Ambitious wanna-be journalist, Megan O'Conner is stuck in
Briny Cove, living with her family, struggling to finish her degree and working
odd jobs. When she finds out the new tenant in the old lighthouse is Adam
Brant, Megan believes she's found her ticket out. But as she gets to know the
sexy brainiac professor better, everything changes. Will she choose the
exclusive story or the man who has stolen her heart?
Megan stayed where she was and gazed out at the water. "The view is awesome. You can see for miles. It's so beautiful up here."
joined her, keeping his distance as he stood near the windows. Whatever
had just happened between them had left him shaken and trembling with
need. He had to get Megan O'Conner out of the lighthouse and back to the
mainland as quickly as possible.
"Are you ready to go now?" he asked her quietly.
She turned toward him and smiled. "You trying to get rid of me?"
"Yes." If he didn't, he might do something foolish. Like kiss her. And then what?
smile faded. She looked at him out of solemn eyes and nodded. "Then I
guess it's time I left." She headed toward the door.
Adam caught her arm and twirled her around to face him. "Don't come back to the lighthouse, Megan. I don't want you here."
lifted that damnable chin of hers. "I don't believe you mean that, Adam
Brant." She grinned and disappeared down the stairwell.
words and smile ignited a powerful exhilaration inside Adam's chest, and
at that precise moment, he knew he was in trouble. Very deep trouble.
KEYWORDS: contemporary romance, romantic comedy, beauty and the beast, nerd, millionaire, billionaire, lighthouse, secrets, betrayal, steamy romance, professor, journalist
KEYWORDS: Texas romance, cowboy romance, alpha male, reunion romance, single dad, single mom, small town, contemporary western romance, rancher, bad boy, biker
Marco Defalco has been saddled with enough family responsibilities to last a lifetime. The last thing he wants to do is change his bachelor status . . . until he meets Leslie Taylor, that is. The sensual sparks crackling between them are too hot to ignore, and Marco has the sinking suspicion his bachelor days are numbered.
Leslie moved away from Marco and almost tripped when she stumbled over a box sitting on the floor in front of his desk.
"Watch it there!" He reached out to prevent her from falling, his hand an iron clamp locked around her forearm. Her skin burned from the contact and her gaze snapped to his. She forgot to breathe.
Oh my . . .
Marco's heavy lidded eyes gleamed feral. And before she knew what was happening, he pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her. Leslie's breath shuddered in her lungs, and she placed her hands on his hard chest, splayed as if to ward him off. But her traitorous fingers curled into the fabric of his black t-shirt.
It felt so good to be held in his arms again. How could something so wrong feel so right?
She swallowed again. "Uh . . . I don't think this is a good idea," she said, her voice barely a whisper.
"Probably not." His brown eyes probed her depths, searching out the secrets in her heart, her soul. "But I want to kiss you. I've wanted to kiss you for weeks. I need to kiss you."
Before she could form a coherent reply, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, one cheek, then the other. He placed a delicate kiss on the sensitive skin of her collarbone between her shoulder and neck, nipping and licking his way to her lips. He teased the corners of her mouth with his hot tongue, torturing her exquisitely until she was panting from longing and want.
Desire permeated her being, a delicious languidness that made her body feel heavy and light at one and the same time. It had been so long since she'd felt like this.
So very, very long . . .
KEYWORDS: Texas romance, rancher, series romance, small town romance, steamy romance, contemporary western romance, alpha male, single mom
Claire never would have believed she could react this way to a strange man. His spicy aftershave turned her insides to mush. "I have the paperwork filled out," she said, scooting a neatly typed sheet of paper across the desk. "All I need is some ID and your signature."
Dillon reached in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He handed over his driver's license, then skimmed the paper.
Claire stared at the plastic card in her hand. "This says your name is Dillon Andrews."
He looked up from the paper, leaned forward and motioned for her to do the same. His gaze locked on her. Mesmerized her. She leaned closer.
"Ms. Maxwell," he said, his soft tone just this side of a whisper, "I'm working under an assumed name. The ID is fake. This is an undercover investigation. You need to remember that at all times. Got it?"
He carefully enunciated each word, almost in exaggeration, like he was explaining something to an inept child. Claire felt her hackles rise. His eyes held her frozen. He wasn't looking at her like she was a child . . .
KEYWORDS: Texas romance, Cowboy romance, contemporary romance, mystery, suspense, alpha male, steamy romance
This, the first in the splendid series of Jack Aubrey novels, establishes the friendship between Captain Aubrey, R.N., and Stephen Maturin, ship's surgeon and intelligence agent, against a thrilling backdrop of the Napoleonic wars. Details of a life aboard a man-of-war in Nelson's navy are faultlessly rendered: the conversational idiom of the officers in the ward room and the men on the lower deck, the food, the floggings, the mysteries of the wind and the rigging, and the roar of broadsides as the great ships close in battle.
Alex often wonders why the dangerous viscount betrayed their special friendship. His kiss awakened her to passion, but she knows better than to give her heart to a libertine. Or does she?
Damien resumed his place at the breakfast table and smiled sardonically.
“A man can enjoy a variety of interests, Miss Turlington. People may call me Demon, but I don’t waste all my time in decadent amusements, I assure you.”
He waited for her response. Would she recognize her own words? Words that had cut through his jaded heart, words he knew even then to be true?
Alexandra rose from the table, her cheeks flushed. “Years ago, I said some unkind things to you. I’m sorry, but you must admit the provocation was great.”
Quickly, Damien pushed back his chair and leaned across the table. Placing a finger under her chin, he stared at her full, moist lips, then into her eyes. “I admit nothing, my dear. And I refuse to apologize for something which—if I remember correctly—I found extremely pleasurable.”
Jerking her chin from his grasp, Alex stepped back. “You forget yourself, my lord. I’m no longer an impressionable schoolgirl. Try for once to act with gentlemanly decorum, especially if you intend to stay at Willowmede. Now, if you will excuse me, I shall go see about my brother.”
“Certainly, Miss Turlington.” He frowned as he watched her retreating form. Alexandra was correct in saying she was no longer a schoolgirl. She was a beautiful woman, and much too desirable for his peace of mind.
KEYWORDS: Traditional Regency romance, regency romance, historical, historical romance, England, second chances, reunion, alpha male, friends to lovers, betrayal
Can a girl ever have too many cowboys?
No sooner does pint-sized spitfire Jill Cleary set foot on Fiddle Creek Ranch than she finds herself in the middle of a hundred-year-old feud. Quaid Brennan and Tyrell Gallagher are both tall, handsome, and rich...and both are courting Jill to within an inch of her life. She's doing her best to give these feuding ranchers equal time-too bad it's dark-eyed Sawyer O'Donnell who makes her blood boil and her hormones hum.
Burnt Boot, Texas Series:
Cowboy Boots for Christmas (Book 1)
The Trouble with Texas Cowboys (Book 2)
Praise for The Cowboy's Mail Order Bride:
"Another heartwarming read from the amazing Carolyn Brown...overflowing with romance and laughter." -Night Owl Reviews Reviewer Top Pick
"Will leave readers swooning and wishing they had their very own cowboy." -RT Book Reviews, 4 stars
"Another scrumptious, heartwarming story by author extraordinaire Carolyn Brown." -Romance Junkies