Romance By Mistake - Available Now!

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Reality TV didn’t see her coming—neither did he!

Reeve Huntington didn’t see the spunky beauty coming, but as soon as he laid eyes on her, he knew she was the one. He is only TV’s hottest bachelor, and his twin friends don’t like her. Of course, the whole matter of the contestants is a slight problem. So what’s a guy to do away from the circus of TV? Get Marina to be part of his reality.

Marina Carzelli had a normal, almost boring life. Of course, having an eccentric one of a kind shop and drag queens for friends can take the doldrums away. She was single, a great mom then it happened, one slippery spot on the mall floor, one cup of coffee, a set of twins and—Him! Reeve is hunky, but can she give her heart to a man that is marrying someone else on the whim of chance, or would their romance be a mistake?

Excerpt:

“Oh, this isn’t funny,” a very stunned Luke groaned from the living room. “Who would have known? Did you know?”

“I swear on my Marilyn Monroe wig I had no idea,” Divinity mused in surprise.

Marina picked up the bowl in one hand and grabbed the wine glass she had set down moments earlier up in the other. “What are you girls rattling about?”

Silence. Neither Luke nor Divinity said anything, just had horrified looks on their faces as Marina walked into the living room. They stared from the TV to Marina and back again. This was not a good sign.

Marina turned and looked at the television just as a famous host from several reality TV shows came on. “So tell me, Reeve, are you ready to trust your marital status to your friends, and viewers everywhere?”

Marina turned to Divinity and Luke. “Tell me I just did not hear that? Some guy is letting his two friends and TV viewers pick his wife? I thought the bachelor reality shows were a way of the past. Is this guy misfortunate-looking or something?”

“No, actually darling, he is quite handsome and is very rich. His family owns those Hunt’s gas bars all over the US and his family is sponsoring the show.” Divinity had the strangest look on her face.

What are they not telling me?

“I have the up most faith,” a sexy and smooth voice replied to the question. There was something strangely familiar about it.

“We just want her to make Reeve happy, right Trey?” The voice had her mind reel in reaction. It was the same voice that had echoed in her mind in the middle of the busy mall this morning. She wheeled around to face the TV. Wine spilled out of her glass and she didn’t care as she focused on the face of one of the twins.

“That’s right, Kyle. Reeve’s happiness is the most important thing here.” It was the other twin.

“No!” Marina breathed out in shock.

“Reeve, you’re pretty lucky to have such good friends,” the famous host said with a laugh.

“Aren’t I, though?” replied the man of the moment. Her jaw dropped and the hand holding the popcorn went limp. It was the sexy man who had gone without a shirt in her store.

“So, Reeve, how does it feel to be the most sought after bachelor?” the host asked. At the same time, the popcorn bowl hit the soft, dark carpet of the living room.

“Marina, darling, are you okay, love?” Divinity sounded a little worried.

She turned and looked at her two friends. Not only had she had a disaster in the mall with one of the best looking men she had seen in awhile, she had dumped her “double espresso” caramel macchiato over a hot eligible bachelor celebrity. “Oh dear, Divinity, I had no idea.” Marina breathed—or at least forced her lungs to inhale and exhale. The comment one of the twins had made earlier about having to go through them suddenly made sense.

“So, Reeve, anything exciting happen to you while you were going through the auditioning process?”

“He actually had a blonde trip him and cover him in coffee at the mall today,” one of the twins confided. “It’s pretty surprising what some desperate women will do.”

The little blue print in the left hand corner of the screen said, “Live”. Her stomach flipped. She had just been publicly humiliated.

The mall had been busy; there were witnesses.

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All That Ice - Available Now!

Blurb:

Forced to travel to Alaska to settle rising conflict between her father’s mine and local environmentalists, Amber Westing finally sees something to rival the Alaskan scenery. Craven Nioka is tall, dark, and too damn sexy for Amber’s own good. Craven is also in need of a good working between the sheets, and she intends to see he gets it. After all, the environmentalists vandalizing the diamond mine will be there when she’s done with the hunky man of Alaska. That’s if a woman could ever truly be done with a man like Craven.

Craven Nioka isn’t sure what pink rock that Amber Westing crawled from under, but knows that the brunette beauty with dark eyes and the streaked dark hair is going back to Nevada where she came from. He just has to figure out two things: One, how to get the Sin City cutie back on the plane; and two, how he’s going to keep himself out of her bed until he does.

The nights heat up between the sheets; and by day, the threats of the environmentalists increase. Soon, catastrophe strikes and Craven has to decide if destroying what he shares with Amber is really the best way to save them both from the deadly threats.

Excerpt:

“Just hear me out,” he demanded, trying hard not to notice anything that would turn him on. He took a deep breath and smelled nothing but feminine scent. Yep, that fruity soft scent blew that hope all to hell. Amber Westing was here to challenge him not just sexually, but with that sharp tongue and the attitude that was twice as big as she was. “My mother yelled at me, because I left you to fend for your self, because you were scared and I should’ve stayed to make sure you were safe and settled, all because you got your thong in a bunch thinking that something or someone was in this house.”

“Stop throwing that temper at me, Craven Nioka, because you don’t need to be so rude to me, I have no idea what it is about me you hate so much. Second, my thong was not in a bunch because I’m not wearing one now.”

The thought stiffened his cock, the muscle in his jaw flexed as he gritted his teeth. “I didn’t need to hear that.”

“Shut-up and hear me out, I wasn’t alone for your information. However, I got it worked out and made a fire and it’s all okay.”

Craven ran his bare hands over his face. Amber was really something else.

“And where the hell are your gloves?” she asked, sounding more like a scolding mother than a beautiful brunette on a rampage.

He looked up at her and ran his hand over his jaw. Her gaze dropped to his hand then back up. For the slightest second, desire burned in her eyes. He had to get away from her. “Well, where is this intruder?” He lifted his brow and waited for her response.

“Behind you on the sofa.”

Craven nodded and looked to the sofa, a small set of brown eyes stared back at him. Horror and shock washed over him and he spun back to Amber. “That’s a mink, they’re wild animals,” he told her.

“So, you’re a wild animal.” She moved past him and over to the sofa.

He wheeled around and stepped closer to her. “I’m not a wild animal.” He tried to ignore the silent debate if her defiance and stubbornness were grating on his nerves or because it was fiercely turning him on that was grating on his nerves. “That is a wild animal.” He pointed to the gray mink and looked at it. “What the hell does it have around its neck?”

“It has a name, it’s Sasha and that would be my diamond tennis bracelet,” she answered in a defiant tone. “I put it on her after I bathed her; diamonds and mink go well together. You would have known that if you had come sooner and not stopped along the way to do whatever the hell it is you do.”

“I got here as quickly as the snow and ice allowed, not by choice.” Why the hell did she have to be so damn beautiful? “Now, what the hell do you mean you bathed the mink?”

Her face softened and she smiled. “She smelled, so I gave her a good shampoo; she liked the water.”

Craven’s mouth parted in shock. She was beautiful as hell, but as clueless as they came. “It could have bit you, it could have a disease, and it’s in the wild for a reason!”

“Well, that certainly explains you, Craven Nioka,” she told him with wide eyes and a pout. “Only, I didn’t realize cold blooded creatures could survive in these temperatures.”

She did not just call him cold blooded. “I’m not cold blooded, that I am sure of, as sure as the fact that tomorrow your Sin City ass is getting on a plane.”

“Like hell I am! Sasha and I are staying put.” She glared at him and pursed her lips again. He couldn’t look at her lips or he would think of the way they felt next to his. His gaze dropped to her lips, his brain disregarded the warning. He was wrong and didn’t think of how they felt; instead, he remembered how she tasted. His cock stiffened, and for the umpteenth time that day, he was real glad his coat covered it. Lifting his gaze, he met her eyes. He didn’t want this, he never asked for it.

“No staying, no pet minks, nothing. Pack your stuff and let’s go,” he told her firmly. “I’ll take your bracelet off that fur trap, then we are gone.”

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