Steamy Desires Box Set: One Night with Damaged Mountain Man, Running Away with Grumpy Rockstar, Burned by Single Dad Sheriff
Ashley Flame
Who’s the scarred mountain man with the piercing blue eyes?
Oh no…
I wasn’t supposed to spend the night in his cabin.
One wrong turn in a snowstorm, and I end up on his doorstep.
He’s gruff. Rude. Built like a wall of muscle.
And hiding something behind that jagged scar and those colder-than-winter stares.
But then he makes me tea by the fire…
Covers me with a blanket like I’m something worth protecting…
Looks at me like I’m the first warmth he’s felt in years.
It was just one night.
So why can’t I stop wondering what it would be like to be his forever?
Running Away with Grumpy
Who’s the grumpy rockstar with the bad-boy reputation?
Oh no…
The man every woman screams for just locked eyes with me.
And my small-town heart is about to explode.
I was supposed to keep crowds calm at his concert.
Not trip into the arms of the man whose voice melts stadiums.
Rod Steel—tattooed, muscled, and untouchable.
The way he growled my name backstage made my knees weak.
The way his hand brushed mine set fire under my skin.
But wait.
He’s thirty-five, jaded, and chased by a thousand flashing lights.
I’m twenty-five, fresh home from business school, trying to build a life.
He has a Rottweiler and a past written in tabloids.
I have rules, routines, and zero space for a rockstar wrecking ball.
This bad boy is making me want to run away with him.
If only I can survive falling for the grump who makes noise quiet.
Burned by Single Dad
Who’s the grumpy small-town sheriff with the broad shoulders?
And the little boy clutching a puppy at his side?
Oh no…
The silver fox lawman just stole my heart in one glance.
I only came to the farmers market to show off adoptable puppies.
I didn’t expect Sheriff Roy to stop his patrol and play with them.
That uniform clung to muscles I couldn’t ignore.
His steady eyes promised danger and safety all at once.
But wait.
He’s older.
He’s my protector when smugglers target the shelter.
And the way he tucks his son into bed…
The way his rough hands turn gentle when they touch mine…
This single dad is making me dream of forever.
If only I can survive loving the sheriff who swore to guard my heart.

