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Wifed by the Mountain Man (Modern Mail-Order Brides)

“That’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” She laughs softly. “Reed, you’ve been alone far too long if a woman putting a baby to sleep is the thing that gets you hard.”

“Oh, honey.” I pull her close. “Plenty gets me hard.”

“Show me,” she whispers. “Show me how hard you can get.”

Reed

When a social worker dropped a baby girl off at my cabin, saying she was mine, my life changed. I moved to the mountains to live life on my own terms, and having a child doesn’t fit into that plan. I’m my own f–king man and don’t need anyone busting my balls. I don’t want a wife. I’m looking for a mother for my baby. The moment I meet Amelia, I know she isn’t just any woman. She has ideas of how a relationship should work, and our views sure as hell don’t align. But our chemistry is off the motherf–king charts, and that might be enough to change my mind about what makes a marriage.

Amelia

After breaking up with the douchebag of the year, all I want is a real man who knows how to take care of a woman. A mountain man seems perfect; I’ll tame him and he can protect me. But the moment I walk into Reed’s luxury cabin in the woods I realize this deal is more than I bargained for. I want to be housewife, but a stay-at-home mom? Um. I don’t know if I can hack it. And even if I can, do I want to? The answer would be easy if Reed didn’t turn me on – and get me off – so perfectly. I came to the woods to find my happily-ever-after, but I might have found an ending I never expected.

Warning: This book contains all the trappings for a steamy Frankie Love romance. Panty-melting sex, fierce men, and true love. Oh, and there’s an epilogue with all the girls and their mountain men! Eep!

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Claimed by the Mountain Man (Modern Mail-Order Brides)

“Everly,” he growls. “I’m claiming you as mine, right here, right now.”

Silas

I want a wife who knows what it means to live off the grid, cook my food, and keep my bed warm. 
 In exchange, I’ll give her a lifetime of happiness in the form of my cock. 
 But damn, Everly’s more than I bargained for, and I don’t think she has any idea what it means to be mine. 
 Hell, I wanted a wife, but I’m not sure I know how to live with a woman.

Everly

Did I expect to be a mail-order bride at 22? No. 
 But honestly, my life could be a helluva lot worse. 
 The agency says this Alaskan mountain man is rich, hot as heck, and willing to pay off my student loans. 
 I’m crossing my fingers he’s everything I signed up for. 
 But I may be a little over my head. Mostly because I’m marrying a stranger, and also because I’ve never dated. 
 Period. 
 Clearly I have no clue how to be a wife, but it’s too late to back out now.

*WARNING: This story features a mountain man who knows exactly what he wants. And how he wants it. Don’t one-click if you want a tame mail order bride story; this is a classic Frankie Love romance, steamy as hell with a HEA.