She's a brainy college sophomore. He’s a basketball captain with charm and popularity. Will her vow to stop dating jerks have to take a time out? Bookworm Addison James has vowed to crush it in her second year in college. Avoiding guys who'll break her heart is at the top of her to-do list. But when a smoking hot jerk makes her Monday night shift part of his weekly routine, she wonders if her resolution will even last until midterms… Parker Kent knows he’s at the top of the popularity food chain and loves playing it to the max. While he enjoys the looks he gets from showing off his sport-sculpted, tattoo-covered body, it's the witty banter with Addison that truly draws him to her. Unfortunately, he can’t seem to persuade the gorgeous geek to let down her defenses. When Addison discovers a grand betrayal involving Parker's current squeeze, she's ready to swear off dating for good. But the basketball captain persists in showing up with plenty of reasons for her to change her mind. Can Addison let go of the wall around her heart to chance love with Parker or will another relationship land out of bounds? Monday Night Guy is the first book in the My Guy series of New Adult sweet college romances. If you like snappy dialogue, delicious characters, and swoon-worthy moments, then you'll love Liz Lovelock's feel-good novel.

A dare. A date. Followed by heartbreak. That’s how I’d describe my relationship with Aiden Heller, the exchange student from Australia. All the girls flock to him as if he’s their shiny new toy. I’ll admit, I’m drawn to him. There’s something about him, perhaps it’s the accent. He’s a thrill-seeker—I’m not. He seeks attention—So do I, but only from him. He wants to kiss me—Should I let him? Do I trust him with my heart? —I’m not so sure. My Aussie Guy can be read as a standalone book in the My Guy series.

There’s something about the word ‘forbidden’ that makes everything even more tempting—like my brother’s best friend. To Dane, I’m off limits. He’s been told. He’s been warned. And he had to swear he’d never touch his best friend’s little sister. But here’s the thing…I really, really want him to. The second we realize our attraction is mutual, we succumb to temptation and it becomes our best kept secret. We both agree that there’s no reason to tell anyone since it’s nothing but a fun fling. Until it’s not. Somewhere between the sneaky glances, stealthy touches, and clandestine rendezvous, lines start to blur. Fun turns in to something significant, genuine, meaningful… Something that could end up hurting us both.