Title in This Set:
1. Flawless
2. Heartless
3. Powerless
4. Reckless
5. Hopeless
Description:
Flawless
The rules were simple . . . Keep my hands off his daughter and stay out of trouble.
But now I'm stuck with her. There's only one bed. And, well, rules are made to be broken.
I'm the golden boy of professional bull riding. Or at least I was until it all blew up in my face. Now, my agent says I have to clean up my image, so I'm stuck with his ball-busting daughter for the rest of the season as my "full-time supervision."
But I don't need a goddamn babysitter, especially one with skin-tight jeans, a sexy smirk, and a mouth she can't stop running . . . A mouth I can't stop thinking about.
She says this means nothing.
I say this means everything.
She says there are boundaries we shouldn't cross. That my reputation can't take any more hits-and neither can her damaged heart.
I say I'm going to steal it anyway.
Heartless
Working as a nanny for the world's grumpiest single dad should have been simple.
Except I can't keep my eyes off him. And he can't keep his hands off of me.
Cade Eaton is thirteen years older than me and barely looks my way. Until I get him in the hot tub one night for a game of truth or dare. Then all bets are off - and so are our clothes.
He's gruff, a little rough around the edges, and it turns out broad-shouldered ranchers with filthy mouths are this city girl's kryptonite. So who am I to resist?
But in our quiet moments together, he softens, and I start to realise his hardened exterior is just a façade. Someone once convinced him that his best wasn't good enough. Yet I've never felt more cherished than I do in his arms.
My contract may say this arrangement is only for two months .
But my heart says this is forever.
Powerless
Two childhood best friends. Two broken hearts. One impromptu road trip to get away from everything.
I've been living in the friend zone for years now.
To Jasper Gervais's fans, he's just the hockey heartthrob on TV. But to me, he's still the lost boy with sad eyes and a heart of gold. The man I've loved in secret for years.
So when my life falls apart on my wedding day, it only makes sense that he's the one to swoop in and save me. And when his world comes crashing down around him, I'm there to return the favour.
But the more time alone we spend together, the more I start to realise that Jasper isn't looking at me like a friend anymore. And he isn't touching me like one, either.
He acts like he wants me.
But after years of turning me away, he's going to need to prove it . . .
Reckless
Theo Silva. Rowdy bull rider, notorious ladies’ man, scorching hot trouble wrapped up in a drool-worthy package.
And he’s looking at me like I might be his next meal.
I’m almost free of my toxic marriage and have sworn off men entirely. So all I see when I look at Theo is temptation served up with a heaping side of heartbreak.
The man is hard to trust-and even harder to resist.
Make that impossible. Because Theo is persistent. And no matter how hard I try to freeze him out, he melts my icy exterior and pulls apart all my defences.
Then I spend the singular hottest night of my life with him.
It was supposed to be a one-time thing.
A secret.
But that little plus sign is going to make this secret impossible to keep.
Hopeless
Beau Eaton is the town prince, a handsome military hero with a tortured past.
I’m the outcast bartender, a shy girl from the wrong side of the tracks.
He’s thirty-five and all man, I’m twenty-two and all . . . virgin. He’s also my fiancé. Correction: my fake fiancé.
We start out as a bet. He doesn’t believe that anyone holds my last name against me. So he offers me his to prove a point.
It’s a win-win. He gets a break from his concerned family’s prying, and I get a chance to shed my family’s reputation while I save up to ditch this small town.
He says all I have to do is wear his ring, follow his lead, and pretend I can’t keep my hands off of him in public.
But it’s what happens between us in private that blurs all those carefully drawn lines . . .
It’s what transpires behind closed doors that doesn’t feel like pretending at all . . .
This engagement was supposed to be for show. This agreement? It has an end date.
He once told me he’d never fall in love.
And yet here I am, head over heels for my fake fiancé.