Showing results by publisher "Self Taught Ninja Inc" in Contemporary

Deacon Hunter is domineering, condescending, and infuriating. And yet I can’t seem to keep my panties on for five minutes when we’re alone together. He keeps melting them right off. With that sexy voice, those confident hands, the way he brings my body wildly to life, he’s proved my libido hasn’t gone into permanent post-divorce hibernation after all.

Love feel-good, laugh-out-loud romances with all the heat and heart? Get ready to fall for Bad Dog, Minnesota in this four-book collection.

She claims to hate me more than karaoke and liverwurst combined, and that's before she finds out I'm her new boss...Yes, Princess Alexandra and I have both been keeping big secrets. The spoiled royal bit is just our cover, a smokescreen we hide behind to keep our counterintelligence work from the people we love. Being spies, we can't let anyone too close. But close is exactly what we'll be pretending to be on our first mission posing as lovers. I honestly can't decide which will be harder - taking down a notorious drug lord or keeping my growing attraction to Alexandra under wraps.

Two days after my boyfriend dumps me, my business goes belly up, and the sperm bank declines my credit card, a gorgeous rock star offers to whisk me away for two weeks of hot, steamy, all-expenses paid...therapy. I should say no. I’m not looking for a fling. I want a man who’ll be a father to the baby I’m desperate to conceive. Or, at the very least, a guy willing to knock me up before we go our separate ways.

To protect my baby, I'll totally make out with the enemy.... Yeah, he's that guy - my first love, Nash Geary, the heartbreaker I've spent a decade trying to forget. But now I'm back in Bliss River, facing an ugly custody battle with Mr. Bad Idea number two, and I'll do anything to keep my baby girl safe.

Love is overrated, and I have the third-degree relationship burns to prove it, courtesy of my ex. I'm done with romance. Then I meet the world's funniest, sexiest lady firefighter, and all my staying-single plans go up in smoke. The problem? Faith's even more gun-shy when it comes to love than I am.

This is all his fault. Him, Nick Geary, the bad boy who kissed me senseless against his car a month ago, awakening the sleeping sex beast inside me, only to treat me like a little sister ever since. Before Nick and I locked lips, I had no idea I could feel hungry for someone’s kisses. I would give up cupcakes for life for a chance to have Nick be my first, but he’s got one rule - No V-Cards. But he has to feel the same pull I feel, he just has to - the kiss we shared was hot enough to set fire to a glass of sweet tea. All I have to do is figure out a way to change his mind.

I figured moonlighting as a Santa stripper was the most exciting thing on my docket this holiday season. But that was before Macy Clayton careened back into my life, before we were snowed in at a secluded ranger station with nothing but each other to keep warm. And yes, what the survivalists say is true - you really do stay warmer, and happier, when you're naked.

I’m a born fighter, a savage when it comes to protecting the people I love. And there’s no one I love more than her. Samantha is my first, my only, my ride or die, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her with me, where she belongs. I will bridge any distance. Tear anyone who hurts her apart with my bare hands. But you can’t fight an enemy without a face, and for the first time since we were kids, Sam is keeping secrets from me. Dangerous secrets that might tear us apart....

Show of hands, ladies - who has time for the one who got away? Not me. I’m a busy woman. It’s wedding season in Bliss River and my catering business is slammed. The last thing I need is a blast from the past, sweeping into my perfectly ordered life, talking sweet and acting even sweeter, making me think about kissing so often I start to wonder if there’s something wrong with me. Spoiler alert: There is.

A year ago, four men slipped through the cracks in the criminal justice system. They should be rotting behind bars. Instead they’re spending spring break at a Costa Rican resort. Well, you know what they say - eat, drink, and merry boys, for tomorrow...you die. With Samantha gone, I literally have nothing left to lose. All that’s left to do is pull the trigger. And then I see her walking across the crowded airport - Sam, my Sam - and know she’s here for the same reason I am. For justice. For revenge. To take back everything that’s been stolen from us.

After 10 years as America's sweetest celebrity chef, Naomi Whitehouse is enjoying life out of the spotlight, back in her hometown of Summerville, Georgia. She's opening a pastry shop with her sister, housesitting for her snowbird parents, and reconnecting with her roots. Life is good until she runs into her high school sweetheart, Jake Hansen, a sexy firefighter who gives her a reception chilly enough to freeze a forest fire. If Naomi wants her homecoming to remain all cupcakes and sugar cookies, she'll have to win Jake over.

Blake has what he thought he wanted - Erin's submission, her trust, and the woman he loves back in his bed. But with her submission comes protection of her secrets. Erin is in trouble, and an innocent life hangs in the balance. Blake knows he can help her break free of the past, but he doesn't know if a man like himself belongs in her future. How can he swear to protect her from danger when he has a dark side of his own?