Melissa Belle USA TODAY Bestselling Author
Wild Small Town Bundle (Books 4-7)
Wild Small Town Bundle (Books 4-7)
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SYNOPSIS
SYNOPSIS
Four Wild Men in a Steamy Small-Town Bundle
AYDEN
We made a friendship pact so we would each have someone to count in our darkest times. So if I tell Bella how I feel before I leave town, it could screw it all up. And if I don’t? I'll regret it for the rest of my life. A friends-to-lovers beach romance.
JENSON
It's been years, but they never got over each other. Now they're grown up and no one can tell them they can't be together...A forbidden single dad romance.
BRAYDEN
Brayden Wild was my first real kiss. He salvaged my heart from a bad choice I wish I never made, on a night I wish I could forget. A forbidden cowboy romance.
CAMERON
The team rule book says she's off limits, but I've broken the rules before...and something tells me she's worth the risk. A forbidden, coach's daughter, hockey romance.
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "My favorite Melissa Belle novel hands down!" -- 5-star Amazon Reviewer
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "I fall in love with a Wild man every time I read about one" -- 5-star Amazon Reviewer
* Excerpt from AYDEN:
Plus One.
The two words every single woman dreads when she opens up a wedding invitation from her ex-boyfriend and sees he’s trying to be chivalrous. Kind. Possibly generous. You can bring a plus one. Sure, you can. I’m getting married, so I’m clearly not threatened, and I’ve obviously moved on. Have you? If you have, then you’ll have no problem filling in the space next to your name with a “plus one.”
I stare at the gold embossed envelope in my lap. My work shift has just ended, but I stay sitting inside the safety of the Lucky Bay Pool Hall cashier’s booth because I need the privacy.
With shaking hands, I reread the thick embossed page inviting me to attend the wedding of my ex-boyfriend and his new partner, about to become his husband. And I stare at the blank space where my plus one is supposed to be.
Then, because I’m a masochist right now and old memories are center stage in my mind, I flip through my phone until I find the online video that went viral and altered the course of my life.
Me—grainy but clearly me, naïve and barely twenty-two—on stage with my guitar at a bar in Los Angeles. Happy as can be, my long blond ponytail swinging behind me as I strum the chords to the song I’d just finished writing the night before. The camera shifts to Trevor, my boyfriend at the time, making out in the crowd with someone, someone who clearly isn’t me. Max. My manager. Who I trusted.
The camera shifts back to me, and my horrified face as recognition sets in because somebody put the spotlight on my boyfriend and my manager in the crowd. I’ll never know who did it, who literally shined the light on the lie that was defining my life, but I’m actually grateful to the misguided angel. Because if I hadn’t found out, and Trevor and I had kept dating and built a future like we’d planned…well, my life would be in a far worse hell than it is.
I still remember staggering home alone to my threadbare apartment that night. I was teary-eyed and lost. But then Ayden called. Ayden Wild, my best friend and lifeline since I was three years old. He asked me what was wrong, and I poured my heart out. He let out a string of curse words when I told him about Trevor.
“I’m getting on the next flight out,” he said immediately. “I’ll be there as soon as I can, Bella.”
I glanced at the wall behind my bed, at the postcard of the stately Lucky Bay lighthouse effortlessly withstanding the rough Maine seas. Ayden had sent me that postcard a month earlier—he had told me to tack it up so I could look at it whenever I felt homesick. The town lighthouse felt like my sanctuary, calling me home when I was feeling so lost. That lighthouse reminded me of Maine, and comfort, and Ayden.
And that was the moment it hit me. “There’s nothing here for me anymore, Ayden.” My voice choked up as I realized for the first time how true that statement was.
“I’m here for you, Bella.” His voice was rough and sure, and I clutched at the phone like I was holding onto him. “I’m here.”
When I didn’t say anything, he added in a tone so low I barely heard him, “I dare you.”
I dare you.
Like always, Ayden gave me exactly what I needed from him.
Shivers ran through my body, and he added softly, “Come home.”
Continue reading Ayden if you love:
✅ A protective hero
✅ A talented singer
✅ Steamy best friends to lovers
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This one is HOT! I want an Ayden of my own. Hot and Steamy!!" - Reviewer
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "I've loved all of these books. Colton, Dylan, and all the other cousins. I don't want the series to end. The way they all fall in love so completely is a testament to the author. Awesome." -Reviewer
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ "This series just keeps getting better and better. This is a great, honest emotional book that will keep you wanting to read from the first page to the last page. Can't wait for the next book in the series!"
Binge on the Wild Romance with four small town books in the series! These steamy romances are perfect for readers who love small towns, protective heroes, smart feisty heroines, slow burn and fated love with plenty of swoon and emotion.
BOOKS INCLUDED IN THE BUNDLE
✅ Ayden
✅ Jenson
✅ Brayden
✅ Cameron
PLUS EXCLUSIVE BONUS SCENES
Chapter One Look Inside
Chapter One Look Inside
* Excerpt from AYDEN:
I can’t stop touching Bella. Every time a strand of blond hair slips out of her ponytail, I brush it out of her face. Which means I get to touch her soft skin—her cheeks, her neck, and the soft curve of her ears, one of which holds three tiny diamond piercings, and the other ear two. Those diamonds are my undoing right now—I have to hold myself back from nibbling at Bella’s earlobe and making her moan.
What in the ever-loving heck is wrong with me?
Bella Wesley and I are just friends. The truth is, she’s far more than a friend—Bella is everything to me, and she always has been. Which is exactly why I make sure to keep her in the friend zone. Why I need to keep her in the friend zone. This decision is not up for discussion; it’s a choice we both made and hold to, no matter what.
“Ayd?” Her voice is huskier than normal, the way it gets when she’s been drinking. “You okay?”
I wrap my arm around her shoulders, and we sit silently on the beach, just staring out at the black ocean.
“I’m going to miss this place.” I don’t mean to say that; it just slips out.
“I know.”
And that’s what I’ll miss the most. The woman next to me, who understands what I’m saying and every meaning underneath it without me having to explain. The woman who’s been there for me my entire life.
And, because I can’t seem to stop myself, I bring up a topic Bella and I always make a point to stay away from.
“How’s the tool you’re dating?”
She backhands me in the stomach, and I laugh.
“Trey,” she says, clearly drawing out the name on purpose, “is fine.”
“‘Fine’ doesn’t sound nearly good enough for you, B.” As much as I try to hold it back, I can’t help the jealousy that creeps into my voice.
“And we’re not ‘dating,’” she says, putting the word in air quotes. “We’ve only been on two dates. I’m getting to know him. He’s…you know, it’s just casual.”
That’s Bella code for, “I don’t really like this guy, but I’ll date him for a while until it fizzles out and comes to an end.”
I try to keep from smiling. “Okay.”
“How are your girlfriends?” she says in response. “Jenny, and what’s the other one’s name? The one who always glares at me when I say hi?”
I can’t help the grin that takes over my face. “Ashley. She hates you.”
“Really,” she says sarcastically. “I couldn’t tell. Maybe she should hate your dating style instead—you know, the fact that you won’t ever commit to one woman.”
“Maybe she should.” I lean closer to her, inhaling her strawberry and mango scent that I normally try to ignore.
But tonight, I can’t ignore anything about Bella Wesley.
And I’m buzzed enough that I let my body take over my brain. My fingers trail a slow path down Bella’s bare arm until I reach her waist. I circle her hip with my hand and squeeze.
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