Love Series: Book 3
Fresh out of rehab, Jacob Lopez is trying to rebuild his life from the ground up. When his sister, Kit finally found him, he was a mess. Running away from foster homes, selling drugs, and working for a bad man with a worse reputation on the streets of L.A. He’s ready to let his past go and move forward, but it isn’t ready to let go of him. Instead, it comes back to haunt him in the form of a red-headed woman he never expected to see after their one night together.
Ruby Red took over the family business when her mother died from an overdose. She’s working the streets as a prostitute to support her addiction, hoping one day she’ll have enough to get her daughter out of the foster care system that raised her. It isn’t until she recognizes Jacob, the only man that made her feel anything, that she doubts her decision to leave. For once, she wants to stay.
Time isn’t on their side when the biggest threat enters the picture again and wants revenge. Fueled by rekindled love and familiar hate, Jacob and Ruby have a choice to make: face the evil that threatens to tear everything apart or…not.
Kit Lopez is finally healing and stable after being rescued from the streets of L.A., where she earned her living as a prostitute. When her identity of caring for her family as a teenager shattered, she was left to pick up the pieces and needed a job to support herself. That job nearly broke her—body, mind, soul—and now Kit wonders if she can still fix everything and find the one person her heart beats for: her younger brother, Jacob.
Her current job in the Foster Care Youth Program at the Journey Center is keeping her grounded, but her time to find Jacob is running out. He will turn eighteen and age out of the system soon, just like she did. Desperate to find the brother that slipped through her fingers, Kit realizes more than anything that she needs help—the one thing she hates asking for and had promised herself to never need.
When longtime friend and rescuer, Beau, extends support and more, Kit realizes quickly she is at risk of losing her heart. In order to move forward, she’ll need to face the demons of her past, the love being offered in her present, and grapple with a future that may not include her brother. Kit just hopes that love is big enough to conquer her fears.
Love Series: Book 2
Love Series: Book 1
Andrea Strivers made one of the hardest decisions of her life alone in a sterile L.A. hospital room—twice. The thought of raising her own child made her cringe knowing just how much trauma was packed into her own childhood. These adoptions were final but living in the space of that eternal goodbye feels unbearable at times.
Alone and desperate to escape her reality, she will do whatever it takes to afford the drugs that ease her pain, the food that keeps her alive, and the gun out of her face. Even if that means dancing on a stage or sleeping with whomever her pimp sends her way.
It isn’t until an unlikely trio shows up on the streets one night not looking for sex, that she begins to wonder what else her life could be. She can’t take her eyes off of them, especially the tall, blond-haired man who holds every answer to every question in his hand and his smile.
They’re handing out roses filled with hope and, for the first time, Andrea starts to imagine a different life for herself. She wants to believe someone with her past is worth saving even though it seems impossible.
BRYN: I need a vacation. Yes, me, Bryn O'Riley, assistant to the assistant architect who had to sell a kidney (just kidding, Mom) in order to make this solo trip to Florida happen. Nothing will derail my plans—the ones I’ve carefully typed out and laminated.
Number one on the list: survive my first plane ride. How hard could it be to ride thousands of feet in the air, trapped inside a tin can at night?
Don’t answer that.
After breaking it off with my ex-fiancé, I'm not looking to settle down. I don’t need a man, a pet, or an InstantPot to make me happy. Just a vacation. For all my careful Googling, I forgot to prepare for a hot, single, surfer guy I met in the security line. His smile alone makes me want to take scissors to my plan.
Too bad they didn’t let me bring those on the plane.
REX: I should be on a flight back home to California, but surprise! I’m not. I’ve learned that some opportunities only come around once, and also that I’m not a cat person. But that’s a different story.
After meeting a beautiful woman with a label maker in her purse and a penchant for blood—my blood (it was an accident…I think)—I purchased a new ticket to alligator country.
She keeps reminding me that we’re strangers, but she’s also checking out my biceps. I’m not mad about it. I’m flattered, really. She’s the first girl to turn my head in a while.
And now I can't look away.
We have one flight to figure out if our relationship is cleared for take off or headed for a crash landing.
