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Flynn, lion alpha of the Bad Blood Crew, has had enough of fated mates. Every time one of his crew falls in love, a crap-ton of trouble rains down behind them. Besides, he’s…Flynn. Dominant. Uncompromising. Grumpy. Tactless. Hell, he likes things his way. The last thing he needs is a female who expects him to trip over his paws trying to make her happy. Flynn protects his people and keeps them alive—period. “Happy” is not in his vocabulary. Kira has been officially dead for twenty years—raised in secret after the Dragon House of Al-Maddeiri was wiped out in a clan war when she was only a child. But now her life is unraveling: her guardian is dead, and the magical binding that hides her true nature is breaking down. If the out-of-control magic doesn’t kill her, her enemies will. Her only hope is to hunt down the last surviving member of the Lion Guard—the one man who might have the power to save her. A lifetime ago, Flynn swore an oath to the House of Al-Maddeiri, to protect their princess with his life. Now she’s back from the dead, bristling with weapons and attitude—and wanting him to honor his promise. She might be the one woman who can take on the alpha of the Bad Blood Crew and change his mind about happily ever after—if she doesn’t get him killed first…
A little boy needed me. A grown man needed me. And I needed to let go of my V-card… Excitement and sadness are a rare combination, but that’s exactly how I felt when I went to work as my big brother’s best friend’s babysitter. Tossed away by his horrible mother, the two-year-old needed me desperately. I could be there for the poor boy. But I fell in love. With both the son and the father. My overprotective family wouldn’t mind my love for the child. But my love for the man who wasn’t supposed to be touching me at all? Well, no one was going to be okay with that. So I told the billionaire who was used to getting his way that we’d have to hide our relationship. Keep the steamy encounters a secret. I found out billionaires do not like to be kept hidden. So how long would I get to feel his phenomenal touch before we had to end it all?
It all started with the wrong Help Wanted ad. Of course it did. I’m a professional fluffer. It’s NOT what you think. I stage homes for a living. Real estate agents love me, and my work stands on its own merits. Sigh. Get your mind out of the gutter. Go ahead. Laugh. I’ll wait. See? That’s the problem. My career has used the term “fluffer” for decades. I didn’t even know there was a more… lascivious definition of the term. Until it was too late. The ad for a “professional fluffer” on Craigslist seemed like divine intervention. My last unemployment check was in the bank. I was desperate. Rent was due. The ad said cash paid at the end of the day. The perfect job! Staging homes means showing your best angle. The same principle applies in making a certain kind of movie. Turns out a “fluffer” doesn’t arrange decorative pillows on a couch. They arrange other soft, round-ish objects. The job isn’t hard. Er, I mean, it is — it’s about being hard. Or, well… helping other people to be hard. Oh, man… And that’s the other problem. A man. No, not one of the stars on the movie set. Will Lotham – my high school crush. The owner of the house where we’re filming. Illegally. In a vacation rental. By the time the cops show up, what I thought was just a great house staging gig turned into a nightmare involving pictures of me with an undressed star, Will rescuing me from an arrest, and a humiliating lesson in my own naivete. My job turned out to be so much harder than I expected. But you know what’s easier than I ever imagined? Having all my dreams come true.