Emma has always been obsessed with Ollie Mills of the southern rock band, Sunset Revival. She follows his every move on Twitter, likes all his posts on Instagram, and stalks his page on Facebook. So when there’s a contest to win a date with the sexy-as-sin, bad-boy rockstar, of course she enters.

It’s a one in a million chance.

Caleb Mills has always been unlucky in love. From the girl who broke his heart, to every one-night stand in between, the lead singer of Sunset Revival barely feels anything anymore. He’s focused on his music and nothing more. Until he sees Emma, in a blue dress, on a hot night in Nashville. She’s meant to be his brother’s date, but the moment his eyes connect with hers he wants this beautiful girl all for himself.

Caleb knows, it will only take Ollie a minute to screw things up. And he’ll be there waiting to win this girl’s heart the moment he does. But can any girl, ever, really trust a rockstar?

Note: This is a standalone story. 

I’m all for the girl power and s***.

Guys are a disaster. Trust me. I know. My rule is f*** a guy only once, then move on to the next one.

I’m Josephine Poet. The Rock F*** Club reality TV show is no different from my real life. Only there’s cameras rolling, and they’re offering me a ton of cash. The money and publicity are just what Joey’s Band needs. A means to an end for a bad girl who knows how to rock but isn’t looking for anything good.

But what happens when wrong and right collide? It’s naughty versus nice in Rock F*** Club’s Season Three.

What could go wrong?

Note: This is a standalone story.

Losing her the first time damn near killed me.

We were kids then, crazy in love. Her dad found out, and just like that I was shipped back to college early. No goodbye, nothing. After that, I always found an excuse to stay away. Nothing short of my dad’s cancer could’ve brought me back to town. Now I find out I have a child, one that was kept a secret from me. I’m pissed. I’m hurt. I’m confused. And I can’t get Ari off my mind. The woman she’s become, so beautiful and strong. An artist who put her life on hold to support her child—our child. All those years ago, we broke each other’s hearts. We lost everything. Can we ever get it back? Is it too late for a second chance with my first love?

Or will Santa bring me everything I’ve ever wanted this Christmas?

My ex proposed a pretend boyfriend arrangement to help me out. An overjoyed me said ‘yes!’ And now I’m staring at the two lines on a pee stick.

My grandparents need to see me ‘settled.’ I am disabled – I can’t see properly, my hearing is impaired. Hell…I can’t even walk properly. Just that I need the money badly, which means I need to find a guy that they approve of. Lord, have mercy, how do I get a boyfriend now?

Dr. Lincoln Gallagher may be my perfect solution. I know it’s not a good idea.

He’s a doctor at my hospital. He’s my ex. We can’t keep our hands (and mouths) off each other. And …he’s the father of the child I’m carrying.

Time to stop pretending, I guess!

Note: This is a standalone story.

Falling head-first into the wrong woman’s bed was not how Reed Bishop’s night was supposed to go. Now a gorgeous, half-naked ballet dancer was threatening his manhood…with a book. He can’t blame her. It wasn’t how it seemed—he was just doing his job, tracking down his lead informant, who, unfortunately, took off, leaving him to figure out what to do with her friend. Staying in her apartment was no longer safe. And that’s how he got himself into this mess.

Now she’s sleeping in his bed while he tosses and turns on the couch. There are pink tights in his bathroom. Pointe shoes next to his boots. He swears he won’t touch her like that…but he can’t ignore his fantasies.

As a tattooed, muscled DEA Agent, Reed’s seen some things. Drug dealers, murderers…He can’t let Talia get close. Even though she’s made it clear they’re both fighting the same hunger.

And he definitely can’t use his handcuffs on her…no matter how much she begs.

 Note: This is a standalone story.

A forbidden love…

A royal family in despair.

Rules are not made to be broken…

But he will break them all.