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Up-close & Personal Novella
Series · 3 books · 2017

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#1

Bombshell

2017

WATCH OUT, FOXY POO. THIS BOMBSHELL IS ABOUT TO DROP. Ladies, I think I speak for the majority of us on the face of the planet when I say we all have that guy who’s grown on us like a delicious fungus. You know the kind I’m talking about—maybe he is your high school teacher or best friend’s dad—some piece of man candy so hot and edible that no matter what you do, you can’t get his taste off your mind (even if you haven't tasted him yet). For me, that guy is my big brother’s best friend, one Fox Montgomery. Doctor. Professor. Author. Here’s the problem though: not only is he the most gorgeous male specimen I’ve ever laid eyes on—black hair, steely grey eyes, and a lower lip you just wanna suck—he’s also a rich academic prick. AND I HATE HIM. I hadn’t seen him in years, and when I finally did, the vision before me bought a one-way ticket to my personal pleasure town. Then, his beautiful eyes roamed all over me, and I knew—I knew!—he didn’t like what he saw. Yeah, I’m a big girl, curvy, smooth, and round in all the right places. I’m also covered in tats, and six-inch heels are my go-to footwear. So, let me be frank about something: I’m sexy, and if I wanted a man, I'd have one. Yet, with one look, Fox turned my years of longing and long-distance eye-f\*cking into a big ole mountain of hate. Here’s the thing, girls: hate and love are effin evil twins. And if my heart gets its way, Doctor Fox and I are going to end up participating in some very strenuous sextracurricular activities. Here's to our chemistry getting an A+. ;-) \This is a stand-alone novella that is the opener of the Up-Close & Personal series. It's hilarious and dirty and raunchy and perfectly short enough to be read in a single sitting. That's what Kellie Hart delivers: pocket-sized smut with a capital P! \wink wink\* And you'll never finish a story without a total HEA! Due to adult content, however, Kellie suggests you be 18+ before getting your kicks on Route Sexty-Six. Trust me: you wouldn't want your kids reading this, you dirty girl, you.
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#2

Knockout

2017

I'M GETTING F\*CKED AND NOT IN THE FUN WAY. Last Christmas, I hooked up with my own brand of sexual kryptonite. More aptly, he’s my personal Sex Luthor. (See what I did there?!) We cuddled up in the Caribbean for almost a month, and he bent me into every position imaginable until our secret rendez-DO ME ended way too abruptly for my tastes. Here’s the kicker: Mr. Gifted Dick is none other than my bestie’s older brother. CHADWICK CHARLES. Blonde, built, and beautiful—he’s everything I want in a man but know I don’t deserve. So, now, that we’re housesitting together, I’ve got six feet, three inches, of walking sex at my personal disposal. AGAIN. Add to that Chadwick’s little dare of “Don’t fall in love me” …my weak heart can’t take it. Or him. Every touch, every taste, and every thrust seem to mean something more than what we’re saying. Why can’t it be like it was in the Caribbean? When I knew where we stood—him behind me, with me bent over a desk? God, I’m f\*cked. AUTHOR'S NOTE: While Knockout may be read as a stand alone novella, with a guaranteed HEA, it is a sequel to Bombshell (Up-Close & Personal Novella No. 1). Bombshell was Jacquie and Fox's story, featuring Chad and Char; Knockout is all about bringing Chad and Char together forever, so get ready for another raunchy, rom com from Kellie H<3rt!
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#3

Hot Rod

2017

THE BRITISH INVASION IS HERE, AND HE’S GOT SUPERMAN HAIR. At my best friend’s wedding a few months ago, I laid eyes on the most beautiful man I have ever seen. All dressed up in a tux, he was a sexy Clark Kent wannabe—tall, dark, and handsome. Then, when he opened his mouth, Atticus Sherwood revealed himself to be as British as a fucking crumpet. Yeah, I should’ve taken a bite out of him, but he left before I could nibble his fine English muffin. Now, Atticus is back in New Orleans. Before I know it, his tongue has me screaming the Queen’s name, and my heart is crying out for more than a torrid affair with this bed-breaking Brit. There’s just one little problem: love broke me once before, and I swore to myself I wouldn’t let it happen again. Is taking a leap with Atticus worth the risk? Maybe I just need to trust I’ve finally found my own Superman to catch me when I fall. Thank God he doesn’t come faster than a speeding bullet. ;-)

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