Kings (Hendrix)

In bestselling author Lena Hendrix's fourth Kings novel, JP King finds his position as head of the King family's powerful empire compromised by some unexpected news-and the irresistible woman who delivered it . . . He's my sister's ex, a stubborn jerk, and completely off-limits. Getting a man to give up custody of a son he didn't know existed should have been easy. Trouble is, nothing with JP King is ever easy. Suave, grumpy billionaires aren't supposed to have strong hands or filthy mouths, and I never expected our snippy banter to be so much fun. JP regards me as something he scraped off the bottom of his dress shoe, but when this reluctant single dad looks at my nephew, there's a softness there he struggles to keep hidden. He may be gruff and uptight, but something simmers beneath his controlled, polished exterior. Sure, I'm wild and reckless, but when we're forced together as guardians, everything changes. His cold and calculated exterior melts into hushed conversations and lingering stares. The more we fight, the harder we fall. I'm scatterbrained, unconventional, and everything he's been missing. The closer we get, the less we understand why we were ever at odds. . . . until just like that our lives are turned upside down.

After anonymously flirting online, sparks fly IRL between a tattooed playboy and a no-nonsense business manager in bestselling author Lena Hendrix's spicy, emotional, deeply romantic standalone Kings novel set in small town, coastal Michigan. Perfect for fans of Lucy Score, Elsie Silver, Carley Fortune, and B.K. Borrison! Royal King is pure mischief wrapped in a cocky smirk and a heated stare. Five minutes in his small town and I knew he was going to be nothing but trouble. He's an arrogant, tattooed playboy with a secret, and I'm the woman tasked with quietly cleaning up his family's mess. I never dreamed he could be the mysterious stranger behind my hidden, late-night messages. It doesn't matter what he says or how hard he tries to get under my skin. I won't break. Not for him. Not for anyone. But when our secrets are exposed, all bets are off. He knows the rules-just a little fun exploration. Nothing more. But one lesson leads to another . . . and another . . . and soon I realize that he's set out to break every rule I've ever put into place. I refuse to find myself melting under his gaze or swooning at the way he makes the noise around us quieter.

Unexpected sparks ignite a slow burn in this grumpy/sunshine workplace romance when a single mom proposes a marriage of convenience to save her boss's brewery. Fans of Lucy Score, Elsie Silver, Carley Fortune, and B.K. Borrison will find their next obsession with this second standalone in bestselling author Lena Hendrix's spicy, emotional, deeply romantic Kings Series set in small town Michigan. You might think it's reckless for a single mom to enter into a marriage of convenience with her boss. You would be correct. To make matters worse, Abel King is a grumpy local brewer with a criminal past. He also happens to be my boss and a total stick-in-the-mud. Every time I come to work with a smile and wave, I'm lucky if I can get a grunt in response. When I accidentally-on-purpose overhear that he's having trouble securing a business loan due to his criminal record, I hatch a plan to help the both of us. The arrangement is perfect-a business transaction and nothing more. Like having a roommate without the hassle of other people bugging you for dates. I will definitely not be falling in love with him-no matter how many times he says "my wife" and tingles dance in all the right places. Trouble is, as time goes on, things stop feeling like business and start feeling a whole lot like pleasure . . . and really, that's just my luck . . .

Getting tangled up with an Olympic rugby player seems like the perfect way to forget about how my life is falling apart. Until I discover he's my ex-boyfriend's best friend. Logan Brown walked into my small town with a charming grin and mischief in his eyes. He's a world-class flirt and his confident masculinity is almost as distracting as those rugby thighs. Given my inexperienced history, I'm no match for our undeniable chemistry. I vow to keep him at arm's length. But with Logan, every lingering stare-every forbidden touch-awakens something inside of me I thought I had buried for good. We both know we shouldn't cross that line, but I have spent my entire life being a good girl, and suddenly I'm tempted to be very, very bad. Especially when Logan tells me to just say yes.