Small Town Harem Series by Blake Steele

Winning the lottery should’ve made my life easy.Instead, it made my life hard. In more ways than one. So hard.One day, I was just Joe—the guy fixing things around town, drinking beer at Carly’s bar, wondering how the hell I was gonna pay rent. The next? I was still fixing things—just… more. Bigger. And not always with my hands.Sallie Mae’s busted hair dryer? Fixed it for free.Petra, stuck with no hot water? Discounted parts, no labor costs—and a little something extra to keep her warm at night... moreWinning the lottery should’ve made my life easy.Instead, it made my life hard. In more ways than one. So hard.One day, I was just Joe—the guy fixing things around town, drinking beer at Carly’s bar, wondering how the hell I was gonna pay rent. The next? I was still fixing things—just… more. Bigger. And not always with my hands.Sallie Mae’s busted hair dryer? Fixed it for free.Petra, stuck with no hot water? Discounted parts, no labor costs—and a little something extra to keep her warm at night.Michelle? Tough, no-nonsense Michelle? I gave her something she’d never had at all.Eva, the tired-eyed lottery office worker who barely looked at me—until she was watching me in the ladies’ room mirror? I gave her a moment to stop thinking, stop worrying… and just feel.But Carly—my best friend, the one I should’ve locked down years ago? She’s the one who surprises me. Instead of getting possessive, she just grins and says,"Go ahead, Joe. Have some fun. Spread the wealth, why don’tcha?"Seems like every woman I touch gets hooked.And I keep forgetting to charge them for the repairs. less

Winning the lottery should’ve made my life easy.Instead, it made my life hard, in more ways than one.One day, I was just small-town handyman, go-to guy for fixing things, spending too much time at Carly’s bar, wondering how the hell I was gonna pay rent. The next? I was still fixing things—just… more. Bigger. And not always with my hands, though I gotta say, my fingers are pretty magic.Turns out, when you go from broke handyman to secret blue-collar billionaire, you get a few new perks... moreWinning the lottery should’ve made my life easy.Instead, it made my life hard, in more ways than one.One day, I was just small-town handyman, go-to guy for fixing things, spending too much time at Carly’s bar, wondering how the hell I was gonna pay rent. The next? I was still fixing things—just… more. Bigger. And not always with my hands, though I gotta say, my fingers are pretty magic.Turns out, when you go from broke handyman to secret blue-collar billionaire, you get a few new perks. Like free drinks. A few new responsibilities, like fixing every damn broken thing in town. And a whole lot of newfound friends, most of them in my bed. Carly, Eva, Michelle, Petra…But as much as I enjoy having more roommates than I have room for, after three days of getting stuck with the last shower and no hot water, I decide I might as well spend some money and buy a mansion big enough for all of us.Enter Ms. Stacy Kendrick. Statuesque. Luscious. Curvy. And now it’s just a question of what’s going to get done buying a house, or breaking down her walls – If she’ll let me.Book 2 in a steamy, small-town harem romance series featuring a secret billionaire, multiple women, and the kind of "fixer-upper" work they don’t teach you in trade school. less