A new, grumpy-sunshine standalone novel from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland When life took an unexpected turn, I decided to get out of New York for a while. What better place to go than the idyllic small town my father spoke about so fondly when I was growing up? Laurel Lake held the title America’s Friendliest Town for seventeen years running, and friendly was just what I needed right now. Unfortunately, friendly wasn’t the welcome I got when I arrived. Instead, I got Fox Cassidy. My tall, dark, and burly neighbor, who grunted at me instead of saying hello. Okay, so I might’ve had his mailbox in my hands the first time we met. And it might’ve been a little crushed after removing it from under my tire. And I might’ve needed his help breaking into the place I was staying in after the key broke off in the lock. But still…he didn’t have to be so grumpy. As time went on though, I started to notice things about Fox other than his glares. Like how he watched me when he thought I wasn’t looking, or how fire ignited in his eyes whenever we bickered. Though I was in Laurel Lake to escape my problems, not create new ones. And getting involved with a man like Fox screamed trouble, even if he was gorgeous and unlike any man I’d ever met. But alas, problem seemed to be my middle name this year. So why not have some fun while I was here for the summer? It seemed like a good plan. At least until it was time to go home… They say what happens at the lake, stays at the lake. But it’s not so easy to walk away when what stays behind…is your heart.

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland. It started out like any other Tuesday. I spent twelve hours writing algorithms for one of the largest companies in the world and then came home to work on a pet project of mine—feeding facts about the men I knew into a formula to find my perfect match before my twenties came barreling to a close. But then a man knocked on my door and handed me some papers that turned my life upside down. Apparently, a father I never knew existed had left me something in his will. That something turned out to be part ownership in a professional football team . Next thing I knew, I was learning a sport I knew nothing about by spending time with the team’s quarterback who was out with an injury, a man who my formula would  definitely  determine was all wrong for me. Christian Knox was too handsome and confident for his own good and could have any woman he wanted. Only lately the only woman he seemed to want was  me . But there was no way I was getting involved when I was now his boss, even if he was insanely gorgeous and had the dirtiest mouth I’d ever come across. It would be wrong, wouldn’t it? Probably. But you know what they say about things that are wrong...sometimes they feel so right.

I write horror and some very twisted thrillers. So I invariably wake up in the middle of the night, because I’ve figured out yet another freaky way to mess with my already screwed up characters. I’m interested in some seriously weird shit. That’s probably also one of the reasons I write horror. I’m deep, dark and seriously twisted and so is my writing.

"Csodálatos karakterek és fordulatos történet.” – A brunette and her books "Vi Keeland az egyik legjobb romantikusregény-író.” – The Lushy Reader Egy állás, ami örökre megváltoztatta az életem. Merrick Crawfordot az állásinterjúmon ismertem meg. Pontosabban húsz perccel korábban, amikor berontott a próbafülkémbe, pár háztömbnyire az interjú helyszínétől. Egy szál melltartóban veszekedtem a jóképű szemétládával, ezért amikor rájöttem, hogy ő lehet a jövendőbeli főnököm, nagyon megrémültem. Ő azonban láthatóan nem ismert meg. Vagyis csak azt hittem… Fel sem merült bennem, hogy megkapom az állást, mégis kaptam egy e-mailt, melyben behívtak egy második fordulóra. Elmentem, mert tudnom kellett, hogy a katasztrofális kezdés után miért tekintenek még potenciális jelöltnek. Kiderült, hogy Merrick csak azért akart alkalmazni, hogy lássa, ahogy kudarcot vallok. Csakhogy én nem adom meg neki ezt az örömet. Arra azonban nem gondoltam, hogy lesz olyan, amit majd élvezetesnek találok Crawforddal való kapcsolatomban… Vi Keeland, a New York Times, a Wall Street Journal és a USA Today bestsellerszerző könyvei több millió példányban keltek el világszerte. Az írónő most egy olyan munkahelyet mutat be nekünk, ahol izzik a levegő, és vágytól elfúló sóhajok szűrődnek ki az irodákból. "Egyszerűen mindent imádtam benne.” – Cat's Guilty Pleasure

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland. The first time I met Merrick Crawford was during my job interview. Well, technically, I’d met him twenty minutes earlier when he’d barged into a fitting room a few doors down from my appointment. I yelled. He yelled. After an argument while standing in my bra, I proceeded to smash the door into the gorgeous jerk, trying to yank it shut. As you might imagine, I was freaked out when I discovered that the rude guy was my potential new boss. Yet he didn’t seem to recognize me. Or so I thought… Until we wound up bickering again during my interview and he told me to  go sniff my armpit . Okay, so maybe I hadn’t exactly been changing when he walked in on me. In my defense, I’d been stuck on a hot train for two hours and wanted to make sure I didn’t smell. I obviously didn’t expect to get the job. But somehow an invitation to a second interview arrived in my inbox. Before I left, I asked to see Merrick. I needed to know why I was even in consideration after our disastrous start. Turned out, Merrick only wanted to hire me because I was the  least  competent candidate. It seemed his board was making him fill the position, against his wishes. I didn’t really want to work in a place where my boss expected me to fail. But I figured maybe I’d enjoy proving him wrong. It was a little thing I dubbed  the boss project. What I wasn’t prepared for was that there would be  other  things I’d enjoy doing to Merrick Crawford. Getting involved with the boss wasn’t the smartest choice. But you know what they say about choices: Some we regret, some we are proud of. I just had no idea where this one was going to land.

„Mély érzelmektől fűtött romantika.” – The Reading Café „Tüzes szerelmi történet.” – Red Cheeks Read „Ellopja a szívedet.” – Professor Romance Már akkor tudtam, hogy Donovan Decker milyen méretű cipőt hord, mielőtt megismertem. Annyira rohantam a reptéren, hogy nem a saját bőröndömet kaptam le a futószalagról. Felhívtam a bőröndcímkén található számot, és a vonal túlsó végén egy mély, bársonyos hang szólalt meg. Szerencsére nála volt a csomagom. Donovan és én egy kávézóban találkoztunk, hogy megejtsük a cserét. Ott kiderült, hogy nem csupán a hangja szexi, hanem ő maga is, és emellett okos, vicces és meglepően normális ahhoz képest, hogy hétszáz dolláros cipőt visel. Meghívott egy kávéra. A kávéból vacsora lett, a vacsorából desszert, a desszert után pedig az egész hétvégét együtt töltöttük. Nyilván mindez túl szép volt, hogy igaz legyen. Az életem túlságosan bonyolult ahhoz, hogy közel engedjek magamhoz egy ilyen szuper pasit. Ezért kámforrá váltam. New Yorkban nyolcmillió ember él – mennyi volt az esélye, hogy egy év múlva újra összefutunk? Amikor épp elkezdtem járni a főnökével? Vi Keeland a New York Times, a Wall Street Journal és a USA Today bestsellerszerzője. Kötetei több millió példányban keltek el világszerte. Az írónő ismét egy szenvedélyes és fordulatokban gazdag romantikus történettel készült az olvasóinak.

"Szikrázik az erotikus feszültségtől." - Julie Richman bestsellerszerző Arra vágyom a legjobban, ami nem lehet az enyém! Nyolc héttel ezelőtt aláírtam egy szerződést, ami akkor jó ötletnek tűnt. Jóképű agglegény, luxuskörülmények, és egy esély, hogy megnyerjük azt a főnyereményt, amire a családomnak olyan égető szüksége volt. Azonban voltak feltételek. Mi több, rengeteg. Mással randizni tilos. Műsoron kívül szexelni tilos. A szerződés tartalmát felfedni tilos. Miután tavaly önként lemondtam a férfiakról, úgy tűnt, nem lesz nehéz teljesítenem a feltételeket... legalábbis azt hittem. Azonban rájöttem, hogy magával az ördöggel paktáltam le... aztán beleszerettem a mocskos szájú fivérébe. A New York Times, Wall Street Journal és USA Today bestsellerszerző Vi Keeland kétrészes, különálló történetekként olvasható sorozatában megmutatja, hogy a tiltott gyümölcs édessége semmihez sem fogható, ám az élvezetért nagy árat kell fizetni. "A történet friss és üde, végre nem egy lerágott csont! Úgyis beleszeretsz Cooperbe!" - Penelope Ward, New York Times bestsellerszerző

"Az elejétől a végéig elbűvöl és nem ereszt." - CNC Bookish Vibes Szenvedélyes vágy és örökölt gyűlölet A küzdelem Weston Lockwood és köztem évtizedekkel a születésünk előtt kezdődött. A nagyszüleink a legjobb barátok és üzlettársak voltak, legalábbis a nagyapám esküvője napjáig - ekkor a menyasszony kibökte, hogy képtelen hozzámenni feleségül, mert Weston nagyapjába is szerelmes. A két férfi éveken át nagy harcot vívott Grace Copelandért, aki egyébként szintén az üzlettársuk volt, azonban egyikük sem tudta teljesen megszerezni a nő szívét. Végül hárman háromfelé mentek. A nagyapáink mást vettek feleségül, és a két férfi ádáz ellenfelekké vált az üzleti életben is. Apáink is folytatták az idővel megszokott küzdelmet. Majd Weston és én is. Igyekeztünk a lehető legnagyobb távolságot tartani egymástól. Az a nő azonban, aki miatt egykor kirobbant a háború, meghalt, és a világ egyik legértékesebb szállodáját váratlanul a nagyapáinkra hagyta, hogy osztozzanak meg rajta. Úgyhogy most itt vagyok egy szállodában azzal az emberrel együtt, akit születésemtől fogva gyűlölnöm kellene, és próbálom megoldani ezt az örökül kapott, bonyolult helyzetet. Szokás szerint hamar egymás torkának estünk. Szívből gyűlöltem Weston Lockwoodot: magas volt, okos, fennhéjázó és túlságosan is jóképű. Tűz és víz voltunk. A családunk már megszokta a háborúskodást. Azonban volt egy apró kis gond. Valahányszor összevesztünk Westonnal, végül valahogy mindig az ágyban kötöttünk ki. A New York Times bestsellerszerző, Vi Keeland az év legszenvedélyesebb romantikus történetét hozza el az olvasóknak. "Humoros, magával ragadó, és csak úgy sistereg az érzelmektől!" Miss Petite Brunette Book Blog "Leborulok a szerző nagysága előtt - mennyi pajkos évődés, micsoda szeretet-gyűlölet játszma!" - Kitty Kat's Crazy About Books

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland. The feud between Weston Lockwood and me started at the altar.Only neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before either of us was born.Our grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my grandfather’s wedding day—when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry him because she was also in love with Weston‘s grandfather.The two men spent years fighting over Grace Copeland, who also happened to be their third business partner.  But in the end, neither man could steal half of her heart away from the other.Eventually, they all went their separate ways. Our grandfathers married other women, and the two men became one of the biggest business rivals in history.Our fathers continued the family tradition of feuding. And then Weston and I did, too.For the most part, we kept as much distance as possible.Until the day the woman who started the feud died—and unexpectedly left one of the most valuable hotels in the world to our grandfathers to share.Now I’m stuck in a hotel with the man I was born to hate, trying to unravel the mess our families inherited.As usual, it didn’t take long for us to be at each other’s throats.Weston Lockwood was everything I hated: tall, smart, cocky, and too gorgeous for his own good.  We were fire and ice.But that shouldn’t be an issue. Our families were used to being at war. There was just one minor problem, though. Every time Weston and I fought, we somehow wound up in bed.

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.Before I even met Donovan Decker, I knew his shoe size.You see, I’d gone away for a few days, and in my haste to get out of the airport, I’d grabbed the wrong suitcase.After checking out the expensive footwear and tailored clothes, I dialed the number on the luggage tag hoping maybe Mister Big Spender might have my bag.A deep, velvety voice answered, and as luck would have it, he had my suitcase, too.Donovan and I met at a coffee shop to do the exchange.Turned out, it wasn’t just his voice that was sexy. The man holding my luggage was absolutely gorgeous, and we had an immediate spark.He got me to admit that I’d snooped in his bag and then convinced me to make it up to him by letting him buy me coffee.Coffee led to dinner, dinner led to dessert, and dessert led to spending an entire weekend together. Donovan wasn’t just handsome with a panty-dropping voice. He was also funny, smart, and surprisingly down to earth for a man who wore seven-hundred-dollar shoes.Did I mention he also did my laundry while I slept? Definitely too good to be true.So what did I do to repay him for his kindness?I waited until he was in the shower, then ghosted him.My life was too complicated for such a great guy.In the months that passed, I thought about Donovan often.But New York City had eight-million people, so what were the chances I’d run into him?Then again, what were the chances I’d run into him a year later…when I’d just started dating his boss?

Three consecutive weeks on the New York Times Bestseller list and #1 on Amazon. From New York Times & USA Today Bestseller, Vi Keeland, comes a sexy new standalone novel.The first time I met Brody Easton was in the men's locker room.  It was my first interview as a professional sportscaster.The famed quarterback decided to bare all.And by all, I don't mean he told me any of his secrets.No. The arrogant ass decided to drop his towel, just as I asked the first question. On camera.The Super Bowl MVP quickly adopted a new hobby--screwing with me.When I pushed back, he shifted from wanting to screw with me, to wanting to screw me.But I don't date players.And it's not because I'm one of the few women working in the world of professional football.I'd date an athlete.It's the other kind of player I don't date.You know the type. Good looking, strong, cocky, always looking to get laid.Brody Easton was the ultimate player.Every woman wanted to be the one to change him.But the truth was, all he needed was a girl worth changing for.Turned out, I was that girl.Simple right?Let's face it. It never is.There's a story between once upon a time and happily ever after...And this one is ours.

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.The first time I met Hudson Rothschild was at a wedding. I’d received an unexpected invitation to one of the swankiest venues in the city.Hudson was a groomsman and quite possibly the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. He asked me to dance, and our chemistry was off the charts.I knew it wasn’t a good idea to get involved with him, considering the wedding I was at. But our connection was intense, and I was having a great time.Though the fun came to a screeching halt when Hudson figured out I wasn’t who I’d said I was. You see, that unexpected invitation I received? Well, it hadn’t actually been addressed to me—it was sent to my ex-roommate who’d bounced a check for two months’ rent and moved out in the middle of the night. I figured she owed me an expensive night out, but I guess, technically, I was crashing the wedding.Once caught, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. As I bolted for the door, I might’ve plucked a few bottles of expensive champagne off the tables I passed, all while the gorgeous, angry groomsman was hot on my tail.Outside, I jumped into a taxi. My heart ricocheted against my ribs as we drove down the block—but at least I’d escaped unscathed.Or so I thought.Until I realized I’d left my cell phone behind at the table.Take one guess who found it?This is the crazy story of how Hudson Rothschild and I met. But trust me, it’s only the tip of the iceberg.

AS RECOMMENDED IN COSMOPOLITAN MAGAZINE, OPRAH MAGAZINE& INSIDERA new, sexy standalone novel from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.Terminated for inappropriate behavior.I couldn't believe the letter in my hands.Nine years. Nine damn years I'd worked my butt off for one of the largest companies in America, and I was fired with a form letter when I returned home from a week in Aruba.All because of a video taken when I was on vacation with my friends--a private video made on my private time. Or so I thought...Pissed off, I cracked open a bottle of wine and wrote my own letter to the gazillionaire CEO telling him what I thought of his company and its practices.I didn't think he'd actually respond.I certainly never thought I'd suddenly become pen pals with the rich jerk.Eventually, he realized I'd been wronged and made sure I got my job back.Only...it wasn't the only thing Grant Lexington wanted to do for me.But there was no way I was getting involved with my boss's boss's boss. Even if he was ridiculously gorgeous, confident, and charming.It would be completely wrong, inappropriate even.Sort of like the video that got me into trouble to begin with.Two wrongs don't make a right.But sometimes it's twice as fun.

A NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY & WALL STREET JOURNAL BESTSELLER! From #1 New York Times Bestseller Vi Keeland, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.Bennett Fox walked into my life on one hell of a crappy Monday morning.I was late for the first day at my new job--a job I'd now have to compete for even though I'd already worked eight years to earn it, because of an unexpected merger.While I lugged my belongings up to my new office, a meter maid wrote me a parking summons.She'd ticketed a long line of cars--except for the Audi parked in front of me, which happened to be the same make and model as mine.Annoyed, I decided to regift my ticket to the car that had evaded a fine. Chances were, the owner would pay it and be none the wiser.Except, I accidentally broke the windshield wiper while slipping the ticket onto the car's window.Seriously, my day couldn't get any worse.Things started to perk up when I ran into a gorgeous man in the elevator. We had one of those brief moments that only happened in movies.You know the deal...your body lights up, fireworks go off, and the air around you crackles with electricity.His heated stare left me flushed when I stepped off the elevator.Maybe things here wouldn't be so bad after all.Or so I thought.Until I walked into my new boss's office and met my competition.The gorgeous man from the elevator was now my nemesis. His heated stare wasn't because of any mutual attraction. It was because he'd seen me vandalize his car. And now he couldn't wait to annihilate his rival.There's a fine line between love and hate--and we shouldn't cross it.We shouldn't--but straddling that line could be so much fun.

From #1 New York Times Bestseller Vi Keeland, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.My relationship with Hunter Delucia started backwards.We met at a wedding—him sitting on the groom’s side, me sitting on the bride’s. Stealing glances at each other throughout the night, there was no denying an intense, mutual attraction.I caught the bouquet; he caught the garter. Hunter held me tightly while we danced and suggested we explore the chemistry sparking between us. His blunt, dirty mouth should’ve turned me off. But for some crazy reason, it had the opposite effect on me.We ended up back in my hotel room. The next morning, I headed home to New York leaving him behind in California with the wrong number.I thought about him often, but after my last relationship, I’d sworn off of charming, cocky, gorgeous-as-sin men. A year later, Hunter and I met again at the birth of our friends’ baby. Our attraction hadn't dulled one bit. After a whirlwind trip, he demanded a real phone number this time. So I left him with my mother’s—she could scare away any man with her talks of babies and marriage—and flew back home.I’d thought it was funny, until the following week when he rang the bell at Mom’s house for Sunday night dinner. The crazy, gorgeous man had won over my mother and taken an eight-week assignment in my city. He proposed we spend that time screwing each other out of our systems.Eight weeks of mind-blowing sex with no strings attached? What did I have to lose?Nothing, I thought.It’s just sex, not love.But you know what they say about the best laid plans…

A new standalone novel from #1 New York Times bestselling author, Vi Keeland.The night I met Drew Jagger, he'd just broken into my new Park Avenue office.I dialed 9-1-1 before proceeding to attack him with my fancy new Krav Maga skills.He quickly restrained me, then chuckled, finding my attempted assault amusing.Of course, my intruder had to be arrogant.Only, turned out, he wasn't an intruder at all.Drew was the rightful occupant of my new office. He'd been on vacation while his posh space was renovated.Which was how a scammer got away with leasing me office space that wasn't really available for rent.I was swindled out of ten grand.The next day, after hours at the police station, Drew took pity on me and made me an offer I couldn't refuse. In exchange for answering his phones while his secretary was out, he'd let me stay until I found a new place.I probably should have acted grateful and kept my mouth shut when I overheard the advice he was spewing to his clients. But I couldn't help giving him a piece of my mind.I never expected my body to react every time we argued. Especially when that was all we seemed to be able to do.The two of us were complete opposites. Drew was a bitter, angry, gorgeous-as-all-hell, destroyer of relationships. And my job was to help people save their marriages.The only thing the two of us had in common was the space we were sharing.And an attraction that was getting harder to deny by the day.

From New York Times & USA Today Bestseller, Vi Keeland, comes a steamy new romance novel.The rules:No dating.No s€x outside of the game.No disclosing the terms of the contract.Rules were made to be broken, right?Eight weeks ago I signed a contract. One that seemed like a good idea at the time. A handsome bachelor, luxury accommodations, and a chance to win a prize my family desperately needed. There were some rules though. Lots of them actually. Follow the script, no dating, s€x, or disclosing the terms of the deal. After my self-imposed moratorium on men the last year, it wouldn’t be hard to live up to my end of the bargain…so I thought. Until I realized the deal I’d made was with the devil…and I was in love with his dirty-talking brother.

A NEW YORK TIMES, USA TODAY and WALL STREET JOURNAL BESTSELLER! From #1 New York Times Bestseller Vi Keeland, comes a new, sexy standalone novel.It was just a typical Monday.Until the big boss asked me to make the pitch for a prospective new client.After two years on shaky ground at work because of my screw up, an opportunity to impress the senior partners was just what I needed.Or so I thought...Until I walked into the conference room and collided with the man I was supposed to pitch.My coffee spilled, my files tumbled to the ground, and I almost lost my balance.And that was the good part of my day.Because the gorgeous man crouched down and looking at me like he wanted to eat me alive, was none other than my ex, Gray Westbrook.A man who I'd only just begun to move on from.A man who my heart despised--yet my body obviously still had other ideas about.A man who was as charismatic and confident as he was sexy.Somehow, I managed to make it through my presentation ignoring his intense stare.Although it was impossible to ignore all the dirty things he whispered into my ear right after I was done.But there was no way I was giving him another chance, especially now that he was a client...was there?

The first time I met Chase Parker, I didn't exactly make a good impression.I was hiding in the bathroom hallway of a restaurant, leaving a message for my best friend to save me from my awful date.He overheard and told me I was a bitch, then proceeded to offer me some dating advice.So I told him to mind his own damn business―his own tall, gorgeous, full-of-himself damn business―and went back to my miserable date.When he walked by my table, he smirked, and I watched his arrogant, sexy ass walk back to his date.I couldn't help but sneak hidden glances at the condescending jerk on the other side of the room. Of course, he caught me on more than one occasion, and winked.When the gorgeous stranger and his equally hot date suddenly appeared at our table, I thought he was going to rat me out.But instead, he pretended we knew each other and joined us―telling elaborate, embarrassing stories about our fake childhood.My date suddenly went from boring to bizarrely exciting.When it was over and we parted ways, I thought about him more than I would ever admit, even though I knew I'd never see him again.I mean, what were the chances I'd run into him again in a city with eight million people?Then again...What were the chances a month later he'd wind up being my new sexy boss?

It didn’t matter that the ref called it a clean hit. Nico Hunter would never be the same.Elle has a good life. A job she loves, a great apartment, and the guy she’s been dating for more than two years is a catch and a half. But it’s boring…and she strives to keep it that way. Too many emotions are dangerous. Her own past is living proof of what can happen when you lose control.Then Nico walks into Elle’s office and everything changes…for both of them. But what can the tattooed, hard-bodied MMA fighter and the beautiful and always steady attorney have in common? A lot more than they bargained for.

Meet Liv MichaelsIt may have been seven years, but I'd know him anywhere. Sure, he's grown, filled out in all the right places, but his captivating blue eyes and cocky grin are exactly the way I remember. Even though I'd much rather forget.Liv Michaels is almost there. She's smart, determined and weeks away from landing the job she's dreamed about for years. Time healed old wounds, even her broken heart from the devastation of being crushed by her first love.Meet Vince StoneWomen love a fighter, especially a good one. Lucky for me, I'm damn good. But there's one woman that isn't interested. Not again, anyway.Vince 'The Invincible' Stone is every woman's fantasy...strong, sexy, confident and completely in control. Growing up surrounded by chaos, he's learned never to get too attached. Love will drag you down. He adores women, treats them well, puts their own needs before his own...for the night anyway. With the biggest fight of his life coming up, his focus should be on training.When fate brings Vince & Liv back together again, there's no denying the chemistry is still there. But can Vince erase the old scars their past left behind? Or will Liv hurt him instead?

They say men like a lady in the living room and a whore in the bedroom. I never knew the sentiment was reciprocal. Until I met Jax Knight. A gentleman in public, a commanding, dirty talking rogue in the bedroom.Daughter of legendary fighter "The Saint," Lily St. Claire knows firsthand how fighters can be. As the owner of a chain of MMA gyms, she's no stranger to aggressive, dominating, and possessive men. That's why she's always kept her distance. But the day Jax Knight walks through her door she's captivated by his charm. Stunningly handsome, well mannered, Ivy League educated, and confident, he shatters all the preconceived notions she'd come to think were true about men who trained to fight.But falling for someone so soon after her breakup wasn't something she'd planned on. And definitely not something her ex plans to allow.

From New York Times and USA Today Bestseller, Vi Keeland, comes a steamy new standalone novel about a rockstar. Or two.Dimpled smile of a boyHard body of a manSings like an angelScrews like the devilI was stuck between a rock(star) and a hard place.At fifteen, his poster hung on my bedroom wall. At twenty-five his body hovered over mine. Every girl’s fantasy became my reality. I was dating a rockstar. Yet I was slowly falling for another man. The problem was—the two men—they shared a tour bus.Flynn Beckham was the opening act.Dylan Ryder was the headliner.What happens when the opening act begins to shine so bright, it seems to dim everything else in its wake?I’ll tell you what happens. Things get ugly.

Jack and Syd spent a week in paradise. It was only supposed to be a fling. But life can be funny sometimes, and circumstances brought them back together again. Together they seemed to have found their happy ever after. But when Sydney is offered a chance at the career she has always wanted, she must leave Jack behind to follow her dreams. Can their love survive long distance? Sydney’s touring with a man every woman wants, but he only has eyes for Syd. And an unexpected tragedy leaves Jack feeling remorseful. Can the two find a way through to forever?

A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.When I first encountered Ford Donovan, I had no idea who he was...well, other than the obvious. Young, gorgeous, successful, smart. Did I mention young? If I did, it bears repeating. Ford Donovan was too young for me.Let's back up to how it all started. My best friend decided I needed to start dating again. So, without my knowledge, she set up a profile for me on a popular dating site--one that invited men ages twenty-one to twenty-seven to apply for a date. Those nicknamed Cunnilingus King were told they'd go straight to the top for consideration. The profile wasn't supposed to go live. Another point that bears repeating--it wasn't supposed to.Nevertheless, that's how I met Ford, and we started messaging. He made me laugh; yet I was adamant that because of his age, we could only be friends. But after weeks of wearing me down, I finally agreed to one date only--my first after twenty years of being with my high school sweetheart. I knew it couldn't last, but I was curious about him.Though, you know what they say...curiosity kills the cat.My legs wobbled walking into the restaurant.Ford was seated at the bar. When he turned around, he took my breath away.His sexy smile nearly melted my panties.But...he looked so familiar.As I got closer I realized why.He was the son of the neighbor at our family's summer home.The boy next door.Only now...he was all man.I hadn't seen him in years.I left the restaurant and planned to put the entire crazy thing behind me.Which I did. Until summer came.And guess who decided to use his family's summer home this year?

The first time I met Caine West was in a bar.He noticed me looking his way and mistakenly read my scowling as checking him out.When he attempted to talk to me, I set him straight―telling him what I thought of his lying, cheating, egomaniacal ass.You see, the gorgeous jerk had wined and dined my best friend-smooth talking her into his bed, all along failing to mention that he was married.He deserved every bit of my tongue-lashing and more for what he'd done.Especially when that lazy smile graced his perfect face in response to my rant.Only it turned out, the man I'd just told off wasn't the right guy.Oops. My mistake.Embarrassed, I slunk out without an apology.I was never going to see the handsome stranger again anyway, right?That's what I thought...until I walked into class the next morning.Well, hello Professor West, I'm your new teaching assistant.I'll be working under you...figuratively speaking.Although the literal interpretation might not be such a bad thing―working under Professor West.This was going to be interesting...

My honeymoon was almost everything I dreamed it would be-- a tropical paradise, turquoise water, romantic walks on the beach, and loads and loads of mind shattering sex. The only thing missing was the groom.After seven years of coasting through a relationship with Michael, my senses were numb. A week of passion with a stranger was just what I needed to clear my head and take back control of my life. But how do you move on when the man that was only supposed to be a fling somehow seeps into your soul and steals your heart?

From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Vi Keeland comes a new, sexy standalone novel.The first time I met Max Yearwood was on a blind date.Max was insanely gorgeous, funny, and our chemistry was off the charts. He also had the biggest dimples I’d ever laid eyes on.Exactly what I needed after my breakup.Or so I thought…Until my real date arrived.Turned out, Max wasn’t who I was there to meet. He only pretended to be until my real date showed up.To say I was disappointed would be an understatement.Before he left, he slipped me a ticket to a hockey game a few blocks away, in case things didn’t work out on my actual date.I tossed the ticket into my purse and went about trying to enjoy the man I was supposed to meet.But my real blind date and I had no connection.So on my way home, I decided to take a chance and stop by the game.When I arrived, the seat next to me was empty.Disappointed again, I decided to leave at the end of the period.Just before the buzzer, one of the teams scored, and the entire arena went crazy.A player’s face flashed up on the Jumbotron. He was wearing a helmet, but I froze when he smiled.You guessed it: Dimples.Apparently, my fake blind date hadn’t invited me to watch hockey with him, he’d invited me to watch him play.And so began my adventure with Max Yearwood.He was everything I needed at the time—fun, sexy, up for anything, and only around for a few months since he’d signed with a new team three-thousand miles away.Max proposed we spend the summer helping me forget my ex. It sounded like a good plan. Things couldn’t get too serious when we had an expiration date. Right?Though, you know what they say about the best-laid plans.

„Elragadó, érzelmes és szexi.” Aestas book blog „Nevettem, sírtam, ez egy felejthetetlen történet.” Harlequin Junkie „Jaj,a szívem! Ez a könyv HATALMAS meglepetés volt! Többször is hangosan felnevettem, felzokogtam, időnként az ájulás kerülgetett! Ez a könyv az új kedvenc Vi Keeland-regényem!” – AC Book Blog Nem leszek a szeretőd! Elbocsátás helytelen magatartásért... Nem akartam elhinni.Kilenc éven át a belemet is kidolgoztam Amerika egyik legnagyobb cégének, és amikor hazaértem az Arubán töltött vakációról, egy hivatalos levélben kirúgtak. Csak azért, mert csináltunk egy videót a barátaimmal a nyaraláson... egy saját, személyes videót...Dühömben kinyitottam egy üveg bort, és megírtam a levelemet a csilliárdos vezérigazgatónak arról, hogy mit gondolok a cégéről és annak bevett gyakorlatairól. Nem gondoltam, hogy válaszol.Azt meg végképp nem gondoltam, hogy egyszer csak levelezőtársak leszünk a gazdag rohadékkal.Végül a pasi rájött, hogy szabálytalanul jártak el velem szemben, és visszakaptam az állásomat. De… nem ez volt az egyetlen, amit Grant Lexington meg akart tenni értem.Biztos, hogy nem megyek bele egy viszonyba a főnököm főnökének a főnökével! Még akkor sem, ha az illető nevetségesen jóképű, magabiztos és elbűvölő.Teljesen illetlen lenne,sőt, megbotránkoztató.Nagyjából olyan, mint a videó, ami miatt bajba kerültem.Két rossz nem tesz ki egy jót.De néha kétszer akkora buli lesz belőle...Vi Keeland a New York Times bestsellerszerzője új, szexi regénye egy különleges,szívmelengető, érzelmes, mégis humoros történetet mesél el egy mindent elsöprő szerelemről.

,,Brody Easton ördögien kívánatos rosszfiú." - Nose Stuck in a BookBrody Eastonnal a férfiöltözőben találkoztam először, az első munkanapomon mint profi sportriporter. A hírhedt irányító úgy döntött, lecsupaszítja magát előttem. Ezen nem azt kell érteni, hogy felfedte előttem a titkait. Nem. Ez az arrogáns alak a legelső kérdésem után leejtette a törülközőjét. Élő adásban.A Szuperkupa legsikeresebb játékosa új hobbit talált ki magának - hogy minél jobban megszorongasson engem. Amikor visszavágtam neki, már nem csak szakmailag akart megszorongatni. Azonban én nem randizok játékosokkal. És nem azért, mert azon ritka nők közé tartozom, akik a profi foci világában dolgoznak. Sportolóval szívesen járnék. De más típusú játékossal nem. Mindenki tudja, mire gondolok. Ez a típus jóképű, erős, öntelt, és mindig azon jár az esze, hogy kit tud ágyba vinni.Brody Easton pedig a legnagyobb játékos.Minden nő arra vágyott, hogy sikerüljön megváltoztatnia őt. De igazság szerint neki csak egy vágya volt: megtalálni azt a lányt, akiért érdemes megváltozni. Kiderült, hogy én voltam az a lány. Egyszerű, nem? Lássuk be: soha nem az. Az ,,egyszer volt, hol nem volt" és a ,,boldogan éltek, míg meg nem haltak" között elég sok minden történik.A New York Times és a USA Today bestsellerszerzője, Vi Keeland szexi, különálló történettel jelentkezik egy férfiról és egy nőről, akiknek a játék az élete, de be kell látniuk, hogy a szerelem pályáján a legbonyolultabbak a játékszabályok.,,A Nagy játékos humoros, friss, tele van flörttel, és rendkívüli módon magával ragad. Úgy éreztem, egy őrült hullámvasútra ültem fel!" - Sophie, Bookalicious Babes Blog,,Az évődés, a főszereplők közt meglévő kémia és a tüzes jelenetek együtt olyan csodálatos regényt adnak ki, amire egyszerűen nem elég az 5 csillag." - Tanya, Sugar Shack Book Blog,,A legelső oldaltól kezdve rabja voltam ennek a könyvnek. Van valami az írónő stílusában, ami minden alkalommal magával ragad, és nem ereszt." - Booklover4lifeblog,,Ez a regény egyszerre volt humoros, dögös, szívfacsaró és szívmelengető. Képtelen voltam letenni! Már az elejétől magába szippantott, és egészen a végéig imádtam úgy, ahogy volt!" - Cat,Cat's Guilty