Stacey, Here’s a good rule of thumb: Never date your best friend’s little sister. Title: Charming Co-Worker (Falling for the Stars Series Book #2) Then again, in my life, heroes don’t exist.Īnd Hunter wrote a cute poem the other day – you’ve gotta read it! My neighbor is my muse, and before I know it, I slowly become the heroine of my own story, but I don’t know how to end it.Īs I write the epilogue, I’m afraid our romance won’t pan out as I’ve written. The more time I spend with this entertaining and quick-witted man, the more I’m able to write. When he takes me out on the town, the words flow as soon as I come home.

When he greets me in the hallway, ideas of a sinfully hot hero come to mind.

I need to work, yet he refuses to let me. Jake is romantic, charming, and the bane of my existence. My very hot, very naughty neighbor, Jake Morreau. Annoyed by the music blaring through the walls, I barge into the hall and bang on my neighbor’s door. So, here I am, looking at Tumblr, desperate for inspiration, when I hear a thumping. The future of my career rests on the success of this new book. No matter what I write, I hit delete, knowing it’s not worth publishing. Title: Naughty Neighbor (Falling for the Stars Series Book #1)Īs a romance novelist, I’m facing my worst nightmare-writer’s block. Jake from Naughty Neighbor wrote a Love Note – have you read it? I just have to decide if the consequences are worth the reward. Living with my brother and his best friend has me breaking all the rules. Some half-naked yoga or a little flirting until an interrupted moment of self-gratification turns things dangerous … for my body and my heart.

According to Wes, no guys are allowed to talk to me. He’s the life of the party, but I can’t have fun. The boy who was once the bane of my existence with his constant teasing is now a drop-dead gorgeous athlete. My very naughty, very rebellious roommate, Wesley Knight. Win-win, right? Except that best friend I was determined to stay away from is now my new roommate. When I was accepted to transfer into UC Berkeley, I needed a place to live, and my brother had a free room off-campus. I spent my years avoiding the boys on the baseball team, studying hard, and saving every dime I could. Growing up, I had one rule: stay away from my brother’s best friend.

Day One by Lauren Runow