Bad Boy Good Guy
Welcome to Bad Boy Good Guy, Book One of The Naked Truth Poetry Series, a spicy coming-of-age romance, a sizzling mix of poetry and prose. If you’ve ever fallen for someone by accident, kept yo-yoing back to the same person regardless of whether or not they were right for you, or felt that your love life is messier.
She dreams of breaking free. Desperate to start over, Darcie Hartwell is drawn to Ireland, unwittingly compelled by the mystical power of fate and the ghost of an ancestor. She’s not looking for adventure, love, or friendship. She only yearns for a peaceful life, free from the memories that plague her nightmares.
Heir of Magic
J. D. Ruffin
First one kidnapping. Then another. A vengeful cult is stealing Gifted in their quest to revive an ancient queen whose anger threatens to destroy everything. As investigator Keelan Rae races to find the missing, he unearths a disturbing pattern: Only those with magic are taken—but why? When the kidnappings spread across the border.
She achieved legendary status when she gave her life to protect humans from demons. To her, it was yesterday. To the rest of the world, it was twenty years ago. Understandably, Nadira is adrift. People have made peace with demons, worshipping them like celebrities. No one wants to believe that the beautiful creatures who brought magic.
The Island House
Thirty-seven, recently divorced, and childless. That’s Charlotte when she disembarks from the plane in Getaway Bay. She wants to get away, that’s for sure. She thought the best way to do that was to buy a run-down house overlooking the bay, knowing she’ll need all her fixer-upper skills to get it in shape. Which is just fine.
I’m the worst royal guard in the history of of the Winston Isles. I’m not kidding. Turns out, if you accidentally set even one Duke on fire, everyone calls you ‘Calamity Penny’ for the rest of your life. So when the king sends me to drag the wayward prince back home, I think it’s some kind of joke. Except it’s not. Turns out my “Bad at my job” schtick is exactly.
Flowers For The Devil
Love can be a devil and a saint. A scarred vigilante. A titled beauty. Two secrets. One fateful encounter. Two lies. One truth. A happening that left London speechless. A witness—the entire city. On December 19th, 1851, a crime took place in the center of London.
Her All Along
I’d craved an ending for as long as I could remember. An ending to the crippling hurt, the blinding rage, and this sense of confusion and loss. I didn’t know who I was. I had no identity. I just hated. Until her. With one small flame after another, she lit up my path toward redemption and showed me a life worth living. It was how our love story began.
Quick & Dirty
Travel writer Parker Ryan wants to erase every last trace of her ex from her mind, body, and soul, and what better way to forget a man than to take an all-expenses-paid trip to Tahiti? She’ll have ten days to write a feature piece about The Windward Hibiscus Resort. That leaves plenty of time for fun and sun.
Happily Ever His
“Go for it!” My agent had said. “It sure can’t hurt your career!” he’d told me. But agreeing to pose as Juliet Manchester’s boyfriend was something that might have begged a bit more thought. Here’s the thing: my career was sinking, and being linked to Juliet—even for a minute—could yank me out of the murk of obscurity and back into view of the directors and producers.