The Seasons Change Series by Julia Wolf

Ronan Walsh. Delicious Irish accent. Built like a slab of marble. Infuriatingly controlling. My new bodyguard. .. All I want is to rock hard with my band, The Seasons Change, and finally live my life exactly how I please. No one telling me what to do, no constraints, total freedom. Too bad I’ve managed to piss someone off. Crazed fan or bitter ex, it doesn’t really matter, since the result is the same... moreRonan Walsh. Delicious Irish accent. Built like a slab of marble. Infuriatingly controlling. My new bodyguard. .. All I want is to rock hard with my band, The Seasons Change, and finally live my life exactly how I please. No one telling me what to do, no constraints, total freedom. Too bad I’ve managed to piss someone off. Crazed fan or bitter ex, it doesn’t really matter, since the result is the same. My wings are clipped and I’m strapped to a bodyguard with steamrolling tendencies and a disdain for celebrities. Everyday I spend with Ronan is a battle. For control. For independence. And most unexpectedly, with my own willpower. Because Ronan doesn’t just want to protect me. He wants me in his bed too, and ceding my control to Ronan is more tempting than I ever imagined. But I’m Iris Adler, a fierce-to-my-bones rocker. If Ronan Walsh really wants all of me, he’d better be prepared for the fall. less

They called him Stone Cold. Once upon a time, I called him my pen pal. When I wrote to Callum Rose five years ago, I never expected a response. He was an up and coming rock star, afterall, and I was just a shy seventeen-year-old. He did write back though, and through hundreds of emails, we became best friends. Until the day we unknowingly broke each other’s heart. It’s been three years since our last email. I’m all grown up with a new job at Good Music, and finally have my act together... moreThey called him Stone Cold. Once upon a time, I called him my pen pal. When I wrote to Callum Rose five years ago, I never expected a response. He was an up and coming rock star, afterall, and I was just a shy seventeen-year-old. He did write back though, and through hundreds of emails, we became best friends. Until the day we unknowingly broke each other’s heart. It’s been three years since our last email. I’m all grown up with a new job at Good Music, and finally have my act together. But then Callum Rose walks in the door, and I’m instantly thrown back to the days when he meant everything to me. The thing is. .. he doesn’t know who I am. He’s never seen my face. And this Callum Rose lives up to his stone cold reputation. That is, until one night, he sees me in another man’s arms, and decides to claim me. Then there is nothing cold about him. Callum becomes a man on fire for me, introverted, awkward, chubby Wren Anderson. He’s obsessive, possessive, and kind of stalker-y—and I like it. .. a little too much. The problem is, he still doesn’t know I’m the girl who walked away from him or the reason behind it, and I’m afraid when he finds out, I’ll be right back in the cold again. less

I know three things about my neighbor, Adam Wainwright. 1. He likes to play his guitar on his balcony, often in his underwear. 2. He lives up to his f-boy reputation. 3. He must never, ever exist outside of the Friend Zone. But the problem with number three is over the last year, he’s become my everything. Adam’s the best friend I’ve ever had. The one who pushes me to follow dreams I’d written off as impossible. We have strict lines that we don’t cross... moreI know three things about my neighbor, Adam Wainwright. 1. He likes to play his guitar on his balcony, often in his underwear. 2. He lives up to his f-boy reputation. 3. He must never, ever exist outside of the Friend Zone. But the problem with number three is over the last year, he’s become my everything. Adam’s the best friend I’ve ever had. The one who pushes me to follow dreams I’d written off as impossible. We have strict lines that we don’t cross. Even when we blur them on occasion by playing you can look but you can’t touch, the lines are always there, guarding our friendship. Taunting me with possibility. Anytime he’s near, butterflies wage war in my stomach, desperately wanting those possibilities to become reality. But me and my stupid butterflies are alone in that desire. Adam Wainwright will never be mine, and I can no longer watch him be everyone else’s. I don’t know how this will all go down, but one thing I do know? I’m going to ruin our friendship. less

My new boss is:. -A former rock star, turned grumpy mechanic. -A single dad. -My teenage crush. It was supposed to be a one week job. Nannying Diego Garza’s adorable, four-year-old son should’ve been easy. But things get complicated when Diego catches me doing something I shouldn’t. When he confronts me, I do the only thing I can think of: get down on my knees. To my surprise, he doesn’t get angry. Instead, Diego Garza calls me a good girl. Then my one week job turns into all summer... moreMy new boss is:. -A former rock star, turned grumpy mechanic. -A single dad. -My teenage crush. It was supposed to be a one week job. Nannying Diego Garza’s adorable, four-year-old son should’ve been easy. But things get complicated when Diego catches me doing something I shouldn’t. When he confronts me, I do the only thing I can think of: get down on my knees. To my surprise, he doesn’t get angry. Instead, Diego Garza calls me a good girl. Then my one week job turns into all summer. I’m living with Diego and his son, desperately trying to forget how right it felt to be on my knees for him and how badly I crave to hear more of his praise. Except Diego doesn’t forget. All day I take care of his son, and every hot summer night, he takes care of me. He tells me I’m perfect. Beautiful. Sexy. I want to belong to Diego Garza in every way. But he hasn’t asked me to stay when this job is over at the end of summer. The question is…when I’m not his nanny anymore, will I still be his? (Where Waves Break can be read as a complete standalone! ). less