I published my very first novel last week! New adult college romance with heart, heat, and a dash of humor :D
Rylie swears she’s not a prude.
How was I to know the art course my best friend signed me up for meant I’d be sketching a nude model? I should have checked the fine print. Then I never would have―quite literally―bumped into Levi Hart moments before he dropped trou in class.
He can turn up the charm all he wants―I’m not sleeping with the guy that starred in a sex tape circulating campus last year (and no, I didn’t watch it. Much). Even if the more he takes his clothes off, the more it turns me on, it’s not happening.
Levi is no stranger to nudity.
Yes, I was in that video. But I’m trying to put that behind me, which is why I’m doing this art class modeling gig. Now, I just need to convince Rylie Stone to overlook my past mistakes…and maybe not run away every time I get naked.
Rylie can deny it all she wants, but I’ve seen how she stares at my body. She wants me. And I want her. So I’m pulling out all the stops (and taking off all my shirts) until she realizes just how much fun can be had when you go after what you want.
New here! Just discovered this sub, and I cannot wait to dive right in :D
That being said, I published my debut romance novel this week! Available on Amazon/Kindle Unlimited, NUDE AWAKENING is the first in a 4-book new adult college romance series. It features fluffy, yet simmering passion between a shy heroine with a penchant for cat puns and a playful hero who can’t keep a shirt on.
Here’s the summary:
Rylie swears she’s not a prude.
How was I to know the art course my best friend signed me up for meant I’d be sketching a nude model? I should have checked the fine print. Then I never would have―quite literally―bumped into Levi Hart moments before he dropped trou in class.
He can turn up the charm all he wants―I’m not sleeping with the guy that starred in a sex tape circulating campus last year (and no, I didn’t watch it. Much). Even if the more he takes his clothes off, the more it turns me on, it’s not happening.
Levi is no stranger to nudity.
Yes, I was in that video. But I’m trying to put that behind me, which is why I’m doing this art class modeling gig. Now, I just need to convince Rylie Stone to overlook my past mistakes…and maybe not run away every time I get naked.
Rylie can deny it all she wants, but I’ve seen how she stares at my body. She wants me. And I want her. So I’m pulling out all the stops (and taking off all my shirts) until she realizes just how much fun can be had when you go after what you want.
This month, I'm releasing the second book in my new adult steamy contemporary romance series! It's a standalone, though the series (which will be 4 books total) is meant to be read in order. (I'll also be running a Kindle Countdown Promo on book 1 the week leading up to the release!)
BANG OUT is an enemies-to-lovers romance featuring a good girl, a bad boy, a dash of humor, tons of heart, and a heap of sizzling heat!
Here's the blurb:
Kennedy needs one night. They say the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. And I know just who. Spencer Armstrong has a reputation on campus―for bar brawls, a bad attitude, and boundless booty calls. I can’t stand him. Which means he’s perfect to get me past this post-break-up dating slump.
One night is all I need. One intense, passionate night…that doesn’t go according to plan. Spencer’s advice? I won’t be over my ex unless I “bang out” all thoughts of him (his words, not mine)―with Spencer. Repeatedly. As often as possible. Until he’s the one I can’t stop thinking about.
Spencer doesn't do repeats. Kennedy Walsh is an uptight goody-two-shoes who avoids trouble like the plague―so I should’ve known something was up when she approached me. I should say hell no to her stupid plan, but the idea of melting this ice princess is too tempting to turn down. It’s enough to make me forget my no-girl-twice policy.
But now I can’t stop at one night. While Kennedy needs to “bang out” her ex from her system (she said it first, not me), I need to kick her out of mine. Because the more time we spend together―in and out of bed―the more I rethink my policy. That maybe one girl, all the time, is really all I need.