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Growing up Creed and I had been best friends. I’d thought that would never change and we’d always be inseparable.

I never expected to start thinking about how his lips would feel on mine, much less the constant ache in my chest knowing I’d never have him. I didn’t just want my best friend in bed. I was in love with him.

Creed was never supposed to find out. But my secrets were exposed when I accidentally left my journal open on my desk, every detail of how I felt on the pages.

Our friendship was shattered in a single moment. Now I can’t stand the sight of him. I wish I had changed my plans to attend the same college.

I’ve gone out of my way to avoid him on campus, but lately he seems to be everywhere.

Dear Creed is an ex-best friends to lovers standalone novella.

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Once we made it to the NFL, of course, he landed on the LA Royals, the biggest rivals of my team, the Denver Rush. Everything about him rubs me the wrong way…until one unexpected night, we happen to rub each other the right way, and suddenly I can’t get enough of him.

And Patrick can’t get enough of me either.

I’m his secret, and he’s mine, stealing moments together where he comes undone for me.

There’s more to Patrick than I thought, and now one thing is clear to me.

Despite all of the obstacles in our way, Patrick Whitt is mine.

Whitt: I don’t know what it is about Malik Tucker that gets under my skin, but he irritates the hell out of me. Maybe it’s that he was drafted instead of me to my dream NFL team, the Denver Rush. Or maybe it’s that he’s a force to be reckoned with on the field and adored by fans and his family off the field. He seems to be living the perfect life while I live the perfect lie.

And then we have a chance encounter that changes everything.

We keep it professional on the field, but off the field, there’s all kinds of illegal contact happening between us. Every time we’re together, I’m drawn in deeper, intoxicated by the way Malik makes me feel, the things we do to each other in the bedroom.

At some point, we’re going to have to let go, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to.

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Life isn’t a fairy tale and Jax knows that all too well. She’s practical, pragmatic, and able to cope with anything the world throws at her, including a bar stool in a blackout or the slimy advances of her so-called arch nemesis, who seems hell bent on exploiting The Blues for his own gains.

Even when confronted with the woman who broke her heart, she knows what she has to do. After all, Carolyn is everything the club needs, and everything Jax wants. Why wouldn’t she let her back in?

But can Carolyn really believe that no one is keeping score and if they are, who’s winning?

This second chance romance is book two in The Blues series but can be read as a standalone.

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They say you should love thy neighbor, but I don’t think they meant it the way I want to love mine.

Miles “Rooster” Johnson: As a young single-dad with a teaching job, I haven’t had much opportunity to date. My son is my entire world, and though I would love to have a partner and someone to count on, the passing years have shown that it’s just not in the cards for me. So when the gorgeous lumberjack of a man—the same man that I’ve had a massive crush on since the moment we became neighbors—suddenly asks me out on a date, I’m completely blindsided. Trent could have anyone he wants. He’s charming, flirtatious, and outgoing—the exact opposite of my awkward, anxious self. I don’t know what he sees in me. All I know for sure is that I absolutely need to make this date go well.

Trent Montgomery: I know I have a playboy reputation in our small town, but there’s nothing wrong with playing the field. It’s worked for me so far, even if I have felt some discontent lately. My mama thinks I need to settle down and find someone nice. But she doesn’t understand that I’m just not ready. No matter how beautiful and tempting my neighbor Rooster is or how eager I am to get the silent mountain of a man to open up—no matter how adorable his little boy is, even when he’s threatening me at bat-point to take his daddy out on a date—I know I can’t be everything that they need. I agreed to ask Rooster out, but I think maybe I made a big mistake. All I know for sure is that I absolutely need to sabotage this date.

You Can Count On Me is a standalone slow burn Holiday MM romance with high heat, a HEA, and no cliffhangers. With a blossoming friends-to-lovers romance between a single father and his adorably flirty neighbor, together these two are warm, young, and tooth-achingly sweet. If you like funny stories with too many dad jokes, holiday magic, positive mental health rep, primal play, graphic steam, and the slowest, sweetest of all burns then read on!

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