Taryn Quinn

Have my baby. That was what my single dad best friend Seth said to me while I was waitressing at the diner.    His little girl wants a sibling. But Seth is a workaholic millionaire and doesn't have time to meet someone.   Someone who won't screw him over, like his kid's mother.    Only problem is this someone has secretly been in love with him since high school. I've been hiding it forever, not wanting to risk our friendship.   Sleeping with him is my biggest fantasy. And I've fantasized plenty, being a virgin. Another thing he doesn't know. Now I have to make the biggest decision of my life. Is having a no strings attached affair just to make a baby better than never having him at all? Author’s note: this case of insta-love and insta-naked-time has been brewing for over a decade. Babymaking has never been so hot…or so funny…or so complicated. Author’s Note part deux: Have My Baby is a standalone rom com with a romantic HEA ending and no cliffhanger.

To whom it may concern: I quit. Preston Michael Shaw. PMS, as I like to call him. I don’t need his job. I don’t need his fancy designer suits or his arrogance or his claims that I put a hex on him, because of course a strong, empowered woman needs to put a spell on a man. As if I want him. Pfft. He should be so lucky. I definitely don’t need his irritating demands for caramel-coconut coffee or his fixation on being on time. Spoiler—I’m not, ever. I certainly don’t appreciate how his touch singes my skin. Literally. I need to stop obsessing about him. It’s just hormones. One roll in the silk sheets and I’ll be over him. But we can’t sleep together until my best friend—his real assistant—comes back from vacation. Damn his admirable morals and my flaming panties. And now I’ve been cursed, because I can’t resist the hottest, most annoying man I’ve ever known… Author’s note: His Temporary Assistant is a standalone office romantic comedy set in our small town Kensington Square, which is near Crescent Cove. It has a happily-ever-after ending and no cliffhanger.

Happily ever after starts at Happy Acres…or does it? Holiday checklist: • Spend time with my family while staying at Happy Acres Orchard and recovering from life implosion #1. • Getting my mojo back by working in the gift shop and our brand new venture, the CocoaBus. • Resisting kisses from the handsome, mysterious, pain in the butt owner of the nearby Christmas tree farm. New holiday checklist (last one went off the rails): • Having good old-fashioned fun with my family while serving our many customers at the busiest time of the year. • Regaining my confidence in marketing and working with the public, what I do best. • Lots and lots of steamy no-strings holiday hijinks with the deliciously annoying man I can’t keep my hands off…and it’s not just because he has the finest tree—ahem, trees—around. Final holiday checklist (you know the drill): • Survive Christmas after life implosion #2 courtesy of the enigmatic man I couldn’t keep myself from falling for — or maybe, just maybe, find the way to save the holiday for both of us. Author’s note: Fiancée by Christmas is the first book in our Happy Acres contemporary romance series, which is set near Crescent Cove. This book has a happily-ever-after—assuming Rachel doesn’t kill Clay, which is always a possibility—and no cliffhanger.

Hiring an interior designer to redo my McMansion led to me…falling in love with a total stranger? And trying to figure out how to make her fall in love with me. Shelby Wilde is a driven single mom who started an up-and-coming design firm, Designing Women, with three friends. She is not looking for love. Or lust. Or my particular brand of chaos with a side of many happy moments while naked. But in no time, I’m ready to give up my wild, freewheeling single days for her and her little girl. She can still redesign my house. The only thing is, she needs to find a way to make herself and Berry part of the design. Because I don’t want any home without her and the little girl I want to make my daughter. Author’s note: Her Billionaire Bargain is a standalone office romantic comedy set in our small town Kensington Square, which is near Crescent Cove. It has black cat/golden retriever energy and a happily-ever-after ending and no cliffhanger.

Sleeping with the hottest mystery man ever was my ultimate fantasy, until he became my boss… I’m a good girl, the kind who didn’t hesitate to say yes to my beloved grandmother’s request to go with her to Fiji after she broke up with her fiancé. Sun, sand, relaxation, who would say no? But I never expected to meet a handsome, exciting stranger who wanted to give me the world. Passion, mystery, so much pleasure, all at my fingertips. For a night, I was his fairy tale Cinderella. But then the no strings we’d agreed on became awful sticky when I found out he’s my boss’s best friend and a powerful, millionaire divorce attorney to boot. So, I ran. And I regretted it every second since. The next time we met, it was outside my office building. He saved me from a fall, and for an instant, I was his Cinderella once again. But he had a secret: he was going to be my new boss. He wanted more from me. Everything. And this time, he wasn’t letting me go. Author’s note: My Boss's Secret is a standalone office romantic comedy set in our small town Kensington Square, which is near Crescent Cove. It has a happily-ever-after ending and no cliffhanger.

Never trust a cold condom. Wait, let me back up. I'm Kellan McGuire, and I'm a rockstar in hiding, at least for the weekend. Enter Maggie Kelly, the famed Kelly virgin - AKA my small hometown's favorite good girl. Did I mention she's really good? And I'm so...not. Except Maggie isn't a virgin any longer. She actually just went through a rough breakup due to her ex's penchant for strippers.  And I don't want to be a rockstar this weekend. Not with her. I just want to be Kellan, the wolf to her Little Red Riding Hood. The guy who shows her all the dark, dirty things she never dared to dream. In return, she gave me something I never dared to dream about either - a baby. A family. Our family, if I can convince her I'm worth the risk. Author's note: this book may be called Rockstar Daddy, but the emphasis is on lots of babymaking practice, laughter, a few tears, and a serious case of insta-love.

A baby in a basket left on a doorstep is such a clichè... It’s also my life. I carry a gun and a badge and help keep order in small town Crescent Cove.  What I don’t do? Change diapers. Sing songs about sharks. Or...ask for help. But my best friend, Gina Ramos, knows I’m in over my head. She’s the only one keeping me sane. And playing house with her is starting to feel way too real. And get way too hot. Because the biggest thing I don’t want to do? Is to lose my best friend...or find out my little girl isn’t really mine. Author’s note: This daddy isn't just undercover…he's clueless he has a baby! Daddy Undercover is a standalone romantic comedy with a HEA ending and no cliffhanger.