Kat Addams – författare

DTF. Support your local girl gang! These dirty, tough females were ready to go ALL. THE. WAY. As an artist, I was used to getting creative and thinking outside the box. But this time, I might be in over my head. Or head over heels … I was ready for love. And the life of wedded bliss that was sure to follow. I just hadn't found the one. Until I found myself doing the horizontal mambo in the backseat of my best friend's car. Aiden was the hottie Aussie who ran the famous Scarlett Herb restaurant. His shizzle sauce was the perfect condiment for the pink taco truck I worked. I was positive we were just friends until one little plus sign turned our world upside down. I wanted forever, not a baby daddy. Apparently, he hadn't kept his shizzle sauce to himself. Just the tip? Yeah, right! Previously published under the title, "e;Just the Tip."e;

Finding love in The Big Easy is a gamble … especially when he's your new boss. Event planner Samantha Masson had sworn off alpha men after a nasty divorce. The last thing she was looking for was a man with an ego bigger than his bank account. Too bad that was exactly what she found when she spent a wild night in the arms of a masked stranger. Planning a Halloween masquerade gala for the infamous Victor Beaumont made a nice addition to her reputable portfolio. She just hadn't planned on becoming a notch on his bedpost … or falling for him in the process. But there was more to the man behind the mask … Millionaire Victor Beaumont owned the largest rum distillery in New Orleans. He had power, wealth, and all that came with it, including the crushing weight of responsibility.He would gladly walk away from everything for a chance to be his own man, but tradition wouldn't allow it … and neither would his pride. As a skilled actor, he had everyone fooled with his arrogance and charming wit. Until he met the infuriatingly talented and beautiful Samantha, who saw right through him. From rendezvous to romance, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. To keep her, he would have to take his mask off once and for all … Previously titled Mr. Big Ego

DTF. Support your local girl gang!Me and my dirty, tough female besties were stripping it down at The Steamy Clam! I knew that my side hustle as a stripper would pay my bills, but who would have thought the pole life would lead to a proposal? A fake one anyway … Then again, I knew divine intervention when I saw it. And that fake relationship might be the realest thing I'd ever felt. I was minding my business, slaying my goals, living my best life with my girl gang—on my own terms. Love was the last thing on my mind. Marriage just wasn't in the cards for me. I never considered myself wifey material. Staying at home, baking cookies and washing laundry?Forget it! Then, Weston, with his big heart and bushy beard, snuck his way into my feelings. His family was prim and perfect, and my edgy attitude and I were not. He needed a fiancée to secure his place in the family business, and I needed cash to pay off my debts from a string of mooching exes. This crazy lie was a win-win for both of us. How could I say no? Previously published under the title "e;Cream-Pied."e;

DTF. Support your local girl gang! Me and my dirty, tough female besties are ready to dominate in Whip It Out! As a dominatrix and a boss babe, I was used to taking charge both in and out of the bedroom. But raising a kid … That was a lot of responsibility. How would I know the first thing about motherhood when my mom was such a bad example? I sure wasn't looking for love or a hot-as-hell, overprotective single dad. But that was exactly what I found gyrating onstage in a leopard-print thong. Terrance—my favorite bartender by day and stripper named Tito by night. What was not to love? Plus, if things didn't work out, my girl gang always had my back. Pink taco getaway truck and all. But the way Terrance loved his little girl melted my heart and gave me a warm feeling that I hadn't thought existed in my cold, dead soul. I wondered if maybe, just maybe, I could be the woman he needed me to be. What could it hurt if I gave it a shot? Previously published under the title "e;Whip it Out."e;