3 Books by Roxie Noir
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Overview: I love writing sexy, alpha men and the headstrong women they fall for.
My weaknesses include: beards, whiskey, nice abs with treasure trails, sarcasm, cats, prowess in the kitchen, prowess in the bedroom, forearm tattoos, and gummi bears.
I live in California with my very own sexy, bearded, whiskey-loving husband and two hell-raising cats. ~ Roxie Noir
Genre: Romance
Book #1 – Convict: A Bad Boy Romance
I’ve never loved anything that wasn’t trouble.
Five years in prison was supposed to reform me, but it didn’t teach me sh*t. I tried to start fresh: new name, new town, new life. No more stealing fast cars, no more raising hell, no more women whose names I don’t bother learning. Yeah, I f*cked that up in no time at all, but it doesn’t matter. I never wanted to be a good guy. Not until I met Luna. She’s smart as a whip, f*cking gorgeous… and a cop. A detective. I know I can’t have her. She’ll see through my lies in a second, and she deserves a happy ending that I know I can’t give her. Hell, with my past chasing me down, I can’t even keep her safe. All I can give Luna is trouble, and I know it. But I can’t stay away.
I’m not some doe-eyed ingénue.
I date nice men. If I keep saying it, it’ll become true, right? What I don’t need is the sexy, rakish, tattoo-covered mechanic who’s got one dimple and a lifetime of working with his hands. I don’t need the man who lies to the police, obviously has problems with authority… and who growls filthy things into my ear when we’re alone. And I especially don’t fantasize about someone who’s a suspect in a double arson. It doesn’t matter if one glance from him makes me want to tear my clothes off, or if the way he calls me detective turns me into a puddle. I can tell that Stone is trouble from a mile away, and trouble’s the last thing I need.
…right?
Book #2 – Torch: A Second Chance Romance
Playing with fire gets you hot, but playing with a fireman gets you wet.
Fighting wildfires is dangerous as hell. If I f*ck it up I get a hundred-foot wall of flame coming at me with nowhere to run, no escape, and no rescue – but it’s still the best damn job in the world.
And women? They practically line up to slide down my pole. I never did like repeating myself.
Not since she broke my heart into a thousand pieces, anyway.
Clementine’s that ex. The one I haven’t seen in eight years. The one I thought I was going to marry until she dumped my ass while I was on active duty in Afghanistan.
The one who’s suddenly next door when my crew has a few days off in her tiny town, and who’s impossible to ignore.
She’s still hotter than any fire I’ve ever fought, still the same feisty, whip-smart, headstrong girl I fell for all those years ago.
We already went down in flames once, but I’ve never wanted anyone like I want Clementine. Not even close.
F*ck it. I need to have her again, even if it’s just one more time, and the hell with the consequences.
I’ve already gotten burned once.
Hunter and I were over a long, long time ago, and there was a good reason why. Actually, there were a hundred good reasons, and I remember them all.
Until he shows up in my town, eight years older and ten times hotter. He’s left the Marines to become a wildlands firefighter. He’s rugged, hardened, dangerous, and…
…he looks at me just like he used to. He makes me laugh just like he used to, like the last eight years may as well have been eight minutes.
And when he gets close, I can’t help but think of everything else we used to do – the sweaty, naked, toe-curling things. The way he could take me from laughing to moaning in half a second.
But I know better than to think that people like Hunter change. I don’t care how wild this attraction is or how badly I want him, I’m not going down that road again.
Playing with this kind of fire may get me hot — my God does it get me hot — but it also gets me burned, and once was enough.
…or was it?
Book #3 – Slow Burn
I was hired to protect her, not make her scream my name.
From dodging bullets in Afghanistan to working for the Secret Service when I got out of the Marines, I know danger pretty well.
Or I thought I did. That was before my latest assignment came with a whole new kind of danger.
Her name? Ruby.
She’s the gorgeous-as-hell, opinionated, spitfire daughter of Senator Burgess. Her family’s beyond strict, but for girl who’s so innocent, she’s anything but sweet.
Wicked green eyes, curves that beg me to touch them, and a smile that makes me think dirty, dirty thoughts.
Her father’s a nightmare — a totalitarian who rules his family with an iron fist. He decides what clothes his daughters wear, what books they read, where they can go — hell, who they marry.
Ruby can pretend with them, but she can’t pretend with me. I can tell there’s more to her than the demure southern belle she has to be in public.
But I’m a professional, hired to be her bodyguard. I know better than to fall for someone I’m supposed to protect, but with every glance, every accidental touch, every word she says to me, I just want her more.
I want to tear away the innocent good girl veneer, and make the real Ruby scream my name as she rakes her nails down my back.
It’s f*cking dangerous. If we get caught, there will be hell to pay — and it’ll be worse for her.
But I don’t think I can stay away.
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