Kat Long

Addison The past often attacks the present with the pain of memories. So I stopped chasing dreams built on broken words. My plan’s simple: Work hard, play harder, and never—ever—get involved with anyone. But one chance encounter with Simon Kelly turns my world upside down. He’s too pretentious, too arrogant—and don’t get me started on his storm gray eyes. When a picture of us lands in the tabloids, we come to an arrangement. We’ll pretend to date, then go our separate ways. Simon Addison wants to play pretend? Fine. We’ll restore our reputations and I’ll accept that no amount of guilt can change the past. But the feelings are real—too real to let her go. I know what I want, and I’m going to get it. I’ll prove to her we’re better together than apart. I’m here to change her story.

She lost her music. Then she lost everything else. Without her band and her best friend, Annaleigh Mackey decides it's time to focus on her career. Then her surly new boss crashes into her life, and she finds herself distracted in ways she can’t resist. Maxwell Jackson is a commanding presence in the boardroom, but that's nothing compared to the way he's dominating her thoughts. He’s starting over. New city, new job, and no distractions. Then his new assistant walks through the door, a beautiful diversion from his plans. Maxwell Jackson doesn't want to spend his time unraveling Annaleigh's secrets, and he certainly shouldn't want her. Not in the boardroom, on his desk, or against his office door. But he can’t stay away, and she's fast becoming his obsession. As their passion consumes them, old secrets surface that could ruin everything. Will Annaleigh and Maxwell be strong enough to make it through? Or is this just another office fling, destined to fail?

Tattooed. Jacked. Gruff. Three things that make Officer Handsome— sorry, Hansen— irresistible. It wouldn’t be much of a problem if he wasn’t my new roommate, and completely unavailable. Every day I need to remind myself I don’t have time for a relationship. I have a clinic to run, animals to save, and a job offer to consider. But the day I walk in on him half-naked, all bets are off. He says it can’t last— his lips tell a different story. The way they feel on my skin is addicting. Beneath his grumpy exterior, he has a huge… ahem… heart, and a family that means everything. In a month, his house will be finished, and he’ll be gone. But every night we’re together makes me want to wake up in his arms every morning. We agreed this was only a temporary fling. But what if temporary is meant to last forever?