A four-part series of standalone erotic romance novellas featuring western ranch settings, sexy cowboys, and MMF polyamorous steaminess. There is a story for winter, spring, summer, and fall, but they are not tied to holidays and can be enjoyed year-round for whatever seasonal escapism floats your boat.
Knockin' Boots is no-plot, low-drama, and high-heat. Perfect for a short and steamy afternoon read.
Mason, Chloe, and Wyatt live together. They all work together. They all want each other.
And the three of them have been doing a pretty good job keeping it a secret... until the blizzard hits.
Snowed in at the ranch house, there’s no work to distract them. Nowhere left to hide from their attraction. And the colder it gets outside, the more it heats up inside.
Marina returned to her father’s cattle ranch for summer break with two goals in mind: soaking up sun, and finally—finally—putting her feelings for her childhood best friend, Owen, to rest.
What she didn’t picture getting in the way? Owen’s flirty, sexy, troublemaker coworker. Levi.
As the relationship between all three of them steams up, Marina quickly realizes none of her stolen moments with the guys are helping her find closure.
And the only thing messier than falling for one of her father’s ranch hands, is falling for two of them.
Five years ago, Jessa and Cooper were in love... and their best friend Dylan was secretly in love with both of them. But that was before Jessa took a job in the city to escape her past, breaking all three of their hearts in the process.
When life sends her crawling back to the one place that feels like home, Jessa expects her old friends to look more like strangers.
She should've known better.
Five years apart isn't enough to erase the feelings, the desires, that have lurked beneath the surface of their friend-trio for a lifetime.
Each year, apple farmer, Cassidy, cattle farmer, Rhett, and distillery owner, Jacob, pool their resources to put on their rural town's most beloved event: the Fall Festival.
What none of the happy festival-goers know? The three of them can't stand working together.
At least... until a little too much spiked cider and some long-overdue fun shines a light on a different side of all of them. One that's a lot less "control freak" and a lot more "out of control."