They tried to take Margo from me—but I will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

Hounded by a relentless stalker, my overbearing uncle, and a detective who seems to think I’m guilty of a crime, my only solace lies with Margo.

I’ve only just found her.
Forgiven her.
And the threat of that all being taken away eats at me.

But as she remembers our shared history, and the blood that lies between us, our present begins to unravel.

Some danger cannot be avoided.
And when the stalker makes their final move, only one of us will be left standing.

Author's Note
This book was previously published, but has since undergone major edits and changes while still remaining true to the original story. This is the final book in the trilogy.

This small town isn’t big enough for my grumpy lumberjack ex-boyfriend and me at Christmas…

Now that I’m home in Mistletoe, Wisconsin for my favorite time of the year…nothing can ruin my holiday spirit.Not the frigid temps or impending blizzard, the bickering and gossip that swirls around our picturesque town, or even breaking my favorite ornament.Nothing…Except Luke Crisp.My grumpy ex-boyfriend seems set on making my stay unbearable.Starting the moment I step foot on his family’s Christmas tree farm.The growly lumberjack who once held my heart now grates on my last nerve.He hates this time of year and everything that comes with it.And he doesn’t seem very happy to see me, either.Those lips that once kissed mine now twist in a permanent scowl.His beautiful green eyes I used to get lost in only match his grinchy attitude.But something simmers just beneath his cool gaze.A heat that still ignites a fire deep inside me.So, when the snowstorm hits and we’re forced to hunker down and ride it out together, it makes for one very grumpy lumberjack Christmas.

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He loved only one, but he was never what she needed, never the right man for her. The best thing he ever did was walk away from Taylor before he destroyed her life. Proven over and over again, most recently when he ended up tricked by his own
government into taking an “immunization” that turned him into something not quite human, a super soldier, a Zodius.

But as a threat develops that could destroy the world, he believes one beautiful, talented scientist might be able to help them find much-needed answers. That woman is Taylor. The problem is that the enemy knows this, too, and he must get to her before they do. And once he finds her, will she hate him too much to accept his help and to offer hers? Because what neither of them can know, is that they might just mean life or death to each other.

I made a deal with the devil...
Declan Pierce is a bully and a sadist. He’s been my enemy since birth, and he’s made my life a living hell. But when my father barters me in an arranged marriage, Declan proposes a deal I can’t refuse.
After all, so long as Declan owns my soul, it can’t be sold to another…
But it turns out Declan wants more than I bargained for. My body, my submission, the truth behind what sent me to Montgomery Psychiatric Ward three years ago. And he’ll haunt every facet of my existence until he gets it.
I thought death was the only truly inescapable thing. After all, nothing is eternal… except maybe him.

It was always you, babe.
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The hottest rock star in the world walking into my work wasn’t on my bingo card. Speak of the devil . . .
My soon-to-be ex-husband.
Shane Faris is taller than I remember. Scruffier. More attractive than ever and sporting a sinful smirk that tells me he hears “Yes” too much. Figures.
He offers me the divorce I want, but on one condition . . .
Two nights together, for old times' sake.
He’s partied his way through time zones, collecting ink on his skin to commemorate events I wasn’t a part of. While I struggled to earn my degrees, Shane chased fame and made memories without me.
It’s time to move on.
So why does his presence cause my heart to kick up a beat and my cheeks to blush when he sends me a wink? I can’t resist him. And he is my husband, after all, if only for a few more days.
When one night becomes two lines on a pregnancy test, we must decide whether this is a second chance worth taking together.

Wanted: one hot billionaire to pose as my Christmas boyfriend. Must be willing to make my cheating ex jealous when you kiss me under the mistletoe at all the holiday parties. Bonus points if you make him cry.
To my surprise my billionaire boss is more than up for the challenge of coming down the chimney as my holiday boyfriend. The sexy single dad desperately needs a plus one at a Christmas Eve wedding, where he’s the best man and I’m the maid of honor.
And since my ex is in the wedding party too, my boss and I team up as a pair of insta-lovebirds for the holiday season, including during the annual week-long Christmas competition leading up to the snowy destination wedding.
But soon staying up late to string the best popcorn balls ever turns into a scorching night in his arms where the chestnuts aren’t the only thing roasting on the open fire.
Can all these winter wonderland nights seeking revenge turn into the real thing when we return to the office? Or are we destined to go the way of a Christmas tree on New Year’s?

When twenty-year-old college dropout Moriah Shaker runs into an empty chapel to escape an unexpected storm, she’s catapulted into another world Wizard of Oz style. Unfortunately, she winds up in the treacherous realm of Hakeldama, a fantastical but brutal land where justice is twisted and innocents pay for crimes committed by the elites—and she’s now marked for death.
On the run and determined to get home, Moriah heads for the City of Lux, where a rumored portal between worlds exists. At her side are the most unlikely of companions. A scrappy hustler, a cranky ex-mayor, and a growing beast-dog. But the one who fascinates her most is Jasher, a heartless executioner who hides a terrible secret. Together, they’ll battle bounty hunters, lethal poppies, and winged monsters. Though Moriah doesn’t yet know it, there’s nothing more dangerous than their forbidden attraction.

I have plenty of reasons to dislike the hard-edged, ridiculously good-looking, arrogant Ethan Dalton, who did my father wrong, and I’d do anything for the chance to tell the billionaire that and more to his face. So when I’m selected to attend Moore's Department Stores annual conference in Hawaii, with an invitation to submit my designs for their new fall line, the last person I expect to come toe-to-toe with is Ethan himself. I had no idea he was on the board, and despite the fact that he won’t know who I am, I’m in avoidance mode, and failing. I end up sitting several feet away from him, spellbound by how ridiculously hot he is, for an arrogant jerk, when he feels my stare, and I end up locked in his. I’m officially busted, the amusement in his eyes, is somehow charming, rather than infuriating, but when I have the chance to meet him, I run for the hills.
But not for long.
The next thing I know, he’s standing in front of me, in another chance encounter that becomes oh so intimate, and when he thinks my name is well, not my name, I don't correct him. Because once he knows who I am, we’re at war. And what happens that night is anything but war. It’s the most intense, incredible night of my life, but come morning, I do the only thing I can do. I sneak out before he figures out who I am. Besides, I’m saving myself an awkward goodbye.
Only running from the gorgeous, intense billionaire never seems to work, and I fail miserably again.
It’s not long before our paths and my future collide, and my little bedtime lie is not so little anymore and threatens all that I love. And the only way to save myself, is to get down on my hands and knees and beg a man my father once called the devil himself.
Book one in the Dalton Family Trilogy

Caleb and Margo's story continues here. Please note, this blurb contains spoilers for book 1, Wicked Dreams
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Caleb Asher wormed his way back into my heart—only to crush me from the inside out.

Overhearing a devastating moment between Caleb and my foster parents sends me into a tail spin.
And on the run.

I should’ve known he wouldn’t give up so easily. When he finds me, he swears he won’t let go of me again.

He’s going to keep me by any means necessary, because his obsession with me runs deeper than affection ever could.

But between him and my stalker, I don’t know who’s more determined. I can only hope we both survive the fall out.

Author's Note
This book was previously published, and has since undergone major edits and changes while remaining true to the original story.

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The first rule of handling PR for a hockey team? Never hook up with a player.
That shouldn’t be a problem since the last man on earth I want to give an image makeover to is our goalie. He’s infuriatingly hot, famously grumpy and lives to spar with me after every game. But shining up his rough edges is my path to landing the promotion I desperately need, so I grit my teeth and do my job. No matter how hard he makes it (especially with that sexy smirk and cool blue eyes.) As we travel from pose-with-a-pet photo opps to cuddle-a-kitten fundraisers, we bicker like it’s foreplay. Turns out it is. Because as I get to know the man behind the broody iceman exterior, it’s me that melts–right into his arms as he devastates me with a kiss that turns into the hottest, most forbidden night of my life.
Only once turns into every night as Max shows me how much he wants to take care of me. His possessive touch makes me feel adored for the first time in my life.
But the man is entirely off limits and I can’t risk my job for more of those soul-deep kisses.
Because the only thing worse than hooking up with a player is falling head over heels for him.