When Rosalie moves to the Outer Banks for the summer, sparks fly with the local lifeguard. *** British socialite Rosalie Harrington enjoys the power and respect that her position as Queen Bee brings, so she's horrified to hear that she'll be spending the summer in a remote American coastal town. With opportunistic friends and a rocky relationship, it's the worst time to leave London, and she drags her heels all the way to the Outer Banks. One day into her so-called holiday, a careless mistake has Rosalie fighting against a rip current. Fortunately, the local lifeguard is on hand to help. Brent might be an expert at saving troubled swimmers, but he is drowning in problems of his own and is far from impressed by this tourist's recklessness. The two of them couldn't be more different, but their attachment to the beach forces them together and sparks fly as they try to ignore the sizzling chemistry that soon develops. Rosalie and Brent are both about to learn that it's not just the ocean where there is more beneath the surface than meets the eye. Achievements: 2015 Wattys Winner #1 in Romance 𝗔𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: ❌ I do not use generative AI to write my books. ❌ I do not consent to my books being used to train AI models. ❌ I do not consent to my books being used to create AI-generated content.

Sequel to Better Off Alone • Macey Littlefield has only ever wanted to get away. And now, she finally has the chance. But it will mean leaving behind her last summer with her friends and stepping into a commitment even bigger than she realizes. She meets new people and realizes that the publishing world and the City aren't for everyone. Maybe not even her. ••• "What do you want?" I ask, cautious. He's still smirking. "Are you... jealous?" The laughter peals from within me, unable to remain kept in. "Jealous!? Please! I am not even the slightest of attracted to you." Mr. Fancy British Man smirks again and leans in very close to me. I feel my eyes involuntarily take in his handsome features: the sun kissed skin, the line of stubble, the smirking lips, the pair of dimples, the light brown hair, and finally, the hazel eyes. It would be ten times easier to resist him if he was physically unattractive. "Still not attracted to me?" He growls sexily, his breath fresh and warm on my face. I stare him back. "Not. At. All." (#392 in Chick Lit - 17 November 2016)

Gemma has many theories on life, but being better off alone is her biggest one. That is, until it's being questioned by a boy from her past. ••• I smirk at Larkin, but he only flicks an eyebrow up at me in challenge. Damn it, why is he so confident? I can barely even look at him without my stomach turning and my mind flashing back to the wedding reception. #55 in ChickLit (2 November 2018) *** {Story is original. I am inspired by events I've seen or heard. Do not copy my work please. If you want me to check out your stories just shoot me a message.} Love always, Samantha

Hannah Taylors finally gives in to her desperation and does one of the stupidest things a girl can do to grab her unapproachable long-time crush Jonah Gibbs' attention: spill soda on his white shirt and leave a motherfrigging red blotch on it. Accidentally... on purpose.