Bad Boys of the Bayou Books

The strip club owner’s grandson and the preacher’s granddaughter? Yep, that sounds about right for Bad, Louisiana. Bad boy Jase Hawkins didn’t mean to get naughty with good girl, Priscilla Williams. And certainly not in her grandpa’s church. It just kind of happened. But he’s thought about that night for ten years. Which is more of an annoyance than an actual problem. Until he comes back to his tiny hometown where there’s no chance in hell of avoiding the preacher’s granddaughter he can’t quite get over. Especially now that she works for the mayor and her boss has given her one very important assignment—find out what the hell Jase is doing with his grandfather’s old strip club and get rid of him. That’s fine with Jase. As soon as he gets the building renovated and sold, he’ll head out and never look back. But Cilla has other plans. She needs the building, and his help, to prove herself to the mayor. Her mother. Fine. He’ll give her what she wants. But he’s going to get something out of this deal too. And what he wants is her .

Her mama always said the women in their family were hotblooded… And it’s been causing Brooke Donovan trouble her whole life. But it wasn’t until her mother took on the most powerful man in Bad, Louisiana, that Brooke truly realized the daughter of the town rebel didn’t stand a chance. When she left, it was supposed to be for good. But now, thanks to her late husband’s deal with their hometown, she’s back in the last place on earth she wants to be. Temporarily. As soon as her debts are paid off, she’s outta here. Until in walks the one man who can make her rethink everything. Dr. Nick Silver fixes things. So, when he learns his uncle is responsible for Brooke losing her husband, his sense of honor drives him across two states to make amends. Instead of a broken woman, though, he finds a gorgeous, feisty physician’s assistant trying to survive in a town that wants her gone. She also has a mile-high fence built out of pride—and a clinic that’s at risk of going belly up. She may not want his money, but the clinic? He can fix that. He just never expects that in setting Brooke back on her feet, he’ll be swept right off his own.

What do you do when your hero turns out to be the guy who hates your guts? Sabrina Cassidy is turning her life around. Sure, it’s about six weeks too late. Sure, she should have said no to those umbrella drinks on the beach. And to the hot guy who flirted her skirt right off. Okay, she probably should have said no to the whole girls weekend in the first place. But now she is definitely getting her act together. Right after she figures out what to do about her broken down car that’s stranded her six hours from home with no money, a ruined credit history…and morning sickness. Out of options, she swallows her legendary independent streak and calls the only person who won't hang up on her. Luke. The best friend that she’s never really deserved. Oh hell no. There is no way Marc Sterling is going to let his brother get all twisted up by Sabrina again the way he was all through high school. That means letting her think she's talking to Luke when she calls and then using his six-hour drive to “rescue her” to figure out a plan to send her sweet ass in the opposite direction ASAP. But when they’re stuck overnight in a motel room together, there's something in the air besides their customary insults. Sure, her rebellious attitude, smart mouth, and purple panties still drive him crazy, but now it's a different kind of crazy. The kind that has him driving her home instead of to the nearest airport. And when Luke steps up to be her hero, as always, Marc realizes he's completely forgotten whose heart he wanted to protect in the first place.

“You’ve been moping around long enough. Let me show you how these guys should be treating you.” Bailey Davis does not have bad taste in men. She’s just had some relationships that haven’t worked out. That’s totally normal. And she now has one broken engagement. Big deal. And an ex-fiancé who cheated on her. Okay maybe she has bad taste in men. At least the ones she plans to marry. But when it comes to lusty crushes on ex-roommates and hot best friends? Oh, yeah, there she’s chosen very well. Luke Hamilton is the whole package. Handsome, funny, charming, sexy, and beloved by the entire town. And now he thinks he needs to help Bailey get out of her everything-sucks funk. Well, crap. That’s a terrible idea, of course. A terrible, tempting, I-want-that-but-no-way idea. Because they’ll definitely end up sleeping together. Nothing gets a girl out of a funk faster than a really good…other F word. And she knows Luke is such a good friend that he’ll totally do her that “favor”. But she is ready to move on. She has a job interview on Monday. In another state. She doesn’t need anything complicating that decision. Still, when she walks into the New Orleans bar expecting a simple, platonic night out with a friend and finds Luke instead, she gives into the inevitable. A no holds barred wall banging-sheet ripping night. And another. And another. But she is going to move on and make some good decisions for a change when the weekend is over. Even if that means leaving her heart behind with Luke when she goes.

A fling, a funeral, and a little falling in love... just another weekend in Bad, Louisiana Physical therapist Christopher Gilmore is back in Bad, Louisiana, for the reading of the will of his friend and mentor, Patrick Faucheaux. Christopher expects a small memento from the man he considered a father figure. He gets far more—including the task of sorting through Patrick’s belongings with the help of his beautiful, sassy daughter, and fellow PT, Regan. Who just happens to be the woman Christopher had a hot, spontaneous encounter with the night before. Awkward. And amazing. Like all the residents of Bad, Regan grew up adoring Patrick, which made learning he was her father—just days before his death—feel like the ultimate betrayal. She wants nothing from the man who cheated her out of having a father, and even less from his adoring ex-student. Too bad she can’t get Christopher’s kisses out of her head. Forced to work in close quarters, Regan and Christopher succumb to their scorching chemistry as they sift through Patrick’s life, learning things about him neither knew—both good and bad. As Regan’s bitterness toward her father fades, Christopher’s admiration for the man also dims. Discovering his role model was a flawed human has Christopher questioning his judgment in other areas…like his feelings for the man’s daughter. Is his attraction to Regan the real deal? Or is this all just a really bad idea?

She might be the teacher in the classroom. But she wants this bad boy to teach her everything he knows in the bedroom. The biggest bad boy of all is back in town and he’s got some unfinished business with the class goody-two-shoes. But as much as he’d like some revenge on the snitch who got him kicked off the championship football team, he’s ten years older and he knows there are more important things. Most days. Like the opportunity to come home, atone for past sins, and prove he’s ready to give back to his hometown. And he knows just the person to help him—the same woman who brought him down all those years ago. As a well-respected and beloved teacher, if Annabelle is willing to take a chance on him, everyone will know Jackson’s a new man. But he’s not the only one who’s changed. Though she’s just as smart as he remembers, Annabelle is also sweet, kind, loyal—and hiding some sexy surprises behind her flowery skirts and her cool attitude. Suddenly proving himself to the town might be more difficult than he’d thought. Because while Jackson may have shed most of his wild ways, turns out nothing stirs his inner bad boy quite like Annabelle.

If you like bad boys who fall first, determined women who fight for what they want, lots of dirty talk, and quirky weird small towns… this one’s for you! Carter Shaw isn’t a man anyone would mistake for a nice guy. He has always been intense, up for anything and fearless—on the football field, when wearing his badge, and in the bedroom. But he never confuses pleasure for love. His unstable upbringing was more than enough to scare him off commitments for good. Until he meets Lacey Andrews. A true do-gooder, Lacey is the only woman to ever make Carter wish he was a better man. It’s probably a good thing his friend and partner fell in love with her first. Even when Garrett dies in the line of duty, Carter knows he can’t give Lacey everything she wants and needs. Until she shows up on his doorstep in nothing but a trench coat and blue lingerie. Now there may be a few things he can offer... Losing her fiancé has only proven how short life is and Lacey doesn’t want to miss another moment of happiness. Carter is her best friend and she knows he’s the only one who can make her feel alive again. But she wants to be a part of more than his bedroom. And as stubborn as Carter is, he clearly hasn’t met a woman who’s madly in love before. Until now.

She’s a small-town tomboy mechanic. He’s a big-city, suit-wearing nerd. Opposites not only attract…they combust. Nolan Winters left his hometown after high school, wanting bigger things than Bad, Louisiana could offer. Years later, he’s a popular journalist, and a bestselling author, working on his second book—a biography about one of Louisiana’s most beloved football coaches, Bad’s very own Coach Karr. Now Nolan’s finding himself home a lot more often. For research. Yeah. That’s the story he’s sticking to. He’s not coming home for sexy, sweet local mechanic, Miranda Doyle. Nope. Not at all. Randi’s a born-and-bred Bad girl, more than content to stay there forever. Football, steady work, family and friends…her small hometown has everything she needs. And lately, something she wants—Nolan Winters. Never much of an athlete, Nolan asks football fanatic Randi for help on the ins and outs of the game for his new book. It isn’t long before Randi would rather help the hot nerd in and out of other things…like her bedroom, and definitely his clothes. She’s a C-average ex-cheerleader. He’s an A-plus bookworm. Their differences could keep their engines running hot…or steer them straight toward a crash and burn.