Sofia One night. No cuddling. No sleepovers. These are the rules I live my love life by. Running a business as a bar owner leaves no time for relationships—or their drama. But when I meet international rock star Brenner Reindhart, he makes me want to break all the rules . . . Bren Keeping Industrial November at the top of the best-selling charts for over eight years has taken a toll on me, and I’m ready to slow down. I’ve been burned by love before, and I’m finally ready to try again. I think Sofia Ocampo might just be the one. Only, she has no plans to ever be in a relationship. Aware she has no interest in it, I still give her my heart. I can only hold my breath and hope she won’t break it. \\\This high-steam, contemporary rock star romance contains adult content with some taboo elements not suitable for all readers. Read responsibly. All novels in the Industrial November on Tour series can be read in any order.\\\

Lola I clean mansions for a living. The notorious heavy metal guitarist isn’t supposed to be home when I show up. But he is, and everything goes wrong. After a near-miss dog-attack incident involving peanut butter, I’m convinced Karl Sommer is going to fire me. Instead, he asks for a favor. Karl She’s temptation personified. Forbidden. The lead singer’s sister-in-law. The worst thing I could do is go there. Which only makes me want her more. But I’m new to Industrial November, and my spot in the band is far from guaranteed. I need to find a way to convince the label my reckless party days are over. A fake relationship might be the answer—until Lola turns my proposal into something much more indecent. Now, I have no idea how I’m supposed to keep my hands to myself.

A powerful, billionaire rock star. A plus-size telenovela diva. A love forged from hate. Monster. That’s Friedrich Hartmann. I’m his dirtiest little secret, the one who could crumble his empire of sand. He might hate me, but he can’t stay away from me—or my body. He’ll never forgive me for showing up in his city and risk exposing our connection publicly, but I need to say goodbye. Finally. Toxic. That’s Erica Morán. We were in love before we were in hate, and we’ve never been able to walk away. I know the infamous man-eater is a conniving gold digger, but I’m addicted to her curvy body and couldn’t stay away if it meant giving up every last penny. When she shows up to purchase me at a celebrity bachelor auction, breaking her non-disclosure agreement . . . She. Unleashes. A. War. \\\\Scorching to the Touch is a hate-to-lovers rock star romance with some taboo elements not suitable for all readers. Read responsibly.\\\\