Dark Moon: A Medieval Historical Romance Views: 437
Accidents happen. So does marriage. Struggling businessman Burke Carver can't get Jill Armstrong out of his mind. She's smart and intriguing, and a year ago they had a fun night at a conference—a night he can't fully recall. With his company's profits starting to slide, he knows he doesn't have time for a relationship but he's still tempted to look her up... Only he won't have to. Jill Armstrong needs to talk to the handsome and brilliant CEO, Burke Carver. A year ago he made it clear he was happy to date her for an evening but not partner their businesses. Well, it seems they partnered more than they'd planned on because her bank just approved her latest business expansion loan—all because of her husband Burke's stellar credit rating. The problem is, neither of them remember their wedding but there's a marriage certificate on file that has them and their business assets linked. Can these accidental "newlyweds" find a way... Views: 437
The Wicked Governess: Blackhaven Brides, Book 6 Views: 437
E.D.G.E. Security is a cover for a covert international organization that handles jobs most governments won't. The operators are the elite of the elite, soldiers and spies, chosen for their skills and secrecy, and their ability to go beyond the edge. Secrets attract Cassie Kwon and as a reporter, it's her job to expose them, no matter who disapproves or disagrees. She's no longer the naïve young girl who'd do anything for the soldier who stole her heart. Now she's a woman who won't be swayed by a set of stupidly broad shoulders – no matter how much those shoulders remind her of sexy stares and stolen kisses. She doesn't have time to be pining after some soldier, especially when that soldier is Derrick Blackwell.When the biggest story of her life takes Cassie to North Korea, she doesn't hesitate to search for the truth. Alone. But sneaking past the closed border into one of the most corrupt and oppressive countries in the... Views: 437
There is nothing sexier than a woman with her act together. This is not that kind of story. NovaKain is a pop star who’s run out of chances, and Shamus Malone is the man willing to give her own more. Shamus - If I keep worrying about everything that could go wrong, I’ll never get to sleep. Needing a distraction, I turn on the news. One click, and she’s everywhere. Breaking news. Unapologetic as ever, NovaKain says, ‘F U Grammys.’ With both hands. Oh no. There’s my star attraction, high as hell. Wearing the same clothes I left her in. Yesterday. Right down to the hospital ID band on her wrist. It’s like deja vu in hell, except…Isn’t that the guy from Fight Club? Yep, and she’s on him like a patch on a jacket. Off balance, she giggles through a statement of some sort. Two words in and the beautiful duo completely break down into raucous peals of laughter. Unable to contain the hilarity, she hands the newsman a familiar ivory envelope and my gut churns. Practically salivating, the reporter can’t spread the bad news fast enough. “Dear Miss Kain...”As he reads, I get a sinking feeling. Like the noose is already around my neck and the stool’s wobbling. Where are her handlers? Those that are supposed to be looking out for her? Right here. I never should have left her. I won’t make that mistake again. No matter the cause, the effect is still happening. Right before my eyes. I should have tied her up and thrown her in the trunk. It should end right there. But on live TV, she’s gotta have the last say. Glassy-eyed, she smirks as the camera zooms in. “Man have I had a week. Rusty hasn’t changed. I don’t think I have any more friends left, but if I do, he’d find a way to screw them too. Then there’s the overdose. Oh my God! Did you guys hear? They tried to 5150 my ass. Monday’s suck. Amirite?”It’s Sunday, but no one corrects her. “All I wanted was a little fun before I’m shut off and somehow I’m the bad guy. Whatever haters. Come see me at The Four Leaf. Vegas Baby!” She turns to the reporter. “Can I say hi to my boss, Shamrock Malone?” It’s Shamus but I’ve been called worse. At least she got the venue right. Then I think of what Justice said. We forgive famous people of everything just to be in their light. She doesn’t even look like the woman I met. This one’s off the rails. I text my brother. Justice, we have a problem. Views: 437
