Showing results by publisher "Frankie Love" in Literature & Fiction

Life is hard enough as it is. A little p*ssy, a little c*ck—if that’s the something sweet you need to help make the medicine go down, open wide baby, and I’ll pour it right in.When country-girl Juliana shows up at my club, she doesn’t want anything to do with a place so dangerous. She’s here in the city to make cash to save the family farm— not f*ck hard and fast—with strangers.

When I go out to chop down a Christmas tree, the last thing I expect to find is a woman caught in a snowstorm. But there she is, lost and alone. And f*cking gorgeous. I take her home with me - my cabin will warm her up... and so will I. Meeting her was serendipity... and letting her go isn’t an option. But her life isn’t built around Mistletoe Mountain the way mine is. This mountain man is hoping for a Christmas miracle.

It was supposed to be a dream vacation... until I found myself stranded on the beach in a foreign country. When a group of ripped and rugged athletes find me and bring me to their waterfront mansion, I know I'll be safe for at least one night. It quickly turns into so much more. Not only do these men get me hot and bothered, they know what they want. Me. I've already been through so much, and I'm scared of getting hurt. They promise to protect me, but it's my heart I'm frightened for.

When Lottie walks down the steps of her apartment building at my current job site, she’s ready for a fight. But I’m ready to make her sassy ass mine. The sounds of my jackhammer may have woken her up today, but I’m gonna be the one to put her to bed tonight. I can see it now—on her back, legs spread—oh yeah, I’ve got more than a hard hat. I have everything this woman needs.

I’m a small town guy, through and through. And I don’t like change. If I had it my way, everything would stay the same, forever. So when Goldie Greyhound sweeps into Cherry Falls with grand plans to renovate the old theater that’s right next door to my house, I’m not exactly thrilled. Goldie’s my opposite in every way. And I’m not referring to the glitter that seems to follow her every where. She’s a night owl who’s never met a stranger, and is extra in everything.

The moment I saw her, she woke something buried deep inside of me. A wild need. A desperate desire. She’s stranded and alone, needing shelter from the storm. And I'll do more than keep her warm. I’ll make her mine. Some say there's no such thing as happily ever after. But that changes tonight. I will show her I'm more than a mountain man. I am her beast.

Daphne doesn’t want commitment; she wants me as her BILF. She may be a romance author, but this mountain man believes in happily ever afters too. I don’t do flings; I do forever. My beard may be the thing that gets her to open up—literally—but I’m falling for her heart and soul. And I plan on making sure she knows that our story isn’t going to end any time soon.