What's the first rule of running a gym for combat vets? Enjoy the scorching hot scenery, but get your kicks somewhere else. Never mind that my cousin-slash-business partner ignores that rule every chance he gets. I don't ignore it. Ever. And frankly, between Grindr and living in one of the gayest cities in America, it's not exactly a hardship. Hell, it's so easy, I can do it on one leg. That is, until a pair of blue eyes swimming with vulnerability shows up at my door, looking for a job. He's too skinny, too mouthy, and way too young for the likes of me, but he pings that protector instinct in me, hard. I want to fix whatever put that lost look in his eyes, but to manage that, I'd have to do the one thing I said I'd never do. Break my own rules. Sanctuary is an MM military romance featuring hurt-comfort, found family, and a gym full of ripped men wearing tight shorts lifting heavy objects.

Dark cloud, meet seven-foot wall of sunshine. We’ve been friends for almost a year, we both volunteer at my brother-in-law’s gym for combat vets, and the chemistry between us is undeniable. So, getting together should be a no brainer, right? Yeah, not so much. Pairing up the joyful refugee NBA hero with me - the grumpy wanna-be artist who cracks jokes about being waterboarded - has got to be the mother of all bad ideas. An even worse idea? Let’s add a splash of kink to the mix. Surrender is a post-military, hurt-comfort MM romance with gentle power exchange, a therapy office set next to a sex club, and a gym full of scorching hot head cases.

Ivan: I lost my arm in a helicopter accident six months ago and my roommates aren't letting me mope at home one more day. They've pretty much shoved me out the door, insisting that I visit a gym for combat vets. The name? Wrecked. Really? That's the name we're going with? Fine. Benning: I'm a triple-amputee, and this place has been my sanctuary since it opened. Good day, bad day, it doesn't matter - everyone here accepts me just as I am. And I'm pretty sure my husband just walked in the door. I should probably learn his name. Crash is an insta-love short (8k words) in the Wrecked universe and has four limbs, three meddling roommates, two crash landings, and one locker room grope fest.

Part of the Wrecked universe. Takes place between book 2 and 3. A short story featuring Morris and his Maggie. (Where Maggie is short for Magnussen, a male, in case you care.) It's sweet and informative. Helps explain Morris and his overall crankiness.

Two things I know for sure: 1. Cheerleading absolutely prepared me to become a US Navy SEAL 2. Heath Treadway hates my guts Let’s just say that this beautiful bear’s hatred for me involves a high school nickname and possibly a limerick. #badtwink Now, he's back in my life. And all I wanna do is show him that I’ve changed. My attempts so far have ended in hospitalization, second-degree burns, and a destroyed towel rack. To be fair, I blame that last one on the hate sex. Worse than all of that? I’ve started to catch feelings, and if he finds out about the military op that forever changed me, it might be game over. I mean… can he forgive me if I can’t even forgive myself? Shameless is post-military enemies-to-lovers MM romance set in a gym for combat vets. It features muscled twinks, beautifully-bellied bears, and a four-year-old with a lisp. Note: This book depicts military violence, but the HEA is guaranteed.

I'm an atheist gym rat falling for a faithful man with a sweet tooth, and I can't help myself. When my gym buddies said I'd be stringing up Christmas lights with Caleb, they failed to mention how adorable he is. After spending the day taking him to my favorite candy shop, making the gym shine with Christmas cheer, and showing him exactly how fun a locker room can be, it's my inexperienced new friend who's turning my world upside down. I might not be a believer, but I'm starting to believe in the magic of Christmas. Candy is a novella in the Wrecked series. This story takes place after the final book in the series.