Friend Zone
2 primary works • 3 total works
Book 1
Liam Walsh is just a roommate.
Maybe if Charlie St. James repeats it enough, she’ll stop lusting after him. Not that it matters how she feels anyway, because Liam will always see her as one of the boys. Hell, he’s the one who gave her the nickname Charlie as a joke.
Well, the joke’s on her.
Now that she is confined to less than 1,000 square feet with him, she can’t stop thinking about how it would feel to get just a little bit closer.
Charlie St. James is off limits.
She’s been Liam Walsh’s best friend since grade school. He thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to let her crash with him when she needed a place to stay, but he was dead wrong. Knowing only a thin wall separates them when they sleep, that she’s naked in the shower while he lays in bed fantasizing about her, is unbearable.
When their cozy two bedroom goes from friend zone to war zone, they’ll either burn up the sheets or go down in flames.
Maybe if Charlie St. James repeats it enough, she’ll stop lusting after him. Not that it matters how she feels anyway, because Liam will always see her as one of the boys. Hell, he’s the one who gave her the nickname Charlie as a joke.
Well, the joke’s on her.
Now that she is confined to less than 1,000 square feet with him, she can’t stop thinking about how it would feel to get just a little bit closer.
Charlie St. James is off limits.
She’s been Liam Walsh’s best friend since grade school. He thought it wouldn’t be a big deal to let her crash with him when she needed a place to stay, but he was dead wrong. Knowing only a thin wall separates them when they sleep, that she’s naked in the shower while he lays in bed fantasizing about her, is unbearable.
When their cozy two bedroom goes from friend zone to war zone, they’ll either burn up the sheets or go down in flames.
Book 3
Tripp Wilder is more than a friend…
..but Ember Stevens is determined not to make him a boyfriend. After a string of bad breakups, she prefers the sex without the strings and who better to teach her about NSA relationships than her love ’em and leave ’em dorm-mate, Tripp?
It’s the best of both worlds. She gets all the fun aspects of a relationship–the sex, the cuddling, the secrets in the dark–without all the obligations and resentment that go with it.
Ember Stevens is everything he wants…
…but can’t have. Tripp lost his chance at a relationship with Ember years ago and has settled for being her BFF ever since. Now that she’s on the market again, he refuses to let his second chance with her pass him by.
Except she’s not interested in commitment.
Stuck between a rock and a hard-on, Tripp agrees to show Ember how to navigate the world of casual sex, but he’s determined to convince her that nothing can go wrong when a friendship comes with a guaranteed happy ending.
..but Ember Stevens is determined not to make him a boyfriend. After a string of bad breakups, she prefers the sex without the strings and who better to teach her about NSA relationships than her love ’em and leave ’em dorm-mate, Tripp?
It’s the best of both worlds. She gets all the fun aspects of a relationship–the sex, the cuddling, the secrets in the dark–without all the obligations and resentment that go with it.
Ember Stevens is everything he wants…
…but can’t have. Tripp lost his chance at a relationship with Ember years ago and has settled for being her BFF ever since. Now that she’s on the market again, he refuses to let his second chance with her pass him by.
Except she’s not interested in commitment.
Stuck between a rock and a hard-on, Tripp agrees to show Ember how to navigate the world of casual sex, but he’s determined to convince her that nothing can go wrong when a friendship comes with a guaranteed happy ending.
Dashiel Hampton is her enemy.
Layla Tate reminds herself of that fact every morning she goes to class and sees his smug face smirking up at her. There hasn’t been a moment they weren’t pitted against each other and she refuses to back down...not even when she learns he's the teaching assistant for the new class she's taking.
Layla Tate is going down.
There is nothing that makes Dash Hampton as happy as the look on Layla’s face when she realizes he’s won. He lives to drive her crazy because if he can’t have her beneath him, then he’ll have her any other way he can. He’ll get her to notice him, even if it means making her semester a living hell.
When their classroom rivalry crosses the line between frenemies and forbidden, the hardest lesson they'll have to learn is that sometimes you have to lose to win.
Layla Tate reminds herself of that fact every morning she goes to class and sees his smug face smirking up at her. There hasn’t been a moment they weren’t pitted against each other and she refuses to back down...not even when she learns he's the teaching assistant for the new class she's taking.
Layla Tate is going down.
There is nothing that makes Dash Hampton as happy as the look on Layla’s face when she realizes he’s won. He lives to drive her crazy because if he can’t have her beneath him, then he’ll have her any other way he can. He’ll get her to notice him, even if it means making her semester a living hell.
When their classroom rivalry crosses the line between frenemies and forbidden, the hardest lesson they'll have to learn is that sometimes you have to lose to win.