He's a famous rock star having trouble finding his voice. She has a mouth that gets her in trouble. What happens when her mouth meets his lips and everything turns explosive. Little did he know when he woke up this morning that a short redhead would destroy his perfect, Maserati driving world. Those were the first words I said when I set eyes on the hot-as-sin rock star’s long, wide…car. It was beautiful. Hunter Six was gorgeous. He may be rich, famous, and one of the most talented singers of this century, but that didn’t mean he could get away with what he did to my mom. Willa Jones just played you, bro. That’s what my brother said to me after a beautiful woman ripped apart my life with a little piece of chalk. Let me preface that with a fact: The image she drew of a specific part of my body was a whole lot bigger in real life. Despite her ridiculously inaccurate depiction of me, she tricked me into taking my picture. My days of living in obscurity, taking a break from the rock-star life were numbered, destroyed by a fiery redhead. When she finally threw the chalk to the ground, I watched a particular part of her body sashay away and knew I’d never get her out of my head. Idol is the first novella in the hot, laugh-out-loud Price of Fame series. It is a standalone novella, enemies-to-lovers romantic comedy.

A movie star moves next door. A disabled veteran minds his own business watching a rather loud \ahem\ movie in his bedroom. What happens when she gets fed up with the noise by breaking into his place only to discover him in his birthday suit? Hi. I’m Niki Sargeant. The actress mentioned above. No, that’s not a movie pitch I plan to show producers. It’s my life. I recently became Hollywood’s it-girl and moved into a swanky condo. When I hear a woman screaming rather loudly from my new neighbor’s home, I’m concerned. Breaking into his condo seems like a good idea at the time, at least that’s what my friends tell me. I realize it’s a mistake once he appears in the living room with no clothes on. Yet, I can’t keep my eyes off him. Did Niki say she broke into my place over concern about a woman screaming? Let me tell you the truth. I’m Tucker Six, former Marine, the current head of a tech firm, and a mysterious loner. Maybe not a loner or mysterious but I am where it counts. Wait, that didn’t come out right. Let’s start over. There is only one reason Niki broke into my home, my body. I won’t lie. I’m cut and the coolest person within a five-mile radius. I can’t blame Niki for wanting me. But I have a problem. She obviously wants me for my body but I wanted her heart.

Trying to lose your virginity at a New Year’s party isn’t the best plan. The only things worse? When the guy turns you down but you still have to work with him. I’m a little embarrassed to admit this, but here goes. My name is Emmie and I’m a virgin. I know what you’re thinking. How could a twenty-eight-year-old woman who runs her own company not have turned in her V-card by now? While I won’t go into details about it right now, I will admit that I’ve been a bit busy with work. Time flies when there’s a media empire to build. But I decided this year to make things right. A new year’s resolution. To find someone to make me a woman before the clock strikes twelve. It’s all going to plan. I find the hottest guy at the party. He is more than willing to come up to my bedroom. Then I make the mistake of trying to kiss him. Not only did I not pop my cherry, but I can’t ever look Jon in the eyes again. Hi, I’m Jon. The one Emmie tries to seduce on New Year’s. Things are still a bit fuzzy about that night, but I do remember Emmie. She’s beautiful and knows what she wants. Emmie is a guy’s wet dream. She’s my wet dream. I’m in control of my life. I run a successful company with my sister and work hard to do things right. I make sure things get done right without a hair out of place. But when I’m around Emmie it’s as if I met my match. My work suffers and everything I do is wrong. I should walk away from her. Tell her I want no part in her life. The trouble is whenever I leave, I can’t stop thinking about her. I’m ready to let her take control of my heart but what if she doesn’t want it?