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  Rhiannon I walked out of my wedding and straight into the arms of a stranger. One night. No names. No regrets. Until I find out who he really is—Robert McAllister, the investigative journalist who nearly destroyed my family. Now the tabloids think we’re a couple, and the only way to control the chaos is to fake-date the man my whole family hates. Smile for the cameras. Lie through your teeth. Try not to punch him in the throat. And whatever you do, don't fall for the enemy. Robert Sleeping with Rhiannon Morrigan hours after she jilted her fiancé wasn't my smartest move. She’s a rugby icon. A walking headline. Off-limits in every way, and the one subject I swore I wouldn’t write about. But my editor’s ultimatum is clear—write her story or lose my job. Now we’re faking it for the press, and I’m holding the biggest scoop of my career... If I write it, I’ll lose her. If I don’t, I might lose everything else. My Review Rhiannon is a force to be reckoned with. She could have taken ...

  I was supposed to expose him. Soren Nixon, the untouchable media mogul, the one who hides behind locked doors and whispered oaths. My job was simple. Uncover the truth behind The Forsaken Society. But nothing about him is simple. I found a man who is carved from control and sin, who spends his free time fighting in underground rings to feel something real. He’s dangerous in ways I can’t write about, intoxicating in ways I can’t resist. Every secret pulls me deeper into his world. Every touch makes me forget my purpose. He’s everything I should fear. But when he looks at me as if I am already his, I start to wonder. Maybe the story I have been chasing is the one that will destroy me. My Review Yes, my new book boyfriend is Soren. He is so deviously yummy! I loved every moment of this book. It was a catch twenty-two as I was devouring this book so fast but at the same time, I was trying to savor it to make it last longer as I did not want it to end.  Cressida is amazing. I lov...

  Roses are red, Blood is too. Run all you want— The twins will catch you. Aeri goes to the Cupid’s Killhouse rave to forget her heartbreak— but she catches the attention of two masked killers who stalk the dance floor like it’s a hunting ground. Kross and Kade don’t want her fear… they want her giggle, her glitter, her chaos, and the way she runs like she  wants  to be caught. In a night of bass, blades, and bad decisions, Aeri becomes the obsession of twin predators who can’t decide whether to kiss her… or kill for her. And the terrifying part? She’s not sure which option she wants more. My Review Aeri finds herself with not one but two sexy masked men. Kross and Kade want to make Aeri theirs.  "They didn't let me go They're chasing And I can't wait to see what happens when they catch me." Aeri can run all she wants but Kade and Kross will catch her and when they do, they will claim her. I like both men, but Kade was a bit of a comedian. He had a cheeky side to ...

  Nothing will stand between this tennis player and her grand slam. Not even love... Maggie Taylor didn't get to be one of the best tennis players in the world by throwing out all her rules. She sticks to her routines and works hard to keep her heart from getting broken. After all, "love" means nothing to a tennis player and Maggie knows first hand how complicated and messy relationships can be. Even her parents ended up getting a divorce. Instead of looking for love, she keeps her eye on the prize and her heart firmly locked away...even though it beats wildly for a certain best friend. Rowan Amory has worked hard to make a name for himself and now he’s one of the best players of his generation. But lately, all he cares about is spending time with his loved ones and wondering if his best friend, Maggie, loves him back. He was young and stupid when he agreed to a no-strings-attached agreement, not realizing a decade would pass and he still wouldn't have the courage to ...

  A fake boyfriend. A killer family. And a deadly wedding. Maggie Hamilton comes from a long line of people paid to dish out death. Unfortunately, Maggie is a family failure. Age? Twenty-nine. Kill count?  Zero . When her father decides to marry her off to her psychotic ex at thirty, Maggie panics and hatches the world’s worst fake a relationship to buy herself some time. Enter Roman Ellis. Maggie's hot, grumpy neighbour and internet-famous 'celibacy' influencer. Little does he know that Maggie knows all about his secret life. She hears it all through her bedroom wall. He’s gorgeous, insufferable, and wouldn't look at her twice given the chance. But Maggie isn't giving him the chance; she's taking him home whether he likes it or not. They just need to make it through an eleven-hour drive to the Highlands for her father’s wedding. With Roman tied to the passenger seat, a suspicious stepmother-to-be who may or may not be poisoning the groom, and a stalker ex lurki...

I didn’t eat people. Just men.   First of all, I’d like to set the record straight. I wasn’t a cannibal, ʼkay? I didn’t eat  people . Just men. I ate their hearts out before they ever saw me coming. Figuratively, of course. Most of the time. Sometimes a girl had to do what a girl had to do. And sometimes what I had to do was fry those suckers up with a little bit of buttermilk and enough shortening to give ya coronary. I wouldn’t ever apologize for it. Which was something else you should know about me. I was unapologetic. Then again, so was he. Else the hotshot with a blade bigger than his d*ck wouldn’t have barged his way into my little apartment without so much as a “my bad, sorry for disturbing you, ma’am.” And I wouldn’t have been forced to tie him to a chair and teach him some manners. But here we are, ain’t we? Just a sweet little Southern girl and the big bad pickle-diddler who thought he was about to get his rocks off. Guess it wasn’t his lucky day. Sure was mine, thou...