Home is where the heart is—and this one is haunted. The #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Rebel Blue Ranch series returns with a brand-new story, featuring a small-town upholsterer in need of a fresh start, a photographer whose life has come to a screeching halt . . . and the supernatural forces that bring them together. Collins Cartwright does not want to go home. Sweetwater Peak, Wyoming, was supposed to be in her rearview mirror, but when she finds out a developer is trying to buy her parents’ antique shop out from under them, she doesn’t have a choice—at least, that’s what she tells her family. They don’t need to know she’s lost her job and is out of money. Or that the ghosts that have always been her companions have recently gone silent. But just because she’s returned home doesn’t mean she has to stay with her parents or crash on her twin sister’s couch. Lucky for her, the new-to-town upholsterer has a room for rent above his store. Unluckily, it is absolutely crawling with more ghosts who are freezing her out. And Collins hates being ignored. Brady Cooper is absolutely and totally fine. Seriously, there’s no secret reason why he decided to uproot his life and suddenly move to Sweetwater Peak. He just needed a change of pace. At least, that’s what he tells himself. And everyone else. When he agrees to let the elusive Collins Cartwright stay in his spare room, he doesn’t know that she’s absolutely bonkers—constantly talking to herself and having conversations with no one—or that she looked like that. But as they begin to get closer, the lines between them start to blur, leaving both of them—and the ghosts that have been pushing them together—wondering whether or not their temporary arrangement could be something more permanent.

Kyran Harbor is everything I’m not. Rich. Popular. A superstar football player who’s awfully broody for someone who has it all. Basically, he’s a preppy jock who hates me. Oh, and he’s also my stepbrother. That’s right. We’re stuck together, sharing a school, a house… A bathroom. Honestly, I wouldn’t care… If he wasn’t such an uptight control-freak who messes with me just because we’re different. I had every intention of avoiding him when we got to college… Until abrupt misfortune forces us both into a compromising position. Now the grouchy jerk I was hoping to evade might be the only person who can help me out of it. Avi Vega is everything I despise. A dreamer. A flake. An artist who smokes too much weed and thinks aliens exist. And by some sick cosmic joke, he’s now my stepbrother, following me on what should’ve been my escape plan. It was already a disaster. Add a sudden financial disruption to the mix, and let’s just say my options are heavily limited. If I want to stay an all-star quarterback on the way to the NFL, I’ll need to do something drastic. Unfortunately for me, and my desperate desire for control, the perpetually smiling stoner has a plan. Maybe we can stop hating each other just enough to pull this off. As long as we remember we’re only doing it… for the fans. ** For The Fans is a full-length standalone MM forbidden romance with an HEA. This book contains sensitive subject matter that could make some readers uncomfortable. Please heed foreword warnings and proceed with caution.

I’ve been abducted by an alien in a cowboy hat. He needs me to play the role of fake fiancée to appease his family of tentacle-tailed cops. I’ll keep up the charade as long as I need if it means being reunited with Abraxas and Rurik. Shouldn’t be too hard, right? To play pretend … My life force is now inextricably tied to handsome, gun totin’ Officer Hyt. But do you know what happens if my new in-laws find out that I’m mated to three different males? Intergalactic war, that’s what. Eve Wakefield here, currently stationed on the water planet, Yaoh. I’ve been subject to all sorts of unimaginable cruelty since landing family drama, ill-fitting bathing suits, and Hyt’s horrible childhood friend. This woman is not only in love with my (fake) mate, but she’s also disturbingly perceptive. If she tells the Chief of Police that his son and I are we’re dead. Did I mention that liars are executed here? And what about the king and queen, the ones stuck on that horrible spaceship? Liars might be killed on Hyt’s planet, but Rurik’s people won’t stand for adultery. If they find out, they’ll do they’ll start eating planets and they won’t stop. Ah, hell. I did not intend to be crowned the queen of aliens. It sounds like the dumbest dumb-dumb alien romance plot ever. But if that’s the only way to save the people that I love, can I do it? Wear the crown, take the throne, save the universe. Yeah, I got this. VENERY - book 3 of 3 in the For the Love of Aliens trilogy. This is a why choose/reverse harem alien romance. In the series finale, we’ll see what it looks like when Eve's three alien males come together, find out what it really means when a spaceship eats something, and see our beloved caterer/queen of the universe get the ending she deserves.

I don’t play the role of the kidnapped princess very well. And I really hate the fated mates trope. Hello again, I’m Eve Wakefield, and I refuse to accept that I’m in love with an intergalactic moth prince. No. I don’t care how handsome he is, I don’t want to marry him. I don’t care if his parents have a sentient spaceship capable of eating entire planets. Love is earned, not swindled by pheromones. I’m now trapped on a ship with an adorable cyborg bodyguard, a golden toilet, and relationship issues. There’s the prince I’m supposed to marry, the forest beast I fell in love with, and the never-wears-clothes police officer with tentacles. I’ve also got a mother-in-law who looks like a giant millipede, more macarons than I can eat, and plenty of red lace lingerie made from alien moth blood. I’m living in luxury, but I will do anything to see Abraxas again. Even if that means giving in and becoming a princess in a gilded cage. There’s so much more to all of this than I first thought, and I should’ve known better than to judge a man whose gaze is enough to knock me to my knees. Damn. I might be wrong. I might be in love with more than one alien. I might also be dying. And there’s only one person who can fix I need to be with Abraxas. After that, I’ll worry about the possibility of becoming the next queen of the universe. But let’s be honest I don’t miss being a caterer; being an alien queen is way more interesting. seminal - adjective an extremely important, often creative and unique, early stage influence that has a profound effect on the things that follow after SEMINAL - book 2 of 3 in the For the Love of Aliens trilogy. This is a why choose/reverse harem alien romance. In this volume, we’ll continue to follow Eve as she finds herself falling in love anew, reaffirming her original love, and testing the waters (pun intended) of a third relationship.