The LOVE AT FIRST BARK series will be here June 1st! I’m so excited for this fun must-love-dogs romance series. 

When it comes to love, everybody has hard limits. Lines that can’t be crossed. Boxes that must be ticked. For the heroes and heroines in this series, there’s just one limit, line, and box: “Love me, love my dog.” (or dogs!)

Join fifteen of your favorite romance authors for stories that’ll tug on your heart, tickle your funny bone, and heat up your Kindle! It’s more than puppy love for these couples, it’s love at first bark!

My book in this series releases June 3rd. You can preorder DOGGY STYLE for 99¢ (price goes up to $2.99 USD on release day).

When Dev sees his missing dog in an online advertisement for pet clothing, his only goal is to get his dog back…until he meets the dog’s new owner.
Sometimes, you have to let your heart off the leash…

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Just when I think my life’s finally coming together to form something other than a tangled mess, an angry stranger marches into my shop and demands I hand over my dog. The dog I rescued from a country road. The dog that rescued my soul, then inspired me to create Doggy Style, my new business.

Mr. Angry From the City insists my dog is his dog. He demands to take Angel back. Over my roll-over-and-play-dead body. I’d tell Dev to march his infuriating you-know-what out of my shop and never come back, except…Angel loves him. Like, can’t get enough of him, loves him.

So I let him stay. In my one-bedroom apartment, where I’m forced to see his mostly naked body sprawled on my too-short-for-him couch every morning—but only so he can spend time with Angel while we sort things out. Not because he’s handsome and actually very sweet once I get to know him. And not because I haven’t been close to a decent man for the equivalent of fourteen dog years. I don’t need a man in my life. I don’t want one.

Dev can’t sleep on my couch forever, but I can’t let him take Angel home with him either, even if he was her original owner. It’s not my fault Angel was stolen from him. The trouble is, the longer Dev stays with me, the less I want him to march his taut you-know-what back to the city, even if he forfeits our dog and leaves alone. I don’t need a man in my life, but I might want this one, after all…