Author: roxienoir

Teach me everything.My whole life, I’ve been a good girl. I follow rules like nobody’s business. I obey guidelines like I was born to it. Show me a line, and I’ll toe it.I’m even a twenty-two-year-old virgin. Good is my middle name.And then, I break one tiny little rule. Miniscule. Inconsequential.Next thing I know, I’m trapped with an incredibly handsome stranger. He’s got eyes like cut … handsome stranger. He’s got eyes like cut emeralds, biceps that makes my head spin, and a smile that has me rethinking all my life choices.We escape a bar bathroom together. We go on…

She’s my best friend’s kid sister.Now she’s not a kid any more.As a forest ranger, I believe in the simple life. I prefer cabins to apartments, trails over freeways, and trees to people. My life is orderly, predictable, and quiet.Until it’s hit by a woman I never saw coming — Hurricane June.She’s fierce. She’s feisty. She has a laugh like the first day of spring, and she’s so pretty that I can’t … spring, and she’s so pretty that I can’t breathe when I look at her. June will only be in town for a few months—just while job-hunting. She…

With over 1,000 five-star ratings on Goodreads: To keep custody of his young daughter, single dad Daniel has to fake an engagement with his feisty best friend, Charlie. But when their unexpected chemistry starts to sizzle, a real-life romance could take them by surprise!

Violet isn’t thrilled to be sharing an office with Eli, her childhood nemesis. But she’s not prepared for how dangerously sexy he’s become… As their mutual animosity turns to irresistible attraction, could a friends-with-benefits arrangement satisfy their desires?

It’s the last-minute chance of a lifetime: photograph the World Rodeo Championships. There are only a couple of rules: don’t get in the way, don’t get trampled, and don’t get frisky with the cowboys. As if I need to be told. I tried that once when I was dumb, drunk, and eighteen, and no matter how good it felt I’m not about to make that mistake again. I’m here to make a name for myself, not … for myself, not become another buckle bunny. I’m a professional, and I don’t care how charming Jackson Cody, two-time World Rodeo Champion, might…

Wilder Flint was the worst mistake of my life.I should have known better than to fall for his cruel charms and cut-glass eyes, but I was good at calculus and bad at understanding people.He shredded my heart to pieces. I spent ten years forgetting Wilder Flint, and it took every minute.Of course he shows up again. He’s got the same blue eyes, the same cocky grin, and a brand-new swagger that makes … cocky grin, and a brand-new swagger that makes me weak in the knees.I’ve got a summer research project in the Arctic and three canceled flights. Wilder’s got…

Once upon a time, a girl saved my life.I was p-ss-drunk, high as a kite, and about to jump from a bridge. She stopped me. I told her to f-ck off.Exactly how all great love stories start.A year later, I met her again. Sober this time, after yet another stint in rehab.She’s still pretty, still a spitfire, still lights up a room when she walks in.And she doesn’t realize I’m the guy from the bridge.… when she walks in.And she doesn’t realize I’m the guy from the bridge.Frankie doesn’t know anything about me or my past. She doesn’t know I’m…

This could ruin everything.I was born broken, with a past full of ugly secrets and a brother doing life in prison.Not that you’d know it if you read the tabloids. According to them I’m the rock-solid guitarist for the biggest band in the world. I’m the dependable one. The steady one. The anchor.They don’t know the truth. No one knows who I am underneath, once the music is over and the lights are … the music is over and the lights are off. No one but Darcy.She’s my best friend. She’s my fcking savior, my light in the dark, beautiful…

She’s mine.She just doesn’t know it yet.My boss swore kidnapping the accountant’s daughter would be quick and easy. Just find the girl at the wedding, stuff her into a car and let someone else drive her off. My last dirty job before I get promoted. I wasn’t supposed to dance with her all night.I wasn’t supposed to kiss her, hook up with her outside the wedding, or beat up the getaway driver up … wedding, or beat up the getaway driver up when I found him in the parking lot, totally fcking wasted.And I absolutely wasn’t supposed to drive her…

It’s a simple enough transaction.Marisol needs the money, and I need a nice girl to parade in front of the cameras.No feelings. No strings. No falling for anyone.I’ve been clean for months, but my record company’s not satisfied. Apparently it isn’t enough to only kick a heroin addiction – they’re insisting that I find a girlfriend as well. If I don’t, they pull Dirtshine’s massive record deal.… don’t, they pull Dirtshine’s massive record deal.It’s supposed to show that I’ve changed my ways, that I’ve turned over a new leaf, all that rubbish. But I’ve had it with suit-wearing wankers telling…