A cougar holiday fling romance I'm thirty-four, almost divorced, and falling in a love with a guy I just met. Dumb move, huh? Also, Jonah is ten years younger than me—and he’s here on holiday, while I’m supposed to be working on finishing my novel. He’s broken, somehow, and I wish he’d trust me enough to help him. I hate the pain in his eyes, and the way his secrets threaten to tear us apart before we’ve even begun. Am I just a holiday fling? Or can I make him believe that we can be more? \\\\\* “OMG!! this book was wonderful!!! It had just the right about of drama and romance.. not to mention the smutty parts :)” ~AmyH, Goodreads reviewer Previously published as Crash Into Love

A one-night stand with a sexy soldier romance I'm done with being there for broken men who only want me while they're in pain. Zack’s home from Afghanistan on compassionate leave, and he’s hurting. That should be my cue to head straight in the opposite direction, especially when he makes it clear our night together is only to take his mind off his sister’s funeral. But when this sexy soldier kisses me, I can’t think of anything else. Falling in love would be a dumb idea, especially when he only sees me as a temporary fix. The last thing I wanted was to come home to New Zealand. The last thing I expected was to fall in love. Includes bonus short story - The Right Present.

Falling in love never tasted so sweet My ex-fiancé wants me to cater his wedding, to the woman he left me for. Fine. Not only will I make sure they have the best freakin' cake this side of Wellington, but I'm going to show him what he left behind. I just need to drop a couple of pounds... or a couple dozen, first. Enter Jasper. Sexy, sweeter than my custom cakes, and a personal trainer. Sure, he derails my diet, but some of the workouts he's got in mind for us... let's just say clothing is optional. Even better, he doesn't want to get attached, which leaves me free to pursue my goal of winning back my ex, with my soon-to-be-thin me. But each new personal session with Jasper leaves me wanting more from the guy who thinks I'm sexy in the skin I'm in. And I can't afford to fall for a man who adores my body, but isn't willing to commit to me.

He’s setting fire to my heart I’m detoxing my life. No drink, drugs or messing around with guys who use me. I don’t need Dean, a bossy-but-sexy firefighter to take an interest in me. He saved me once before, and when he figures out where he knows me from, I guarantee he won’t be able to get away from me fast enough. One night turns into two, and I still want more. His take-command attitude in the bedroom is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced, and every time he says “good girl” I want to wrap myself in the praise, even when he’s got me doing the dirtiest things. We’re scorching between the sheets, but it’s my heart that’s going to get burned, and I don’t know how I’ll survive.