The Heat of the Moment Series by Ellen Brooks

My arrangement with the well-built firefighter next door is simple. Scorching hot passion. No strings attached.Despite what my best friend claims, I’m not waiting for THE ONE. Hell, I’m not even looking for THE ONE. At least not until I’ve finished my medical residency and am a board certified physician. Then I’ll start dating, I swear... moreMy arrangement with the well-built firefighter next door is simple. Scorching hot passion. No strings attached.Despite what my best friend claims, I’m not waiting for THE ONE. Hell, I’m not even looking for THE ONE. At least not until I’ve finished my medical residency and am a board certified physician. Then I’ll start dating, I swear.Until then, the booty call situation I’ve got going on suits me just fine, thanks to my devilishly hot first responder neighbor who knows how to handle my smoke detector. And his hose.Or at least I thought everything was peachy keen until the attending physician in charge of my program drops by unannounced at her son's apartment to meet his girlfriend. And I answer the door. Wearing nothing but his shirt.Now? Things are complicated.♥♥♥Sticky Situationship is a short steamy rom com featuring a driven heroine convinced she knows exactly what she wants and a sexy hero wicked enough to deliver exactly what she needs.The story is light, fun, and the perfect escape. Scroll up and one-click your copy today!♥♥♥If you’re a hopeful romantic at heart and love steamy, short, swoony love stories, then these situationship love stories are perfect for you. It’s Complicated is an instalove, rom-com, multi-author series. Guaranteed happy endings without cliffhangers. less

My brother's best friend is the last guy on earth I'd ever date. So why did I just bid on him at a charity auction?I'll tell you why. Because apparently finally finishing my residency and becoming a board certified physician has short-circuited my common sense.After years of grinding study sessions and endless hours at the hospital, I couldn’t wait to let loose and celebrate. But just as the fun is ramping up, the last person I expect to saunter in the door does... moreMy brother's best friend is the last guy on earth I'd ever date. So why did I just bid on him at a charity auction?I'll tell you why. Because apparently finally finishing my residency and becoming a board certified physician has short-circuited my common sense.After years of grinding study sessions and endless hours at the hospital, I couldn’t wait to let loose and celebrate. But just as the fun is ramping up, the last person I expect to saunter in the door does.Sure, he's a smokin hot first responder—and delivered the single best night of my life five years ago—but he also left me high and dry the next day.I tell myself—and him—I'm immune to his charm. But when my friend drags me to a charity auction for the fire department and he steps on stage, all sculpted muscles and cocky grin (in turnout gear, no less), a reckless impulse I blame on the champagne has me raising my paddle. Maybe because I know it means he’ll be dropping my panties.But surely one time, er…I mean date will get him out of my system for good. It’s the perfect prescription for a cure.— ❤ —Code Red Chemistry is a short steamy romp featuring a driven heroine convinced she knows exactly what she wants and a sexy hero wicked enough to deliver exactly what she needs.The story is light, fun, and the perfect escape. Scroll up and one-click your copy today, especially if you ❤ when he falls first and harder and will do anything to convince her they're meant to be! less

The smoking hot firefighter at my new station needs to stop trying to protect me. I may be a woman, but I'm his equal, not a damsel in distress.I didn't bust my ass through the academy and fight twice as hard as every guy there only to have a burly redhead at my new station treating me like I'm made of glass instead of steel.Sure, he's got shoulders broad enough to carry a ladder truck and an easy smile that makes my pulse skip... moreThe smoking hot firefighter at my new station needs to stop trying to protect me. I may be a woman, but I'm his equal, not a damsel in distress.I didn't bust my ass through the academy and fight twice as hard as every guy there only to have a burly redhead at my new station treating me like I'm made of glass instead of steel.Sure, he's got shoulders broad enough to carry a ladder truck and an easy smile that makes my pulse skip. But he’s so quick to jump to my aid it’s clear he thinks I’m the one who needs rescuing.And the way I catch him staring at me? I can't tell if he wants to strangle me or strip me naked.He's as stubborn about protecting his crew as I am about proving myself. And even though his jawline could cut glass and his muscles have muscles the department has strict rules about dating. And breaking them means kissing our careers goodbye.The problem is, every time we're together, the temperature rises faster than a five-alarm fire and it’s getting harder to ignore the sparks. But with chemistry this explosive, someone's bound to get burned.When this slow burn finally ignites, will it be worth watching everything I've worked for go up in flames? less