Staci Hart

He plays the bass with expert fingers. He plays women with intoxicating charm. And he’ll play me with the ease of a virtuoso. Who better to teach me to play than the master himself? I’m his model student, front row, pencil sharp. Pick-up lines? I’ve got them....

Some universal truths refuse to be ignored. Peanut butter and jelly are a match made in heaven. And guys like Tyler Knight don't go for girls like Cam Emerson....

The hot baseball player I'm forced to stay with for my best friend's wedding is off limits. Remy Winfield has more muscles than manners, and he's on a mission to get me into bed by way of the filthiest mouth I've ever wanted to kiss.

Hate is a strong word. Depending on the company, loathe is a good substitute. Abhor might be a little fancy, but it gets the job done. But the word that really sums up how I feel about Liam Darcy is, without question, hate. He doesn't seem to think much of me either....

Sometimes your life is split by a single decision. I've spent every day of the last seven years regretting mine: He left, and I didn't follow....

Olivia Brent has one summer to save the dairy farm she just inherited. But there's one problem, and it's not her lactose intolerance. It's Jake Milovic....

Staci Hart presents Book 3 in the Roseville Ramblers series.

Maggie never expected to find her fiancé banging her maid of honor an hour before she was set to walk down the aisle, but life's funny that way....

Love is somewhere near the bottom of Lily Thomas' list of life goals, right next to competitive eating and underwater cave diving....

The second Annie Daschle tumbles into my arms, I'm a goner. When she asks if we're hiring at Wasted Words, I can only say yes, even though we aren't - it's that early on that I realize I can't say no to her....

For nine long months, I've been fighting to figure out how to be a single dad, how to be alone. For nine long months, I've been failing....

I’ve always been able to separate feelings from chemosignals. A shot of dopamine, a dash of serotonin, and a sprinkle of oxytocin - and bam - you’re in love. And when egg meets sperm, you’re pregnant....

Never thought I’d agree to a marriage of convenience to my hot, firefighter ex boyfriend. Especially after he casually informs me we've been married for ten years.

Best-selling author Staci Hart brings you an addictive romantic mythology series where love is the ultimate game, and Aphrodite always wins....

Here I stand, clutching a bouquet of pale pink roses behind the doors of a Las Vegas chapel, and at the end of the aisle is the absolute last man I imagined would be waiting for me. Thomas Bane. Best-selling author. Notorious bad boy. All I have to do is remember it’s all for show....

Once Rose Fisher makes a decision, that's it. End of story. Like when her ex, Patrick, dumped her out of the blue, then showed up with a super-hot, tatted up sex kitten on his arm....

Staci Hart presents Book 4 in the Roseville Ramblers series.

Joel Anderson doesn't take anything seriously. Not his relationships, which have been few and far between since his brutal divorce. Not the drama of working in a tattoo parlor....

His body is as chiseled as Adonis. His lips are as sculpted as David. And his ego is the size of the Guggenheim. You know the type: wolfish smile and the gravity of a black hole - the kind of man who sucks all the air from the room the second he enters it....

Everyone hates parts of their job. But not me. I love every corner of the Longbourne Flower Shop, I love every corner of the Longbourne Flower Shop, every flower, every petal, every stem. I don’t hate anything at all. Except for Luke Bennet....