Smitten Heroes 2

Get ready to laugh and swoon with this boxset featuring eight short, steamy insta-love romantic comedies. These stories are all about quick sparks, lots of laughs, and zero drama. These possessive heroes stumble into love faster than you can say “match made in heaven,” while their stubborn, curvy soulmates give them a run for their money.

Included in this collection:
Jenna
Piper
Emery
Catching Payton
Scoring Gina
Plotting Love
Gaming Love
Simple Math

If you like possessive hero, curvy girl, over-the-top, insta-love romance with a little bit of humor, and very little drama these Loni Ree short stories are perfect for you.

Ignoring everyone else in the packed room, I storm straight to my mother. Her bright blue eyes widen dramatically when I growl, “I’d like a word with you in private.” I spin and push open the first door behind us and thunder into the room. How the hell has my day gone downhill so fast?
Twenty minutes ago, I was sitting in my downtown office debating whether or not to call it an early day and head home. Now, I’m about to read my mother the riot act for her asinine decision. Who gives away a multi-million-dollar magazine? To five young twits? For free? God, I need a drink.
My mother’s floral perfume fills the small office after I slam the door shut, and I take several deep breaths to bring myself under control. Turning, I blast my crazy parent. “What in the hell are you thinking?” As my outraged voice echoes across the room, I feel my blood pressure rising.
An angry blush moves up her pale skin as she sputters, “Lucas Wylder Templeton.” Anger intensifies her southern accent. “How dare you raise your voice at me!”
I pinch the bridge of my nose while trying to gain control of my emotions. Dealing with Ms. Milly takes a special touch and yelling won’t accomplish my goal. “Mother.” I swallow and grit my teeth. My back molars will be nubs by the time this is over. “We need to discuss your decision,” I calmly state.
My mother blinks a couple of times before fiddling with her heirloom pearls. “There’s nothing to talk about.” She shrugs. “I’m retiring and giving Ms. Southern to the girls.” She smiles brightly, ignoring my concerns, and my anger roars back full force. “They’ve already proven themselves.”
“You’ve put five twits in charge,” I roar, and my mother gasps. “Without even discussing it with me.”
A knock on the door interrupts us. My stomach clenches when the door opens. Swallowing, I blink several times and lock my knees in an attempt to stay on my feet. She’s spectacular. The most stunning woman I’ve ever seen. Her perfect, curvy body sends hunger shooting through me, and I barely resist the urge to groan as my cock thumps hungrily against my zipper. Long, pale blonde hair hangs in ringlets around her delicate face, and I envision wrapping it around my fist as I plow into her tight pussy from behind. Shaking my head, I wonder where in the hell these crazy thoughts are coming from. I’m losing my mind. There’s just no other explanation. Her emerald green eyes spit fire at me, and I wonder how much of our argument she overheard. The gorgeous blonde ignores me and looks over at my mother. “Ms. Milly, we’re ready to take pictures.”
“All right, my dear.” As my mother brushes past me, she stops to hiss next to my ear, “Stay and keep your opinions to yourself, and we’ll talk when I’m done, or you can leave.”
There’s no way I’m leaving now. Not until I meet the woman who blindsided me. And I need to talk to my batshit crazy mother. My heart squeezes in my chest when the very unwelcome thought occurs to me. I’m trying to convince my mother to rethink her decision and reverse this transaction. If I succeed, I’ll become enemy number one to the girl who knocked me off my feet. Cool, analytical thinking is battling with my heart right now, and I’m not sure what the fuck is happening to me.