Bucked A Blue Collar Bad Boys Book

Save a horse… Ruby Grant is dead-broke when she wins an all-inclusive vacation to Paradise Hotel in Wyoming. She can't wait to sip expensive champagne while lounging in a bathtub full of bubbles. To her horror, she discovers "Paradise" is actually Pair-A-Dice Ranch and nothing like the brochure. She's ready to hop on the next plane back to LA, but sexy cowboy Dusty Cassidy offers her an irresistible deal if she'll stay. This may not be the vacation she envisioned, but Dusty is just the man for her needs—whether he knows it or not, he's going to be her first lover. Ride a cowboy… Dusty can't decide if Ruby is an angel in white or the daughter of the devil. Her curves are so dangerously sexy they should be outlawed. All his time and energy belongs to the ranch, so he definitely doesn't need a pretty little city girl tempting him away from his chores. Fortunately, she'll only be on the ranch for a week, so he won't have to worry about any expectations. But when her vacation comes to an end, will he be able to let her go? Author's confession: Yeehaw! You know by now that I love my tropes. If you love cowboys, Dusty is going to steal your freaking heart faster than he steals Ruby's virginity. If you're tired of billionaires and want a real man hero, this book is for you. It doesn't hurt that, like all my bad boy heroes, he's really a gooey alphamallow on the inside. (If you're one of my "safe read" lovers, you can rest easy. No other woman drama here.)

After serving five years of a ten-year sentence for a crime I didn't commit, coming home after being vindicated should be my triumph. All I want is the life I was supposed to have as the once golden boy of this town—a thriving farm, a strong family, and a house full of kids. I guess I should have learned by now that nothing is fair, and I'll have to work just as hard to make it on the outside as I did to survive in prison. The fields are fallow, my house is falling down around my nearly catatonic father, and my ex-girlfriend is somebody else's wife now. But I'm not giving up. I'll replant the crops, fix the house, and find a wife. Not in that order, because a man has needs, and mine have been denied too long. The quirky, extra-curvy waitress at the diner could use someone looking out for her, and I need a favor in return. Starting with a baby. This farmer is about to take a wife. I hope she's ready for me. Author's Confession: Well, there's a lot of plowing and seeding on the farm, yeah? Prepare yourself accordingly. (If you like alpha hero, bbw heroine, insta-everything set in a small town you are set.)

Anker Beck is just doing his time tapping kegs at the neighborhood pub while he socks away money for his dream: to own his own brewery. What he doesn't have time for are relationships, but not being interested seems to make the women in the bar want him more. That's when she starts coming in. Mousy, plump Annabelle Rogers, roommate of his co-worker. She brings her books to the pub and seems to do everything she can to stay invisible. So why does he keep noticing her? One night, when a female patron is getting particularly handsy with him, he tells everyone that Annabelle is his girlfriend and kisses her in front of the whole bar. She has every right to be mad, but the mousy girl surprises him with a challenge: She'll pretend to be his girlfriend to keep the women away if he agrees to help her with one little thing: losing her virginity. With a catch. He absolutely isn't allowed to fall in love with her. Author Confession: It's a role reversal for the bartender to give the customer the tip, isn't it? There's also tapping, dry hopping, and some thick foamy head—it is a bar after all. But do you really think I could write an alphamallow who doesn't fall head over heels for the mousy, plump girl? I think you all know me better than that by now. Let's hear it for BBW love and blue collar heroes!

What the heck is an alphamallow? That's the word Brill and her fans came up with to describe the heroes in her books. These guys are alpha to the core: virile, a little primal, and good with their hands. But when these hunky, strapping men fall for the loves of their lives, we discover they have ooey gooey marshmallow hearts. It's the best combination, right? The bigger they are, the harder they fall...and the Blue Collar Bad Boys in this bundle are a testament to that. Get four books in one for a delicious price and watch as the bouncer, the carpenter, the oil rigger, and the tow truck driver find a forever kind of love with women who are quirky, a little nerdy, and a lot adorable. Women just like you and me. You won't miss billionaire heroes once you spend some time with these real men. Your book boyfriend is in here. Go get him. Included in this Alphamallow Boxset are: Bounced Nailed Drilled Wrecked For readers who love: JA Huss, Sam Crescent, Cassandra Dee, Madison Faye, Alexa Riley, Carly Phillips alphamallow, alpha hero, nerdy heroine, colledge student, real men, real man, instalust, instalove, bbw, roommates, friends to lovers, older man younger woman

He's a warrior with no battle. A cop with no bad guy. A man with no purpose. When my best friend and ERU partner was blown up by a bomb I should have been able to defuse, I vowed to never let anyone get that close again. I'm just drifting through life, and that's okay with me. If I can't feel, I can't hurt. Until I meet my neighbor. I've been doing my best to avoid the too-pretty pregnant girl next door. She stirs too many things inside me I have no business feeling. She's too young, too fresh, too pregnant with someone else's kid for me to be fantasizing about. Until the day I can't ignore her anymore. Hillary is a born caretaker, but nobody takes care of her. She's alone in the world, but not for much longer, not with the way that baby dances in her belly. She's all the things I try to stay away from—optimistic, uncommonly sweet, and oh, yeah, she's somehow still a virgin. Author's Confession: You read that right. She's a pregnant virgin. I probably don't need to say anything else to get you to one-click at this point, but I'll go ahead and tell you the bomb technician will make your heart go BOOM. He's the alpha caretaker you want guarding your six. And your nine…

After being cleaned out by her bigamist embezzling husband, socially awkward academic Tru Stanhope finds herself with one remaining asset: a dive bar in the podunk town of Brazen Bay. Well, half a bar. The other half is owned by the infuriatingly hot Nash McKendrick. He doesn't want to sell and he really doesn't want his once silent business partner to have anything to do with his one true love--the pub. Nash liked his solitary life just fine before highbrow and pretentious Tru brought trouble, and her little yappy dog, to darken his door. She may be intellectual, but she knows nothing about the real world and shockingly less about men. He's pretty sure he can handle the mousy little scholar, he just needs to figure out what makes her tick. She's just a woman, after all. And women tend to fall all over themselves around him. He'll just lay on the charm, sweet talk her into doing what he wants, and send her on her way to a life better suited for her so he can get back to his. But Tru has different ideas. She's tired of the sheltered life she's lived until now. She wants to experience real passion, a real career, and a real purpose in life. And she's decided Nash is going to help her with all three. Author Confession: Nash could have any woman he wanted, so I deliberately gave him the one he doesn't want. Because authors are evil and I like trouble. I hope you enjoy the opposites attract trope as much as I love writing it. This is book #2 in the Love in Brazen Bay series, but they are standalone. HEA guaranteed. For fans of steamy romance, romantic comedy, and new adult romance. If you like Jill Shalvis, Alexa Riley, and Lauren Blakely, you'll love Brill Harper's new small town romance series.

Her summer of raw emotion and unbridled passion... Bliss Camden didn’t know what she was signing up for when the employment agency sent her to the Wylder Colt Ranch as a live-in housekeeper for best friends and ranch owners, Levi Colt and Wylder Madison. The two rough, ready, and wild cowboys make her feel things she’s never felt before...things she shouldn’t feel about her employers. Wicked things. Things they want to teach her all about. It’s wrong. It’s primal. It’s delicious. She’s not experienced enough to deal with one dominating cowboy, much less two. Besides, they’d never look twice at a frumpy wallflower like her...would they? Author Confession: I see you, reader. I know what you want. Alphamallow heroes and awkward, nerdy heroines. It’s a ranch, so there might be roping, riding, and wrangling. Ahem. And the swords. They touch.

He said/she said in the age of the internet… My job as a dating guru for men has earned me the nickname of Mr. Virile and I have no plans on giving up my reign as bachelor. I have a reputation to uphold, especially with the release of my book coming up. Men count on me and my YouTube channel and website to help them find the alpha male inside. But a publicity stunt goes wrong and now I have to pretend to date, Holly, "the girl next door" blogger who hates my website and doles out the opposite advice to her many feminist subscribers. She says I'm exactly the kind of guy she cautions her readers and podcast listeners away from and she's right. She says I'll never get her into my bed. I say she won't regret it when I'm there. As long as we both remember this is all for fun, nobody will get hurt. I don't have a heart, so I'm in no danger of losing it to her, right? Author confession: I wanted to put this book in the Blue Collar Bad Boy series because Dane is such a bad, bad boy. But he's not blue collar—he likes his expensive suits and his urban reputation. Or does he? If you like opposites attract and enemies to lovers and watching the big Alpha fall head over heels in love, step on in. Oh, and there's a big, dopey dog and lots of he said/she said. Has the girl next door tamed the most virile man alive, or is she just another notch on the bedpost?