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About DC Renee
DC Renee is a contemporary romance fiction author who tends to write stand alone novels that always shock you with a twist. She's been writing all her life. It started with adorable rhyming poems as a kid for anniversary and birthday presents, moved onto monologues and short stories as a teen, then transitioned to fan fictions before she found the courage to publish a book.
DC lives in sunny and (mostly) warm Los Angeles with her husband and their two toddlers - a girl and boy that want to "work just like mama," often climbing in her lap and "writing" on her computer. She's very close with her entire family - extended included, and her sister is her muse.
When she's not working, writing, and spending time with the family, she loves watching mindless TV, tinkering with diy projects, and of course, reading.
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Well, I was okay-ish.
I was missing love, missing that happily ever after like my friends Elodie and Hollis had, like the kind plenty of their friends did, like Lincoln and Melody, and many others.
And then life happened, and things fell apart…for Lincoln. But Elodie was Elodie, so she knew how to draw me in to help.
So, help I did, which led to friendship, which led to my stupid heart being involved. Except it was only my heart involved.
That was what I did to keep things the way they were.
The problem was, it was getting harder and harder to deny my heart, and Lincoln was making it easier and easier to love him.
And our friendship was growing, even outside of the walls of the Park Avenue Pick-Up.
But that was all it was. Friendship.
As long as I kept telling myself that, then I would be fine, right? If I believed it, then maybe my heart would too.
But then he found out about our link. (He didn’t remember me anyway – so it didn’t even count, right?)
Either way, it forced us to look at some hard truths…about the heart. Our hearts.
Insert happily ever after here, right?
See…life didn’t usually happen just once. It tended to make things fall apart often.
And ours was no exception.
It was supposed to be a straight-forward contest. Everyday heroes. May the best one win.
I was going to shine, to show my own hero, Sidney, that I had what it takes to make it at Modern Family. Not to mention, I’d get to learn from her. Well, that part I did. Learn, that is.
And I even had the perfect contestant, the one I knew was going to win it all. Noah Shields, doctor and hottie. I’m talking the “you can scrub me down anytime you want, doctor” type of hottie. One problem. He didn’t want anything to do with the contest. Or me. He didn’t think he deserved the hero title.
He was wrong.
He was a hero. No, correction, he is a hero. He just needed a push to see it for himself without letting the demons from his past and the heartache he was harboring taint the good man he truly was.
I was just supposed to help him see – from the goodness of my own heart. That’s the thing, I involved my heart. And when that sucker came into play, I was no longer playing for him to win the contest. I was playing for him to win at life…not just survive…and I was playing with my whole heart. Because it was his.
And now the contest was over, and I’m left standing alone, wondering if his heart isn’t too damaged to be in it too.
A contemporary romance collection featuring 21 Fabulous Stories by 21 Talented Authors
Contemporary Romance, Romantic Comedy, Paranormal Romance, Romantic Suspense, Second Chance Romance, Shifters--Sweet to Heat.. it's all included in this anthology based on an Irish Pub that seems to make wishes come true.
C. J. Corbin: A Morning Kiss You see ghosts?
DC Renee: A Great Love Story My heart was no longer mine. I hadn’t realized that until this moment. That it belonged to Zach, and it would go with him, be with him, follow him wherever he went.
Denise Wells: Breezy Like Sunday Morning One secret fantasy. Two changed realities.
Ember-Raine Winters: Hidden Fate They weren’t supposed be together, they weren’t even friends. They could only be enemies.
Faith Ryan: Love is Blind “I want to know what it feels like to possess you; body, heart, and soul. To own all of you the way you own me.”
Halo Roberts: Lonely Hearts Stormy seas hit the Lovely Hearts Cruise
Jessalyn Jameson: Wished for You One night. One wish. One sexy blast from the past. At the Storybook Pub, wishes come true… and reality isn’t always as it seems.
Kenzie Rose: Hearts Collide My heart is beating out of my chest when I think of her…
Kristine Dugger: Love at First Brew Beer me, baby. Oh, just like that. Beer me.
Lane Martin: Irish Twins Two brothers, one Storybook ending.
Mary Dean: Trading Lives Sometimes the chaser helps with the burn.
Mary Rogers: The Show’s Not Over What’s harder than your first love breaking your heart on national television? Taking a chance on the one who did it.
Mayra Statham: Taking Chances How do two awful first dates turn into the best night ever? With the magic of Storybook Pub of course!
Naomi Springthorp: For One Lass One night changed my life. His darkness became my light.
Pepper North: The Scent of Her Sometimes fate matches two people. Or is the magic of the Storybook Pub at work once again?
Rayne Elizabeth: Bewitched by the Bartender Whatever you call it—voodoo, magic, serendipity—just say yes!
Tarrah Anders: Speakeasy What’s on your menu?
Teri Kay: Coming Home Tonight, I’m not going to let the one who got away, get away.
Tessa McFionn: Wishes and Whiskey "Wait. You wished...for me?"
Tonya Clark: Hidden Wings Falling is just the beginning… Her secret is going to change both their lives.
ZN Willett: Art Life Does art imitate life or is it the other way around?
And then Carter Anderson pushed his way into my world. Gorgeous, of course, charming, naturally, and cocky, a given—he called himself my friend and broke through every one of my carefully constructed walls.
Cue the “happily ever after,” right? Wrong.
This isn’t some fairy tale where the ugly duckling turns into a beautiful swan, and once the beauty beneath is revealed, all is right in the world. This is real life. When things seem too good to be true, it’s because they usually are. And when people say your past will come back to bite you, they mean it. And trust me, it does.
Which is why I didn’t hesitate. I dropped it all—my life, my career, my home—and left New York, with my sisters, to come back and run my mom’s business when she got sick.
Cleaning wasn’t my thing, but my mom was damn good at it. So much so that her maid service was doing well with some pretty rich clientele.
He’d been one of them. I’d pictured a stuffy old man with a trophy wife, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
Young. Hot. Rich. Charming. Sinful.
Though I hated him on sight, that didn’t stop me from wanting him.
So, I took him…and that should have been all. Just sex, no strings. And I’d return to my life in New York when my mom was better.
But that damn thin line…always getting in the way…
Maid to Hate…or Maid to Love?
And what was I supposed to do when I needed money to take care of my mom? Sell my body, of course…well, now this sounded like the beginning of a bad porno…and you know what? It sort of was…the porno part, at least, not the “bad.”
Oh, no, there was absolutely nothing bad about Chase, my best friend’s brother, my best friend’s hot brother. He also happened to be the one to buy me – well, save me.
And the gentleman that he was, that was all he planned to do with me. Too bad, I had other plans, the down-and-dirty kind of plans. And this was my one shot at finally being with the forbidden fruit that was Chase.
Good news…he didn’t live up to his name…I didn’t have to chase too hard. I just had to convince him that he’d already saved me…now it was time to break me.
I wasn’t a damn statistic.
I was a person, and I deserved to be treated as such.
But that was a foreign concept to Dr. Elias Kupmen, so I set out to prove him wrong. I’d be the best freaking compassionate doctor ever. And I succeeded.
Then I returned to the place that started it all eight years earlier.
He wouldn’t be there after all this time, right? I wouldn’t have to face him, yeah?
The answer to those questions was a big, fat NO.
Elias was still there and still an asshole. But now, I wasn’t his patient; I was his colleague. I was the one unafraid to call him out and spar with him.
Until the tables were turned. And just like that, I got a chance to really prove him wrong. That’s all, though, nothing more…certainly not falling for the asshole…
We were two dueling doctors, but in every battle, there’s always a winner. Which one of us would it be?
Step into a Storybook Pub to experience the magical hospitality of proprietor Kole O’Shea.
From bewitched bartenders to time travel and a singles cruise in Storybook Pub. To reminding us all about the spirit of Christmas, a sexy Santa, and a naughty reindeer in Storybook Pub Christmas Wishes.
What wishes will Kole have in store? Love? Fantasy? Second chances? Your dreams will be fulfilled.
Storybook Pub 2... Where wishes come true!
C. J. Corbin
Victoria J. Hyla
It was no secret that Megan Verona was raped. It crippled her being, turning her from a vibrant young woman to someone who feared intimacy. After years of struggling, she decided to seek help with a therapist, Declan Connors, in hopes of being able to finally have a relationship. Declan wanted to help Megan; he wanted to help everyone who sought his aid, but she was different. She consumed his thoughts until he could no longer deny his feelings. He hadn’t expected to fall for her and fall hard, but he did. It was a wonder when she returned some of his sentiment. But, like everyone, Declan also has a past, one riddled with pain and anguish, one he hadn’t fully dealt with.
If helping Megan brought out his own shadows, what did loving her do? How do both their pasts play a role in their future? Most importantly, can they conquer the past that threw them together?
Not in the way you probably think, though. It wasn’t a promise to take care of her because it was love at first sight. It was a promise to let her know, to let her know just what happened …
Yes, she was beautiful, perfect really, but what I saw made her ugly. So, I broke my promise because she didn’t deserve to know.
And then I took her because she deserved to suffer the way I had—emotionally. Alone even when surrounded by people. Lonesome for eternity.
She’d be my wife so she could live beside me, never finding love but only the indifference and hate I bestowed upon her. Who would want that kind of life by choice? Who would want to shackle themselves to a scarred man—both physically and mentally? I didn’t give her a choice. I gave her an ultimatum, and she couldn’t refuse. And I vowed she’d live a lonely life with a husband right beside her.
That’s the thing about vows … Sometimes, they are broken. And promises? Sometimes, you manage to keep them even when you don’t want to.
He was gorgeous, with dark tousled hair, full lips, a strong jaw, and a body deserving of a magazine cover. He was rich and cared for his mother deeply. On paper, he was the perfect husband. The problem? He was my husband.
I dreamed of a fairytale love story for as long as I could remember. I dreamed of a boy to fall head over heels for me and treat me like the sun rose and set at my feet, especially after living in the shadow of my perfect sister and never feeling good enough for my family. When I decided to earn my parents’ love in a dramatic fashion, I’ll admit that I never imagined marrying him would end up part of the bargain.
The kicker? Enzo Faust didn’t want to marry me, either. And yet, here we are, a man that I both fear and loathe is my “I do…for better or worse.” I just didn’t anticipate that it’d be more ‘worse’ than ‘better.’
I’m Paige Stiles, and here’s my story.
He tried to fight his love for me. I was the first girl he ever let in because he’d vowed never to love. He didn’t want the fallout a heartbreak would create. But he said dating me, marrying me, loving me … the whole nine yards was inevitable for him too.
With a love like that, there could be no room for heartbreak, right?
Well, see … that’s the thing about loving someone so hard. You don’t always share everything about yourself, at least not until it’s too late … until the person is so deep inside you that you hope they won’t want to leave. That’s what I like to call love’s deception.
And that’s what Nolan counted on.
What could go wrong? Oh, only everything … only the one thing he feared in the first place … heartbreak. Too bad it wasn’t just a matter of walking away … it was more, a lot more. It was life, death, and everything in between. It was love, and it was deception.