Eva Davis needed a job. What she got was Isaac Ross—her intense, bearded, possessive boss who looks at her like she's his entire future. And maybe she is.
This isn't enemies-to-lovers. This isn't even a slow burn.
This is instant combustion with a fade-to-black door.
Isaac doesn't do anything halfway. He wants to claim her curves, worship her sass, and put his ring on her finger. Then fill her with his babies. In that order. Mostly.
Eva's never had a man who saw ALL of her—her competence, her body, her bratty streak—and wanted to keep her forever. But Isaac's not like other men. He gives his entire company raises. He takes her dress shopping. He holds her purse at the doctor's office.
And when he says he wants everything? He means everything.
A fast-burn, fade-to-black office romance with zero drama, zero breakup, just possessive devotion, pregnancy negotiations over sushi, and a man who'll burn down the world before he lets anyone make his woman feel less than perfect.
“I'm looking for a wife.” The 40-year-old doctor's blunt proposal at speed dating should have sent me running. Instead, his promise to worship me—curves and all—while taking control in the bedroom has me calling him “sir” and craving more.*
Emma's a 23-year-old education major who's tired of boys who ghost her. Jake's a workaholic doctor who lists his requirements for a wife like a job posting. But when their banter turns to sailing trips, breakfast in bed, and a whirlwind proposal, these two romantics discover that sometimes love doesn't follow any timeline but its own.
Breeding, birth, and lactation, wrapped in a delicious vacation and domestic slice-of-life. Standalone, can be read in any order.
Delicious Domestic Delivery #3 available on Kindle Unlimited.
Women in trouble were always welcome at the Mu Club. The deal was simple: one year to turn your life around, a million bucks, and the option to extend the contract.
The cost? Your virtue (gone), your fertility (used), your body (forever changed; curves for days), and your cream (extracted).
Rich men have needs and they're willing to pay for the best money can buy.
Women in trouble were always welcome at the Mu Club. The deal was simple: one year to turn your life around, a million bucks, and the option to extend the contract.
The cost? Your virtue (gone), your fertility (used), your body (forever changed; curves for days), and your cream (extracted).
Rich men have needs and they're willing to pay for the best money can buy.
Clyde Wellington is just a guy. Until aliens land one Thursday morning, and everything changes.
His corporate job still sucks, but his side hustle? Well, technically it also sucks. But in a good way.
It turns out that green-skinned alien nobility have developed some specific... tastes... that they want their new trading partners to fulfill.
So, on a lark Clyde joins the alien's social networking app and is inundated with alien women who desire his special skills: listening, controlling, and kindness.
Apparently spreadsheets and code isn't the only marketable skill he can actually get paid for.
So, every weekend, Clyde boldly goes where no man has gone before. Repeatedly.