The Rocker…
The Rocker Who Holds Me (book 1)
The Rocker Who Savors Me (Book 2)
The Rocker Who Needs Me (Book 3)
The Rocker Who Loves Me (Book 4)
The Rocker Who Holds Her (Book 5)
The Rockers’ Babies (Book 6)
The Rocker Who Wants Me (Book 7)
The Rocker Who Cherishes Me (Book 8)
The Rocker Who Shatters Me (Book 9)
The Rocker Who Hates Me (Book 10)
The Rocker Who Betrays Me (Book 11)
Forever Rockers
(Book 12)
The Rocker Novellas
Needing The Memories
Needing Forever Vol. 1
Needing Forever Vol. 2
The Rocker Collections
Demon’s Wings Collection (Books 1-6)

The Rocker Who Holds Me (Book 1)
Touring with four rockers is the thing of dreams…
At least that is what people tell me. To me those four rockers are my family. They have watched over me from the time I was five years old. Protecting me from my mother and her drunken, drug addict rages. When they made it big they still watched over me. And when my monster of a mother died they took over as my guardians.
In the six years since that happened I have watched over the four men that
mean everything to me. I take care of them just as they once took care of me. I handle all the dirty work behind the scenes of a rockers life. It isn’t always pretty. At times it can be damn near disgusting, especially when I have to get rid of their one night stands. Ugh!
Taking care of them doesn’t bother me though. I mean it’s not like I’m in love with one of them. That would be crazy. Falling for a rocker is NOT smart.
Okay, so I’m not smart. I love my guys, and one of them kind of holds my heart in his big old rocker hand. But I’m dealing. I’ve been able to keep it my little secret for years now.
I’m not, however, dealing with this bug that I seem to have caught. It scares the hell out of me. I hate doctors, but I’m suddenly more worried about finding out what is wrong with me than what the doctor might do to me.
When I get my test results back my life will never be the same again…
The Rocker Who Savors Me (Book 2)
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Layla…
…has had a hard life. On her own at a young age, always having to do what needed to be done just to survive. Now she has two other people depending on her and she needs a job fast before they get evicted. A job interview introduces her to Jesse Thornton, the delicious drummer for Demon’s Wings. He reminds her of all the mistakes of her past, but is also her hope for the future.
Jesse…
…has never let anyone in. The only real family he has ever had are his band brothers and Emmie—the only women he has ever loved. But then Layla comes into his life and he would do just about anything to get one taste. Can he move past his own insecurities and allow this woman into his heart?
The Rocker Who Needs Me (Book 3)
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The Demon…
I’ve been fighting my own demons for most of my life. The alcohol seems to numb the pain, but it never makes the nightmares go away. All I want in life is a little peace. When I met my angel it felt like I found it, but there is so much standing between us. Why does she have to be so young…?
The Demon’s Angel…
Meeting Drake was the best thing to ever happen to me. I found my friend, my soul mate. But he lets my age stand between us. There is something that haunts him, and I selfishly want to be the one that helps him conquer his ghosts. If he would just let me in, let me closer, I think I could help him…Show more
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move past his own insecurities and allow this woman into his heart?
The Rocker Who Loves Me (Book 4)
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The Rocker….
I was the fun loving, easy going, different girl-okay, different girls every night-Demon. One look into a pair of violet eyes and all of that changed. She doesn’t even realize how beautiful she is and that makes me want her even more. Realizing that she is just as damaged as I am breaks my heart. Harper is a part of me, my other half. If only she would open her incredible eyes and see how I feel…
The Beauty…
I knew that I wasn’t Shane Stevenson’s type. Hot rockers don’t go for plain girls like me. Years of my mother telling me just how unbeautiful I am has assured me of that. I have nothing to offer a guy that is so used to hot girls drooling over him. So why is he always there when I turn around? And why does it feel like little needles piercing my heart at the mere thought of him with someone else?