Dario Carelli has one job—get the new bakery owner to fall in line. Cuoricino, New York, their sleepy, small town, has rules. Rules his ironically kind-hearted mob boss brother set in place to keep everyone safe. But Ava Anderson has no intention of following a single one. The woman is a hassle Dario doesn’t need.
In THE LAST LOVE OF LUKA HALE, uncover what happened in the shadows to the forgotten twin of an NFL legend the night their lives changed forever. Luka Hale loved hard, he laughed harder, but only Gia Jilani knew his secrets. She’s kept them for nearly twenty years. Now she’s returning to New Orleans and
Smoke Carelli lived by his own rules. He wasn’t interested in normal. He didn’t care about things like love and commitment, damn sure not marriage and forever. But the second Maggie Ramirez parked outside his family’s restaurant, his life became a series of distractions he was learning to love. Maggie and her kid have shaken
Bane Illes never smiled. He never spoke. But each day, that brooding wizard gave Janiver Benoit a glance. And when she could not take another quiet stare, or the warmth that look sent over her skin, she took from Bane something he’d never give freely—one lingering, soul knocking kiss. Ten years later, someone has stolen
Bane Illes never smiled. He never spoke. But each day, that brooding wizard gave Janiver Benoit a glance. And when she could not take another quiet stare, or the warmth that look sent over her skin, she took from Bane something he’d never give freely—one lingering, soul knocking kiss. Ten years later, someone has stolen
Love is timeless… Nash Nation loves zeroes and ones, over-sized monitors and late office hours. He’s too busy taking over the world to make time for relationships—that is, until his new neighbor Willow O’Bryant barges into his life, and now Nash can’t shake the feeling that this isn’t the first time she’s interrupted his world.
Reese Noble chased this dream for a decade. Now it was here. The NFL. A pro career. All eyes on the league’s new kicker. Millions of people expecting her to fail. But Reese wasn’t a novelty and the spot she landed on the New Orleans Steamers was one she planned to keep. With her teammates giving her
Gia Jilani had rules. They kept her safe and her head in the game. As the NFL’s first female general manager, there were risks to be weighed and taken. Like Kai Pukui, the linebacker helping her team dominate on the field. The same quiet, beautiful man who stares too long at her and reminds her
