Joshua James, the patron of the Broken J Ranch, has watched his small family grow with each year adding to the joy, laughter, and heart ache of a life well spent. Entering his twilight years Joshua’s mind is drawn back to the love and loss that has molded him, making the Broken J a place of peace for so many. 

The poignant tale of one man’s journey and struggle to start a new in a wild land at a time when life was uncertain at best will touch your heart as Joshua shares his story of faith, hope, love, and family.

When Dare delivered a sausage pizza, I never knew I’d get such…personal service.

As for the sausage, let’s just say our night was extra spicy.

With Dare though, it’s complicated.

Number one reason why? I’m his young son’s teacher.

A fact neither of us knows until I practically toss my cookies at Dare’s absurdly large feet.

I must have the stomach flu. Right?

Oh so wrong.

Naturally, my being knocked up without a husband is kind of an issue since I teach at a Catholic school.

Whoops.

Then Dare announces that we should get married.

As soon as possible.

And he wants me to be his wife in all ways…

 Note: This is a standalone story. 

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This guy could offer me the moon, and I’d hand it right back.

Never in a million years did I expect to run into the biggest crush of my childhood. But, of course, I have. And I’m reporting to him at the new company I landed a big-time job at.

Arrogant. Hot as hell. Total jackass. Why he’s still single is no mystery to me. He’s not willing to settle down. He’s always been that way, and as far as I’m concerned, he always will be.

But, boy, is he beautiful to look at. Every part of me screams “run” as my insides turn to mush. No. Not me too…Not again. I should be immune by now. I know him far too well to fall into this hopeless pit of adoration again. But maybe there’s a way around it. It’s his power that drives me over the edge of insanity.

If I were the boss instead of him, I’d hold all the cards. Good thing I’m always up for a challenge. Funnily enough, this guy thinks he’s going to score. He might have to redefine what getting lucky looks like after me.

At least, that’s the plan.

I always liked him. But when our parents got married, things got confused. As if being a teenager isn’t confusing enough. All I knew was that the feelings I had for him weren’t okay.

I’ll never forget the anxiety I felt the night I ran into him at a party that had gotten out of control. I saw him standing around with the popular kids as soon as I walked in the door. And he saw me, too. He always saw me. It was talking to me that he avoided.

I watched his buddy spin an empty wine bottle on the butcher block while my friend Brandi rummaged in her oversized purse for the two bottles of hard lemonade her older sister gave us. When the spinning bottle stopped, I realized everyone was staring at me.

“Looks like you’ve gotta kiss Jen,” some jock said to Ethan. 

I felt the color drain from my face, taking the moisture in my mouth with it as a suffocating panic grew in my chest. I was going to be found out. 

Ethan laughed it off. “Yeah, that’s not happening. She’s my sister.”

“Not really, though,” his buddy insisted. 

The eruption of laughter and jeering sounds made the dim kitchen feel like a jungle full of predators, and I was sure my cheeks were going to burst into flames. 

“Don’t be stupid,” Ethan said, tilting a can of beer over his mouth.

When his friend spun the bottle again, Ethan glanced back at me one more time and wiped the back of his hand across his lips. 

I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss him ever since. 

My name is Betty Wright – but for fifteen years, I was known as “Big Bertha” – the roughest, toughest, baddest biker bitch in history, and Queen Bee of the legendary Knuckleheads Motorcycle Club.

I’d ridden a million miles or more as matriarch to America’s most notorious biker gang. If my lover, Coyle, was the swinging dipstick of the Knuckleheads, I was their big, beating heart.

Together, we scooped up broken veterans, wounded warriors, and lost souls – and gave them new life and purpose as we rode the highways and byways of America’s southwest. I’d loved every minute of it.

But no ride lasts forever, right?

One day, almost like waking from a dream, I realized the ride of my life was over. The Knuckleheads had disbanded, Coyle had retired, and suddenly I was back to being plain, old “Betty” – trapped in the same kind of suburban prison I’d once desperately tried to run away from.

I’d come full circle – only fifteen years older, tired and tattooed, and with nothing to show for it all except one, specific regret:

In becoming Queen Bee, I’d turned my back on the only two men who’d ever really loved me: Knuckleheads Rob “Rooker” Hagen, and Garret “Bowser” Barone.

I thought I’d lost them forever.

But sometimes, when you least expect it, you get a second chance.

When the remaining Knuckleheads come pounding on my door, begging for my help, I know this is my one, last shot at happiness. They need me to take one last ride – to save Rooker and Bowser from ruthless gunmen in the wilderness of Montana – and I’m the only girl with the stones to do it…

It might be a suicide mission – but those two men are worth it even if it is.

All my life, I’ve followed my head instead of my heart. Now, it’s time to take one last shot at love.

After all, it might be the only thing that keeps the three of us alive.

Note: This is a standalone story. 

Having it all isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be. 

As the only daughter of a famous folk singer and fiancée of a Wall Street hotshot (British accent included) Eden Shane knows a little something about the sweet life. With nothing but a glorious, stress free summer in her brand new beach house in Montauk on the agenda, she’s never been happier. But when lightning strikes and sexy as sin contractor Jon “Call me Mac” Macintyre unexpectedly strolls into her perfectly blissful cookie-cutter world of privilege, all Eden’s grand plans are instantly turned on their head. In one single night her entire universe takes a drastic left turn she never saw coming, causing a domino effect of twists and turns that have her questioning everything she ever believed about life, love, and the laws of attraction. 

With Mac’s help Eden quickly comes to realize that she can never really have it all until she figures out what it is she truly wants for herself. But sometimes finding yourself means taking the chance of losing everything you thought you cared about the most in the process. And it’s time for Eden to finally decide whether or not her own happiness is worth the risk.

Welcome to Hanover House….

Psychiatrist Evelyn Talbot has dedicated her life to solving the mysteries of the antisocial mind. Why do psychopaths act as they do? How do they come to be? Why don’t they feel any remorse for the suffering they cause? And are there better ways of spotting and stopping them? 

After having been kidnapped, tortured and left for dead when she was just a teenager—by her high school boyfriend—she’s determined to understand how someone she trusted so much could turn on her. So she’s established a revolutionary new medical health center in the remote town of Hilltop, Alaska, where she studies the worst of the worst. 

But not everyone in Hilltop is excited to have Hanover House and its many serial killers in the area. Alaskan State Trooper, Sergeant Amarok, is one of them. And yet he can’t help feeling bad about what Evelyn has been through. He’s even attracted to her. Which is partly why he worries. 

He knows what could happen if only one little thing goes wrong…

I don’t fit into the world around me.

My brother and father are far more the billionaire type. 

Art is what wakes me up. Expressing my soul through a paintbrush. 

That and the beautiful woman that stole my heart years ago. 

But she belongs to their world. An executive for the accounting firm my family runs.

And we live clear across the country from one another, but that doesn’t stop the way I feel. 

Every time I see her, I want to change everything about myself until she takes notice. 

Funnily enough, she doesn’t want me to change a damn thing. 

She says that now, but when she finds out all that I desire of her, with her, she might not be so compliant. 

Or maybe that’s what she’s been waiting on this whole time.

The world knows Samantha Brooks as the violin prodigy. She guards her secret truth–the desire she harbors for her guardian.

Liam North got custody of her six years ago. She’s all grown up now, but he still treats her like a child. No matter how much he wants her.

No matter how bad he aches for one taste.

Her sweet overtures break down the ex-soldier’s defenses, but there’s more at stake than her body. Every touch, every kiss, every night. The closer she gets, the more exposed his darkest secret.

She’s one step away from finding out what happened the night she lost her family. One step away from leaving him forever.

One hot night. Three naughty best friends. What can possibly go wrong?

When an upcoming birthday makes Caitlyn Sachs decide to seek a gift that doesn’t come in a box—a no-strings hookup to finally lose her pesky v-card—there’s just one problem.

She doesn’t want only one guy. She wants two.

The men she can’t pick between just happen to be her best friends and business partners, Matthew Collins and Tristan Baldwin. And both men want each other too, much to her surprise.

Then Matt offers a shocking suggestion.

She should share herself with both of them.

After being kidnapped and spirited away to a remote cabin in the mountains, Cait is ready to unwrap her Christmas present—her two sinful men—over and over again.

When the morning comes, it’s all supposed to be over. But sometimes holiday hotness can lead to forever…

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