C. M. Owens

What's the recipe to the ultimate disaster week?Three unruly friends.A wedding we shouldn't have been invited to.Two unexpected romances.A scoop of sexy.And a double scoop of chaos.Lydia is a good girl who is above revenge. Good thing she has us. No one cheats on our best friend and rides off into the sunset with his new bride.What was supposed to happen? Unleash hell like two badasses. It was a simple plan, but we failed to anticipate a few things. A rogue prosthetic, an accidental exorcism, and dominatrix strippers willing to take things way too far, just to name a few.What actually happened? As usual, nothing went as planned, especially when two sexy distractions popped into the mix. We were there to avenge our friend, not to get entangled with two cocky, arrogant men, who don't like to hear the word no. I was sure we could resist.I mean, it was only a week, right? What could happen in a week?Not intrigued enough? There's totally a duck in this story.Ah yeah. Now we have your undivided attention. Enjoy our chaos.#WorthIt

Everyone has secrets that define them, a past that has shaped them, and a game they play - whether they know it or not. Despite the fact they live next door to each other, Kade and Raya have never made an effort to speak, until a wild party, four frat boys, and... a bulldozer. Sterling Shore was supposed to be a new start for eighteen-year-old Raya Capperton. Everything was working out perfectly until her two roommates were expelled for a prank, leaving Raya with the house she couldn't afford on her own. Fate intervenes before she has the chance to find a new home, but she struggles to decide if it's divine luck or the devil's cruel sense of humor. Twenty-one-year-old Kade Colton has his life planned out, and everything he does is an elaborate game to aid him with his future endeavors. Coming from money has made Kade's life easy, but he wants to build his own name - his own future. The thing he doesn't realize... when you only put forth superficial effort, you only acquire superficial friends. Raya is torn between being amused or disturbed by Kade and his philosophy, but the drive behind his determination isn't what Raya expected. Little by little, her hatred fades and is replaced by emotions she never would have believed she could have for the rich jerk she desperately doesn't want to care about. Too bad you can't force yourself not to care. The problem is... Kade's shiny name can't be tarnished, and Raya has a jaded tie she can't cut loose. Nothing about them can work, nothing about them makes sense, but nothing can seem to stop them from trying. *Not suitable for anyone under the age of eighteen **No cliffhanger **New Adult Contemporary Romance **Descriptive sex **Language

Fate is just a made-up word used to give us hope or absolution. We find hope when we believe bad things happen to us for a reason. We find absolution when we feel as though the wrongs of our past were just fate's twisted design to bring us to our present, and all of it was out of our hands.Of course, I sort of change my mind after meeting Axle. The man with scars and haunted, cold eyes. The man who only warms when he is around me. The first man I believe won't cost me my life. The first man I've ever believed to actually be honorable, despite the fact he's a ruthless criminal.Only the craziest of fates could have put us in the paths of each other. More of a collision course, really.Life gets complicated. Shit happens. And I sort of fall harder than I thought possible.The first time we met, I was in my pajamas and cowering on the floorboard of his SUV, hiding from my very insane brother. Lovely first impression, I assure you.The second time we met, I was literally skating around a bunch of corpses, because I'm slightly crazy like that. Long story.Obviously my second impression had just as much impact as my first. Because he fell head-over-heels in love with me in that instant.Kidding. That last part is complete bullshit. Axle is far more complicated than insta-love nonsense. Which is one of my favorite things about him.Everything about us is perfectly complicated and wonderfully disastrous.It's what every girl dreams of...as long as they're as crazy as I am.And I'm just crazy enough to hold on, because I don't mind being the psycho chick in roller skates, who is flipping fate the bird when it tries to intervene again. It's just one of my quirks. Turns out, I'm Axle's brand of crazy too.Life should be really freaking interesting. Or catastrophic. Or psychopathic.I guess it depends on how much madness you can embrace.*Adult language*Sexual content*Violence*Not fit for someone who loves rainbows in books. Never mind. There's a rainbow in here.

SALEMJust some fun. Just one night of reckless, harmless, wild fun.That's what I told myself the night I hooked up with quite possibly the sexiest guy I've ever known. Only, I didn't want to KNOW him. Life is a series of temporary situations, or so it's always been for me. A future revolves around the next move, but I'm still the type to live in the moment on a seldom occasion, consequences be damned.Unless that moment happens to be unknowingly landing in bed with my brand new stepbrother. The universe is a mean, twisted jerk. And one consequence is that I have to be around him and get to know him. The worst consequence is the fact that Maverick Sterling, the infamous playboy who can't possibly be tamed, is really hard not to want more of once you've had a taste. So long as I'm not stupid enough to fall in love, it shouldn't be a big deal. Right?MAVERICKMy life has been blissfully simple for a really long time. I have a routine. I have friends. I have family. Yet everyone seems to have less and less time, since they're all sort of trying to be adults or what the hell ever. I blame them for the fact the only girl to ever ditch me without a backward glance is suddenly under my skin. I blame my father for the fact she's a new fixture in my life. Not that I knew that before I got a little overly friendly with my new stepsister. I mean, what are the odds? It shouldn't have been possible.But it happened. It figures the one girl I can't get out of my head is the one girl who doesn't want to be with me. At least in my head she's the only girl who doesn't want to be with me, because I tend to be arrogant like that. The point is, now she's everywhere I turn, yet she's marking a line in the sand that she thinks I really won't cross.Obviously she doesn't know me at all.*Can be read as a stand-alone*Sexual Content*Adult Language