits.
So why am I suddenly unable to think of anything but Zoey Childers?
Two days into our fake engagement and I'm dying to take her to bed and show her just how real the heat could be between us. But crossing that line wouldn't just be borderline unethical--it could be lethal to our friendship.
I should call this off before somebody gets hurt, but how to say "no" to something real with Zoey when every bone in my body is dying to say "yes"?
The Heartbreaker is a sexy, swoony STANDALONE romance.
The Panty Melter
The Hunter Brothers | Book 4
Deacon Hunter is domineering. Condescending. Infuriating.
And yet I can't seem to keep my panties on for five minutes when we're alone together.
He keeps melting them right off. With that sexy voice, those confident hands, the way he brings my body wildly to life, he's proved my libido hasn't gone into permanent, post-divorce hibernation after all.
Surely there's no harm in being enemies with benefits... Right?
When Violet Boden asks me to take her Divorce Virginity, the only thing I can think is--come again?
No, seriously, come again.
And again and again, until both of us are so satisfied we can't remember the people who did us wrong.
Best if we keep conversation to a minimum, though, considering I drive her crazy. She drives me crazy sometimes, too. But she's also sweet, loyal, fearless, and so much fun she's making it damn hard not to fall for her.
But how to convince a woman who's put me in the emotional no-fly zone that I deserve a place in her heart? As well as in her panties...