The quietest of all his brothers, Kye’s style has never really been pumping and dumping, so pursuing Chelsey isn’t a hard choice for him. The sexiest, dirty secret, most mysterious burke brother of all peels back his stage persona to reveal the real man—and the rock-hard body—behind the rockstar in the banging fourth book from New York Times bestselling author Emma Hart’s hot new adult series that began with Dirty Past, and Dirty Lies.
After witnessing an endless string of late nights, and eager groupies her world-famous father could never resist, long tours, Chelsey Young knows the dirty truth behind the glamorous façade of the rockstar life. Unless your name is Kye Burke. Completely. Forever. Which is exactly why she takes hot as hell guitarist Kye Burke to bed when he decides he wants her.
The hard part is keeping hold of the girl who’s hotter than the Sahara one minute then so cold even Antarctica wouldn’t touch her the next…despite the fact that they can’t stay away from each other. That’s how rockstars roll.
Dirty Lies The Burke Brothers Book 3Zero expectations. When aidan saves jessie from her ex-boyfriend by insisting the two are dating, the band’s manager convinces them to keep up the charade in the hopes of re-inventing Dirty B’s image as lovable bad boys, as opposed to d-bags. Bad boy drummer aidan burke of dirty b takes center stage in new york times bestselling author Emma Hart’s hotly anticipated follow-up to Dirty Past and Dirty Secret!Aidan Burke is the perfect rebound guy for Jessie Law after she catches her asshole ex-boyfriend with his hands down some other girl’s pants.
The world-famous drummer of dirty b isn’t shy about his preference for no-strings-attached relationships, so when she meets him on a night out, she takes him up on his simple proposal: One night of fun. And things only get more complicated when Jessie realizes her feelings for Aidan may not be so fake after all.
Can jessie live with the risks? And is Aidan willing to let her? But dirty b’s tour is over, and they’re back in South Carolina—which means running into Aidan more often than Jessie would like. Aidan’s hordes of jealous fans have no problem bombarding Jessie with threatening messages online—and worse.
But pretending to be in a relationship is harder than it seems. Now all aidan and jessie have to do is put on a very obvious, very public show to convince everyone their affection is real. Hot sex.
Dirty Past The Burke Brothers Book 2The most annoying, heart-thumping, panty-wetting way. When her abusive ex turns up at the hotel room Ella and Tate are sharing, raging mad, she knows she’ll need more than just a little protection. Women actually throw their panties at him during shows. On the heels of dirty secret, here is a sizzling hot romance featuring another Burke brother and the girl he can’t resist, from the New York Times bestselling author of the Game series.
Walking out on my wedding wasn’t my best idea. Neither was throwing my cell in the lake and taking a job as PA for Dirty B, complete with every teen girl’s dream man, America’s favorite rock band, the eldest of the Burke brothers. Tate burke is pure sex. Tate sees red, and ella can’t help but lean on him, despite his bad-boy ways.
And now? now, he’s in a whole lot of trouble. Every now and then ella gets a rare glimpse of the Tate behind the “bad boy” act, and it attracts her in the most annoying way. And ella dawson is the lucky little thing that gets to escort their fangirling butts out when he’s done with them. Yay. He’s a cocky son of a bitch, but there’s more to him than meets the eye.
Dirty Secret The Burke Brothers Book 1Only one thing is certain: Sofie’s daughter will change everything. Sofie callahan has spent the months since her father’s death avoiding anything to do with her hometown. Now, she’s back in their hometown of Shelton Bay, South Carolina, though, at the same time Conner’s band Dirty B. From the new york times bestselling author of the Game series, a sizzling and steamy romance about second chances.
Conner burke never expected Sofie Callahan to come back. Conner has questions, and when his broken heart and her guilty one collide, Sofie has to start answering them. Where she’s been for the last two and half years is a mystery, and so is the reason she left in the first place. But with her brother in afghanistan, she has no choice but to return and sort out her father’s house, even if it means facing the boy she fell in love with and revealing the reason she left.
Their present is rocky, their future unknown. Is home on a tour break.
Intercepted By His Game, #3Eventually. But in a city like L. A. Dreams come true when you’re least expecting it. She left before he could tell her. So do nightmares. Being a father at nineteen wasn’t how reid North, the Vipers’ wide receiver, but when his ex-girlfriend tricked him into parenthood, imagined his life going, he accepted it.
They’re at serious risk of being intercepted by the past, and that’s a ball Reid is determined to catch. It could cost him everything. Intercepted is the third and final book in the by his game series and can be read as a standalone, although it is advised to read BLINDSIDED and SIDELINED before, in this order.
. His best friend his whole life, Everleigh never knew Reid loved her. Now, with his ex on the verge of being released from prison, he’s holding onto full custody of his seven year old son, Leo. Except desperation can lead to stupidity—and Reid soon realizes he can’t catch every ball, no matter how perfectly it’s thrown to him.
There’s only so many years you can be in love with your best friend before you realize he’s never going to love you back, after all. If only her ex would stop showing up at the gym where she works, she’d be much happier. Neither was moving back to Los Angeles, the city of dreams that never managed to make hers come true.
Now she’s back in front of him, and he’s not letting go.
Kiss Me AgainYet he’s here. Must be tidy, polite, and absolutely not my brother’s hot as sin best friend. Here’s the thing. We don’t get along—at all. Moving his stuff into my spare bedroom. Maybe i’d been sleep-texting. One thing i know for sure is this: I absolutely do not want Ethan Hawkins in my apartment, up in my business, taking over my space.
I have no idea why I said yes. Maybe i’d had one too many wines. We never have, and i don’t think we’re going to start now that we’re under one roof. Wanted: rooMMATE. There’s also that little issue where I’m kinda, sorta, totally in love with him…Uh-oh. Sending a wave of panty-melting, musky man-scent my way every time he walks past me.
Maybe i’d done it accidentally.
Catching Carly Barley Cross Book 2Seriously. From new york times bestselling author, um, comes another hilariously wild romantic comedy about being the third wheel in your friendship and, Emma Hart, accidentally having sex with your best friend's brother. My name is Carly Porter. I had s-x with my best friend's brother. Which would be fine, but he's Cain's brother.
He's off limits, right? Right. I hate him. And now my cl-toris has a crush on the guy. I can't look at him without my v-gina performing accidental kegels. And i'm really good at bad decisions. How do i know this, exactly? Well, not including the time I accidentally bleached my eyebrows or sprained my ankle changing a lightbulb.
. With big. Hands. A very sexy, very tempting, very freaking annoying one.
The Dating ExperimentEverything is perfect. 1. Get over my best friend’s brother. 2. Remember that I’m over him. 3. Prove i can date other people. It should be easy. It’s not. Setting up a dating website with the guy I’ve been in love with since I was five wasn’t my smartest idea. Especially since he’s my best friend’s brother—thankfully, she’s okay with the fact I’m pulling a Sandy and I’m hopelessly devoted to him.
Which is why it’s time to get over him. So i do something crazy and ask Dominic Austin to find me a date. He does—if I find him one, too. Since we own stupid Cupid, it should be easy, right? And it is. My date is perfect. Until he kisses me…Three dates. One kiss. And a big-ass mess…. His date is perfect.
Mixed UpSo when raven archer is desperate for a chef, I offer up my skills. I’m bored. Dirty cocktails, crazy, deadly enemies with a red-hot attraction, and one big, Greek family--what could possibly go wrong?Hiring my brother’s best friend was not on my to-do list. Neither was he. Expanding my dirty cocktail bar into food was supposed to be easy, except finding a chef in my little town of Whiskey Key is anything but.
Until parker hamilton comes home—bringing his Michelin starred chef’s hat with him. He has no work. I need someone like him in my new kitchen. There’s just one problem: I hate his cocky, filthy-mouthed, sexy-as-hell guts. Even if I might want him. Just a little…working for my best friend’s sister? Not on my to-do list.
She’s another story. Whiskey key was supposed to be a relaxing vacation, except I haven’t reached the heights I have by lying in a hammock drinking cocktails. She needs what I can give her. Except there’s a problem: I’ve always hated her. Her and her big, sassy mouth, blue eyes, and killer curves.
Kiss Me TonightNoah Jacobs. And the universe is amusing itself at my expense, because the dirty photo I woke up to on Monday?It’s his. What do a wrong number text, a burning building, and a quirky florist have in common?A hunky firefighter with an extra-large…hosepipe. In hindsight, I never should have opened that text message.
My hero. Everything is fine. I’m only lying in a hospital bed with more split ends than I’ve ever had, almost all my Earthly possessions have turned to ash, and apparently, they don’t serve wine to patients in this place. But like i said, it’s fine. Until he walks in. The guy who saved my life. It’s fine.
The last thing i needed first thing on a Monday was a picture of some stranger’s, um, eggplant, in my inbox. I also should have replaced the batteries in my fire alarm, because my Friday night did not need to end with my apartment building going up in flames. But it’s fine.
Kiss Me NotNot a lick. What do you do when you’re the reigning kissing booth champion but the only person you want to kiss is your best friend’s brother?Let me make this clear right here, right now: I, Halley Dawson, do not care that Preston Wright is kissing other women. Not at all. Nuh-uh-freakin’-uh. I do care that he’s doing it six feet away from me behind a gaudy velvet curtain—making him my competition in this year’s kissing contest.
Why do i care, you ask? because i’ve had an unfortunate crush on the insufferable idiot since I was sixteen years old, but I also know it’s never going to happen. He’s the creek falls bachelor to die for, and I’m the Creek Falls racoon lady who puts peanut butter sandwiches out for them every night.
I’m not going to let him break my four-year-long reign—no matter how many times he breaks the rules and slides the curtain across to do the one thing he’s not allowed to:Kiss me.