One man’s promise to another binds his future Flower grandchildren to the Royal Family.
One by one a Flower will be claimed by a Royal.
The Royal family is a force of nature to be reckoned with, but have they finally met their match?
The Royal men are domineering, brute and fierce until they lay eyes on a Flower woman. Then nothing can stop them from claiming what’s rightfully theirs.
Fire Royal is the only female Royal amongst a sea of formidable Royal men, but she won’t let this keep her down. This is one woman who will never bow before a man, until she meets Reed Flower – the last of the Flower family to be claimed.
Warning: Seven short, over the top, insta-love, hot as hell fairytales with a twist of kinkiness.
Each book in The Force of Nature series is standalone & about a different couple.
Release Date: May 8, 2017
Storm, the eldest
son of a heartless businessman is forced to choose a bride. His father wants
grandchildren to secure the future of Royal Industries, and he wants them
Forced to choose
from a specific list of women that’s been promised to the Royal family, Storm
holds a masked ball and invites the six women.
Poppy has lived a
sheltered life. She has been homeschooled by her overprotective mother.
Attending the masked ball is an exciting experience for her until she lands in
the arms of Storm Royal. Electricity crackles around them.
Poppy’s delicate new love is shattered when she finds out why Storm really
wants to marry her. She’s only a means to an end, another piece of property.
Can Storm win
Poppy’s trust while trying to keep his fiery desire for her under control?
This is one force
of nature Poppy didn’t see coming.
Lily has been born into
wealth, and with that comes a certain responsibility. She has been promised to
Hail, who has just taken over Royal Industries along with his brothers and
cousins. The Royal family screams power and money and they’ll destroy anyone
who stands in their way of acquiring more.
Hail is more forceful and
unyielding than the preppy son of a greedy bastard Lily took him for.
Everything about him is dominant. When his eyes lock with hers sparks fly instantly.
Lily belongs to Hail and there’s nothing she can do but honor her grandfather’s
Just one look at Lily and
Hail is determined to own her in every way. He doesn’t want her obedience just
because she’s honoring a promise. He wants her obedience because she craves to
The force of nature might just be too much for the delicate Lily.
Rose is more thorns than
the flowery beauty people take her for. When she hears that she’s been promised
to Lake Royal, an arrogant bastard, she turns prickly.
Lake might be known as
the family player but he has a more serious side that comes out when he sets
his sights on something he really wants. Lake wants Rose with a burning
passion. He wants to own her and tame her. There’s nothing more Lake likes than
a good challenge.
Rose hates that Lake can
make her burn up with just a touch.
How long will Rose be
able to fight of the force of nature that’s Lake Royal?
River Royal is like a bloodhound, once
he gets the scent of a woman he wants, there’s no stopping him. He lives for
the thrill of hunting and conquering.
Jasmine Flower is determined to make it
on her own in the business world. She’s offered a job by River, and even though
all her senses are on high alert, she agrees. The money is amazing and it will
go a long way to helping her get on her own feet.
On her first day of work River informs
her that he’s laying claim to the promise her grandfather made to his. She’ll
be his in every way.
It might not be the job Jasmine applied
for, but she likes it, so why not?
It’s Cherry Flower’s first day at her first job. All she wants to do is make enough money so she can leave home which has become hell.
Everything changes when she literally falls into Tide Royal’s arms.
Tide is the most successful out of all his brothers and cousins. Everything he touches turns to gold. He’s never felt a burning passion for anything in his life … until Cherry. Tide rarely laughs and always keeps to himself. He wants nothing to do with the list of women promised to his family until he finds out that Cherry is the last woman left. It’s between him and his cousin Stone – who will get Cherry?
Tide can’t keep himself from feeling protective of Cherry. An overwhelming desire burns through his veins and he’ll stop at nothing to make Cherry his.
Will this force of nature win the heart of the last flower?
Young Reed Flower gets a job as a
security guard, working the nightshift at the reception counter of Royal
Industries. The powerful and sexy CEO,
Fire Royal, is beautiful and mysterious. She’s worked hard to earn herself the
nickname ‘The Ice Queen’ in order to keep gold-digging men at a distance.
Fire keeps playing with him - a game of
cat and mouse. She has no intention of ever being the mouse. Unable to resist
Reed’s dangerous good looks and inexperience, Fire admits she wants him and
employs him as her personal bodyguard. When she finds out just how innocent Reed
is, she wants to be his first. She wants to shape him into a lover that will
obey her every command.
Reed is shocked to find that he’ll do
anything to win Fire’s trust, but she’s a woman with dark secrets.
Will Reed give himself over to Fire and
explore the darker side of love or will this force of nature be the end of him?
The Negotiator, an all-new sexy, romantic comedy standalone from Avery Flynn is now LIVE!!!
The Negotiator by Avery Flynn
Release Date: April 24th, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Wanted: Personal Buffer
Often snarly, workaholic executive seeks “buffer” from annoying outside distractions AKA people. Free spirits with personal boundary issues, excessive quirks, or general squeamishness need not apply. Salary negotiable. Confidentiality required.
Workaholic billionaire Sawyer Carlyle may have joked he needed a buffer from their marriage-obsessed mom, but he didn’t need a waiting room filled with candidates to further distract him. (Thanks, bro.) But when a sexy job applicant shooes his mom and the socialite in tow out of his office, Sawyer sees the genius of the plan. And the woman. In fact, Miss Clover Lee might just get the fastest promotion in history, from buffer to fake fiancé...
This free-spirit might look like hot sunshine and lickable rainbows, but she negotiates like a pitbull. Before Sawyer knows what hit him, he’s agreed to give up Friday nights for reality tv, his Saturdays for flea markets (why buy junk still baffles him), his Tuesdays and Thursdays for date nights (aka panty-losing opportunities if he plays his cards right). And now she wants lavender bath salts and tulips delivered every Monday?
Yup, she’s just screwing with him. Good thing she’s got this non-negotiable six-weeks-and-she’s-gone rule or Sawyer may have just met this match…
Avery Flynn is an award winning, USA Today bestselling romance author. She has three slightly-wild children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone invents the coffee IV drip.
She was a reader before she was a writer and hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.
Author: Jessica Florence Title: How You Get The Girl Series: Theme Song Duet #2 Release Date: April 24, 2017
As Hollywood’s hottest actor, getting a woman in my bed is never a challenge.
Then I spotted her at a bar—she wanted a man for the night, and I jumped at the chance to fill the role. I gave her Joel Kline’s best, and she smacked my pretty face.
But don’t worry, that’s not the end of our story. Her brand of crazy inspired me, and I had to see her again, no matter the cost.
Now, Alessandra Rose is my lead makeup artist for the next four months.
Literally, her job is to touch me every day for the duration of filming. Sounds like a win, right?
Nope, she stops me at every hint of a flirt. I’m in uncharted waters for once.
Joel Kline’s famous techniques to get the girl are failing me. It’s no longer about those sexy Brazilian lips, or her fiery spirit that gives me a hard on.
It’s about making her banana pancakes after she spends the night in my home.
It’s about knocking down those walls around her, claiming her as mine.
She’s going to fight me, of course, unwilling to accept that it’s not all an act.
But I’m not going anywhere; that’s how you get the girl.
*May be read as standalone*
Six holes later she was all riled up and losing the game. The competitive side of her had come out, and I found it undeniably sexy.
I’d had a hard-on since she start cursing in Portuguese on hole three. But despite the added discomfort in my jeans, I was still whipping her ass, and she was not liking it. In a cute way.
“Here, let me help you, crazy.” My arms wrapped around her and held the club with her hands.
“I’m going to pretend you don’t have your dick on my ass in front of all these people,” she whispered, and I chuckled.
“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” I moved our hands together, and whispered encouraging words in her ear. I may or may not have also enjoyed the hell out of being so close to her, getting to hold her, smelling her hair. Classic move to get close, teaching her something.
“I know what you’re doing,” she hissed, all sassy.
“And boom!” We hit the ball and what do you know? She nailed it. She leapt out of my arms and did a little victory dance.
“Take that, sucker!” She wiggled, and I was mesmerized.
“You had a good teacher.” I reminded her, to which she gave me the finger.
“Fine, fine. You had the magic dick touching you, giving you the power to put the ball in the hole. He’s good at that, you know, entering holes.” I walked over to the next spot and stood behind the couple in front of us, waiting for our turn. I could tell she was ready to spout out some comeback at me but held it in since there were other people so close.
Writer of Alpha Males & Fairy Tales
Author <3 PotterHead <3 Movie Geek Extraordinaire.
When she's not writing her next invigorating story. You can find her running her own business, and spending time with her husband and daughter in southwest Florida.
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A Little Bit Like Love, an all-new sexy STANDALONE MM romance from Brooke Blaine is coming soon!!!
A Little Bit Like Love by Brooke Blaine
Release Date Reveal: May 23rd, 2017
Genre: Contemporary Romance/MM Romance
What if you had everything in the world you wanted…except the man you’d left behind?
Jackson Davenport, the charismatic, strait-laced heir to the Davenport fortune, has a secret. One he’s been hiding since he graduated from South Haven all-boys academy—and that secret’s name is Lucas.
When a work trip takes Jackson back to his old stomping grounds, memories of the year he shared with Lucas come crashing to the surface. With growing pressure from his father to settle down and take over the family business, Jackson knows he’s on borrowed time, and sets out to find the free-spirited daredevil he once knew.
But Lucas isn’t the same man he was eight years ago.
One night. A shattered heart. And an endless parade of nameless faces. Lucas Sullivan is South Haven’s ultimate playboy, a reputation he’s honed since the only boy he ever loved left without a trace. To the world, he’s brash and confident, an in-demand artist who spends his days designing one-of-a-kind pieces and his nights as king of the downtown scene.
Many have tried and failed to get past the barrier he’s carefully constructed, but it’s the shy, studious boy he once coaxed out of his shell who still haunts him.
Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe it was lust. Or maybe…it was a little bit like love.
You could say Brooke Blaine was a book-a-holic from the time she knew how to read; she used to tell her mother that curling up with one at 4 a.m. before elementary school was her ‘quiet time.’ Not much has changed except for the espresso I.V. pump she now carries around and the size of her onesie pajamas.
She is the author of Flash Point, a romantic suspense standalone, as well as the co-author of the erotic series, A Desperate Man, with Ella Frank. The latter has scarred her conservative southern family for life, bless their hearts. Licked, a romantic comedy, will be released November 11th, 2015 and is the first in the L.A. Liaisons series.
If you’d like to get in touch with her, she’s easy to find - just keep an ear out for the Rick Astley ringtone that’s dominated her cell phone for ten years.
Having a different woman every single night is the way I’ve always done things.
It works and it’s fun, so why change it?
The thought of having a monogamous relationship hadn’t even crossed my mind... until her... the infuriatingly seductive, witty, Goddess from across the pond who now lives down the hall from me.
She teases me with her perfectly shaped peach for an ass and her British accent. She makes me want more, all the while making me feel like I’ll never get it.
The only way I can get her off my mind and out of my system is to get her into my bed.
The bet I have planned may not be one of my brightest ideas, but I’m going to chuck my doubts in the fuck it bucket and win this thing!
She’s not going to know what hit her.
*Betting On Love is a spinoff, STANDALONE novel from the Little Hollow Series by the same author*
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I slide into the driver's seat of my new BMW not replying to him as I lock all the doors, signaling to him that I can’t hear him. I rev the engine and he backs away letting me peel out of there, not looking back. I sigh dramatically, that was close!
How was I supposed to know she was married? I feel sorry for the guy, but maybe it’s best he found out now rather than later. I cringe at the situation and then find myself laughing at how my day has already started off, always eventful in the life of Mac.
It’s only seven in the morning so I have time to grab a quick shower before I have to head out to make it in time for work. My best friend, Connor, owns a construction company and I work with him as a contractor and his accountant. I know, right? Beauty, brawn, and brains. I’m a triple threat.
I make the drive back to my apartment building and park outside, looking down at myself still wearing nothing but my boxers and socks. I laugh out loud and open the car door, taking a quick look around. Apart from the odd car driving past, it looks quiet enough, so I jog to the building and open the door with my key. Just as I think I’ve gotten away without getting charged for indecent exposure, a soft, British voice calls out, “Wait! Hold the door, please!”
I sigh trying to decide if being an asshole trumps the embarrassment of being caught in my underwear, but I’m a confident guy, I don’t care. Making my decision, my hand catches the door just before it’s about to shut and my eyes widen as I nearly get trampled on by someone carrying a hell of a lot of books as I open it back up.
“Thanks,” she says hurriedly.
I can’t quite see her face and I don’t think she can see me either, so I think I’ve lucked out on her seeing that I’m not wearing any clothes. I shrug my shoulders, her loss. “You’re welcome,” my low voice rumbles out.
I don’t need to see her face to tell that she’s beautiful. She has her long blond hair scooped up into a messy bun that all the girls seem to do nowadays and she’s wearing short running shorts that encase her toned legs that go on for days with a black tank top that shows off her shapely waist. And damn that accent, why haven’t I noticed her here before?
I press the button to call the elevator and stand back, twisting my head to the side to admire her peachy ass.
“Stop checking me out, Neanderthal,” she quips, giving me a sarcastic smile over her shoulder, letting me see her side profile for the first time. Beautiful.
“Hey, you should be flattered I was checking out your ass. It looks like you work hard for that peach.”
She scoffs. “Do any of those lines actually work on women? Or do you just keep pulling out the same one-liners in the hopes that one day someone will be stupid enough to fall for your bullshit?”
She’s floored me and I don’t know what to say, so I stand here gawping at her.
“Yeah, thought so.” She snorts, turning back around when the elevator pings open.
She walks inside, but I don’t follow her.
“Nice boxers, by the way,” she says with a satisfied smirk on her face, a sparkle in her caramel-colored eyes. Then the doors close.
Shit. I think I’ve just met my match.
Danielle has always dreamt about writing a book. With many stories to tell, she finally pulled her finger out one morning when one story screamed at her louder than the rest. When Danielle’s not writing, she can be found painting people’s faces with makeup or watching twenty minute cat videos late at night, procrastination
is strong in this one. If you’re ever short for shoes to match your outfit, she’s the person to go to. With an extensive shoe collection that cost more than your mortgage (although she would insist she doesn’t have a problem), you can take your pick. An avid reader all her life, she gets lost in the magic a book immerses you in and hopes to capture that for her readers.