Short Stories

Cocky Captain

It was the stupidest thing I’d ever done—flying halfway around the world, to a man I thought I might fall in love with.
My raging hormones got in the way before I even boarded the plane.
A hot military man, or should I say god, was standing behind me in line, staring at me with his steely gray eyes that were piercing my libido. More like awakening the sexual goddess in me, aka the virgin.
From the moment he opened his cocky mouth and sat down next to me on the plane, I wanted him…no, I mean I hated him. A girl could get confused by a sexy beast in a uniform.
My head wanted the sensible, sweet man, but my heart evidently wanted the cocky captain.
If my journey taught me anything, it’s that people are not always what they seem.

-If you love over the top alphas, military men that take charge, and happily ever after’s, this book is for you. Drop your panties at the door, you won’t be needing them anyway. This is a standalone romance with a HEA.-

Falling Hard

What a clusterf*ck. I accepted a challenge to pick up a sexy looking man in a bar. The dare was to have a one-night stand. 
I called it, Mission Zeus, because he looked like a Greek god with his smoldering looks and deep dark eyes. Sex appeal rolled off him.
How was I to know that Zeus would be my new boss? Couldn’t he have worn a warning sign flashing neon red that said, “Don’t screw the boss, this could only lead to trouble.”
Connor Blaze was more trouble than I bargained for and I was more than his heart could stand.
Score: one, Mission Zeus
Score: Zero, sexy new boss

A short sexy book with a hot alpha male. Guaranteed HEA

Santa Kisses for Sale

They say Christmas is a time for miracles…
Not when you have Scrooge living next door.
My sexy new neighbor is a pain in the ass…at least going off my first impression of him.
When you dig deeper…that’s when you find the miracle of Christmas…or my neighbor dressed in Santa trousers and suspenders, hanging my outside lights.
Payback is a bitch…with me drooling over his hot body.
Underneath all that snarky behavior…and his beard, there is a good man inside. That is, once you’ve peeled back the wrapping paper…and he’s let down his long hair. Then it’s Merry Christmas to me!
I see mistletoe in my future and stealing all of his kisses.

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