Wynne Roman

ARDEN LOWELLNothing in my life has gone right in a long time. Finding my boyfriend in bed with my sister? Check. Losing my job? Check. Now I've arrived at my cousin's destination wedding without a room. My luck starts to change when the groom's brother offers to share his room with me. True Powell is a sweetheart--and he has a boyfriend. So why can't I stop thinking about him? TRUE POWELLI'm in love with Baz Calhoun, and he loves me. We've been together a while now, but something's missing. When I meet Arden Lowell at my brother's wedding, I'm glad to help her out. When I get to know her, I discover she just might be exactly the woman we've been looking for. A threesome. A m nage a trois. A triad. BAZ CALHOUNI fought hard to embrace my identity as a gay man. Or bisexual, as my boyfriend True reminds me. That might be so, but I don't want to jeopardize who I am. When I meet Arden Lowell, I'm shaken. Everything suddenly looks different. How can I want her the same way I want True? Can the three of us find happiness . . . together? **This is an adult rock star romance intended for mature audiences. Not appropriate for readers under 18.**No cliffhangers. Guaranteed HEA. This is Book 4 in the Wycked Obsession series, the beloved fantasy of romance between hot rock stars and the ordinary women who love them. While this is a stand-alone romance, your reading experience may be enhanced by starting with the first three book in the series: Wycked Crush, Wycked Rumors, and Wycked Escape (in that order).

BREE GALLAGHER Wycked Obsession-my brother's alternative rock band. More than that, it's the story of my five-year crush on the band's lead singer, Ajia Stone. When things at home turn bad, I get the chance to spend three months on tour with the band. Finally, it's my chance to make Ajia to see me as more than the band's mascot. Their baby girl. Or will the ugliness at home, the parties, the groupies, and my over-protective brother ruin my transformation and turn it all into a nightmare? AJIA STONE Wycked Obsession-the rock band that my buddy Knox Gallagher and I formed five years ago. His baby sister Bree has always been our biggest fan. Now things have changed. Bree's on tour with us, and suddenly she's not our baby girl anymore. She's a woman, and she's pushing every button I have. Can I go from a never-ending list of nameless, faceless girls to just one? I've done stuff I'm not proud of, don't deserve a happily-ever-after, so why does Bree make me want to believe otherwise?