Truly by Carmel Rhodes

The summer after senior year was supposed to be the best summer of my life.⁣⁣⁣
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It was supposed to be full of adventure and self-discovery and making love under the stars.⁣⁣⁣
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It was supposed to be about losing myself and finding my way.⁣⁣⁣
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Only, it wasn’t supposed to start like this.⁣⁣⁣
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I wasn’t supposed to go to that party.⁣⁣⁣
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He wasn’t supposed to notice me.⁣⁣⁣
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The hot jock with the trust fund and chip on his shoulder.⁣⁣⁣
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My ex-boyfriend’s half-brother.⁣⁣⁣
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Noah Tedesco is so far out of my league he might as well be playing a different game.⁣⁣⁣
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Noah wasn’t supposed to look twice at a girl like me, but he did.⁣⁣⁣
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Now that I’m on his radar, my life will never be the same.⁣⁣⁣
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Truly is a dark, coming of age romance that explores themes like NON-CON DUB-CON, and happily ever after.

Cherry Bomb by Carmel Rhodes

My heart doesn’t beat, it ticks. It’s been that way since I was sixteen years old and I caught my sister in bed with my boyfriend. I gave my heart to a boy who didn’t deserve it, then spent the next few years indulging in hard drugs and even harder sex. Life is easier when you don’t get attached. Casual. No commitments. That’s the rule. At least it was before he came along. Cash Davidson is the tattooed prince who walked into the restaurant where I work and turned my life upside down. He is everything I never knew I needed. There’s just one problem Tick. Tick. Tick. He’s my best friend’s dad.
Boom.

Lithium Tides (Lithium Springs#2) by Carmel Rhodes

Whose bed is this?
That was Kensie’s first thought as she peeled her eyes open to find herself in an unfamiliar room. She noted the crumpled red dress, tiny black thong, and Louboutin heels in the corner.

Whose arms are these?
That was her second thought as the tattooed arms engulfing her tightened their grip. Her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Carefully, without waking up the man behind her, she reached for it. The name on the display read Prince Charming.

“Hello?”

“How are you still asleep at one in the afternoon?” Trey’s familiar baritone rang in her ear.

“Long night,” she rasped. The man behind her chuckled, his mouth warm on her ear.

“Well, wake up. My flight leaves in an hour and I can’t wait to see you.”

“I can’t wait,” she said weakly.

What have I done?
That was her third thought as the weight of her recklessness consumed her.

She cheated.

She was a cheater.

Lithium Tides: Book Two in the Lithium Springs Series. A Complete Standalone Novel.

Pretty Little Mess by Carmel Rhodes

I’m having an out-of-body experience. At least…I think. Isn’t that what it’s called when your spirit abandons you to watch—from a safe distance, with the appropriate amount of judgement—while you make questionable decisions?

Yup, one of those.

I want to shout, “STOP, ELLIE, DON’T DO IT!” But spirit me doesn’t have a voice. So I watch as she…I…we? makes a sex contract with her…our…new boss.

This is a good time to mention the 45-minute HR meeting we sat through last month expressly forbidding this sort of thing.

In our defense, Max is ridiculously hot, and I…we may have accidentally quit.

With a sigh, I look down at the bodies pressed against the wall of the executive office.

Yup, we’re totally screwed.

Detention (Kinky Adventures Book 2) by Carmel Rhodes

When Natalie Storm bounces into my office one Friday afternoon, I groan. Four years ago, Nat was a model student, straight A’s and a list of extracurriculars a mile long. Now, at eighteen, she’s trouble with a capital T.

“What did you do this time?” I ask, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“I may have been getting high.” She shrugs. “And Riley Travers head may have been between my legs when Mrs. Stein caught us.”

“Why does it feel like there’s another and coming?”

“Annnnnnd, my skirt is too short.” Standing, she turns and presents me with her backside. “See.”

I groan again. This girl needs to be taught a lesson, and I’m the perfect man for the job.

Detention is a part of the Kinky Adventures world. It’s a short and steamy look at what happens after happily ever after.