Four bossy brothers. Two sassy sisters. Five sweet short stories.
Meet the Alphas -- They're big, bossy brutes hiding hearts of gold and over-the-top tendencies. When they want something, nothing stands in their way. Get ready to laugh, cry, and swoon when these older alphas find the curvy women meant for them.
Her Alpha: The Complete Series includes all five stories in Nichole Rose's Her Alpha series, as well as special never-before-seen bonus scenes.
Her Alpha Daddy Next Door: A homicide detective falls for his nerdy neighbor in this hilarious romantic comedy. If you enjoy instalove, crazy dogs, and over-the-top alphas, you'll love Carter and Luna's sweet, steamy story!
Her Alpha Boss Undercover: When a computer geek goes undercover at the family business, he runs right into his future in this over-the-top romance. "Ben Dover" will keep his BBW swooning.
Her Alpha's Secret Baby: Four months ago, the love of his life disappeared from this brooding alpha's life. Now she's back with a big secret. For a second chance with his curvy girl, this Goodson brother will take the biggest leap of all.
Her Alpha Protector: This tattooed alpha is determined to find out why his curvy girl has turned him down every day for six months. Once he learns the truth, he'll do whatever it takes to protect his woman in this steamy short romance.
Her Date with an Alpha: When this bossy billionaire meets a sassy kindergarten teacher, he's determined to claim her as his own. He's a man on a mission…and she's his target in this sweet romance.
When these older alpha males meet their younger BBW, all bets are off. If you enjoy instalove, over-the-top (OTT) alphas, and hijinks galore, you'll love this series of sweet, steamy stories from Nichole Rose. As always, all Nichole Rose books come complete with a sticky sweet and guaranteed HEA.
Excerpt from the Her Alpha Daddy Next Door Bonus Scene
"You take that back right now, Carter Grayson!" Luna yells, standing up on the couch. She looks fucking adorable with her hands on her hips and her eyes narrowed on me in outrage. Her pregnant belly is massive, making her look as if she has a watermelon under her shirt. I'm a little worried she's going to hurt herself standing up on the couch because she's not very graceful, so I reach out and grab her, pulling her down into my arms.
"I'm not taking it back, princess," I mutter, kissing the shit out of her because I can. "Star Trek is better than Star Wars."
"It's true," Eli agrees with me from across the living room, earning an outraged gasp from his wife, who clearly sides with Luna on this one.
Luna turns her head in his direction, sticking her tongue out at him. "You're not my favorite brother anymore."
"Whatever. You fucking love me," he says, grinning at her.
"What the fuck?" Nathan growls, narrowing his eyes on my princess. "I thought I was your favorite brother."
Brooke giggles, burying her face in his shoulder.
"Of course you're my favorite," Luna tells him and then seems to think better of it. "Unless you think Star Trek is better too."
"I don't," Trevor says, coming up for air. He's been making out with Gracie for the past fifteen minutes. I don't think he's heard a word of the argument. They just found out she's pregnant again, so Trevor is more obsessed with his wife than usual. He tends to stay lost in her, only coming up for air when she makes him play nice with the rest of us. "Star Trek is lame."
"Trevor is my new favorite," Luna declares, earning groans from Eli and Nathan. She's not fooling me though. They're all her favorite brothers. I think they've been playing this game with her since she was little, trying to get her to pick a favorite. She tells all three of them they're her favorite, which is probably true because my princess has a heart the size of Texas. But her and Eli are closest. They're two peas in a pod.
"He's just saying that shit because he's a suck up," Eli complains, glaring at his twin brother from across the room. "He's probably never even seen Star Wars before."
"Yes, I have. It's the show with the robot who tells everyone to bite his metal ass."
"Do you mean Bender?" Nathan asks him.
Shocked silence hangs in the air for several long moments before everyone cracks up laughing. Luna gapes, her mouth opening and closing before she gives in and buries her face in my throat. Her entire body shakes with laughter.
Fuck, I love when she's happy. Movie night with her brothers and their wives is always an adventure. They're all insane, but we've gotten close since Luna and I moved to Santa Maria a year ago. They spend far too much time at our house but seeing my princess happy is worth it. She adores her brothers and they make no secret of the fact that they feel the same way about her.
"Why is everyone laughing?" Trevor demands, looking genuinely confused.
"Trevor," Gracie giggles, wiping her eyes. "That's not Star Wars."
"Dude, that's Futurama," Nathan say. "Star Wars has Darth Vader and the little robot that beeps. And the shiny gold douche one."
"Huh." Trevor purses his lips and then shrugs. "Whatever. I like the other robot. Bender. And the one-eyed chick."
About the Book
She may not be from his world, but she belongs to him anyway.
Cadence Grayson was meant to be mine. I knew it the minute I saw her.
She's smart, sassy, and keeps me on my toes.
But she thinks I'm someone I'm not and wants nothing to do with my world.
Now I have to convince her to give me a shot.
Lucky for me, I don't give up easily.
Cadence Marie Grayson, you're going down.
Colton Walker might be the hottest billionaire in San Francisco.
He could have anyone he wants, but for some reason, he's set his sights on me.
I keep telling him I'm not cut out for a high society life. I'm a hot mess with no verbal filter.
But he is relentless and so freaking sweet. And he knows exactly how to make me crazy.
Lord, I think he's wearing me down.
This older alpha male is crazy about his sassy, younger BBW…or maybe he's just plain crazy. Either way, he's not taking no for an answer in this sweet, steamy romance from Nichole Rose. If instalove, mouthy heroines, and an over-the-top (OTT) billionaire sounds like a good time to you, you're in luck. Colton and Cadence are coming your way! As always, all Nichole Rose books come complete with a sticky sweet and guaranteed HEA.
As you may have noticed if you pre-ordered the book, the excerpt from His Captive Bride (Trick and Sophie's story) is missing from the back. Because of COVID-19, it's taking Amazon longer to approve books.
Unfortunately, they didn't get the pre-order for this one approved until after it was too late to upload the final file. For those who pre-ordered or ordered during the first few hours, this means you got the ARC file instead of the final version.
I attempted to reach out to Amazon about it before the deadline to upload, but was basically told there was nothing I could do beyond wait until the book unlocked on release day to upload the final file. So I'm sharing the excerpt here for anyone who doesn't have it in their copy of Date with an Alpha.
His Captive Bride Excerpt
"I'm not asking you to tell me where the fuck the president is at," Dane Robertson growls at the young desk clerk, who pales considerably. "I just want to know where the fuck to find my girl since she isn't answering her phone."
"I…um…" The clerk looks around with wide, frightened eyes as if looking for someone to save him from my boss.
"She's using his credit card. Can you at least tell us the last place in the resort where she charged it?" I ask before Dane's head explodes. She's using her brother's card, but whatever. Dane has been fucked up in love with Sienna Davis sent I started working as his Head of Security two years ago. When it comes to her, he isn't rational.
Which is, I'm guessing, why she ran off to Vegas in the first place. Instead of claiming the little blonde like he should have done years ago, he put a ring on some other woman's finger. Olivia was a sweet girl, but she and Dane weren't in love or anything remotely close to it. Thank fucking God he came to his senses before he married her. But I'm not so sure little Sienna is going to see it that way, though. She's looked at my boss with stars in her eyes since I met her.
I think the only people who don't know how they feel about each other are the two of them, and Sienna's brother, Grant. Dane doesn't want to fuck up his relationship with Grant by claiming his baby sister. It's not my fucking business, but goddamn. Watching the two of them dance around each other is enough to stress me the fuck out.
When you've lived the kind of life I have, and have seen the shit I've seen, things become real simple. There are some things in life you fight for: love, freedom, and honor. Everything else is just bullshit and background noise, lies we feed ourselves to make ourselves feel better. If Dane doesn't pull his head out of his ass soon, he's going to lose that girl for good.
Life is too fucking short and lonely to let love slip through your fingers. If I'm ever fortunate to find a girl who looks at me like Sienna looks at him, you bet your ass I'm keeping her. I'll fight anyone who tries to take her from me. And I don't ever lose.
"Y-yes, sir," the clerk says, shooting me a grateful smile. I'm not trying to save his life though. I'm trying to keep my boss out of jail.
He growls beside me but settles while the kids queries the casino's system.
I drum my fingers on the desk, ready to get this shit over with so we can get the hell out of Vegas. I spent most of my life in the military, in places as close to hell as you can get while still on earth. Crowds bug me. There are too many unknowns, too many risks. I don't get paid the big bucks to take risks. I get paid to eliminate them.
Working for a billionaire has its perks. He pays me well to keep him and his people safe. As far as I'm concerned, my job is fucking great. Or it will be once we get the fuck out of Vegas. Thank God we don't come here often. Tennessee is more my speed.
Fewer people, less bullshit.
"The card was charged half an hour ago in the VIP Lounge," the clerk says.
Dane takes off in that direction.
"Thanks." I toss a fifty on the counter for the kid's trouble, and then follow after Dane. If Sienna's with some other man at that bar, he's liable to lose his mind completely. He's been a snarling beast since Grant told him that she ran off. Not that I blame him. Vegas is the last place a girl like Sienna needs to be, especially alone.
I catch up to him as his boots hit the casino floor.
"I'm going to spank her ass," he mutters, but I don't think he's talking to me.
If he'd handle the situation, she wouldn't have run off, but I keep my opinion to myself, instead using my body to cut a path through the throng on the casino floor. Most people move out of our way without a word. The few who object quickly shut the fuck up once they see the two of us. Being a big, scary motherfucker has its advantages. Not many are willing to fuck with you when you're six-seven and three hundred pounds. Dane isn't much smaller than I am.
A bottle blonde steps into our path when we're halfway across the casino floor. Her eyes rake up and down my body. I don't miss the way she licks her lips, but I do ignore it. I'm not interested in her. Hell, I'm not interested in much these days. I can't remember the last time I got my dick wet.
He seems to have taken a permanent hiatus.
She huffs like she's insulted when I step around her.
I chuckle, shaking my head. I've been called worse. Probably will be again before they lower me into the ground.
We hit a break in the crowd as the VIP Lounge comes into sight.
Sienna is on top of the bar with a sexy little redhead, swaying back and forth to the music and giggling. A crowd of horny motherfuckers have surrounded the bar, cheering them on while the bartender tries to get them down.
I damn near trip when I catch sight of the redhead dancing beside Sienna. Sophie McGuire is tiny, with curves sharp enough to topple empires. I've only seen her from a distance before, but mother of God, the shit I want to do to her is illegal in half of the world.
Jesus fuck. She's gorgeous. Her red hair is loose, the wavy strands damn near reaching her lower back. Her tiny dress barely covers her. A pair of juicy tits practically spill out the top. The scrap of fabric ends a few inches below her ass, leaving her thick thighs on display.
My dick reacts to the sight of her, standing straight up and begging for attention.
Well, fuck. I guess he's back in action and declaring his allegiance. Not that I blame him.
"I'm going to spank her ass," Dane growls again. He takes off in that direction, growling like he's two seconds from losing his shit.
I hurry after him, my cock leaking as Sophie rolls her hips and shimmies to the beat of the music, her head thrown back, and her eyes closed. My heart pounds, lust and something else…something bigger…slamming into me like a wall. Every nerve ending in my body fires at once, screaming for me to claim her before anyone else touches her.
"Jesus H. Christ," I breathe, shaking my head like that's going to clear it.
"Do not fucking look at her," Dane snarls, murder in his tone.
Don't look at her? I can't take my fucking eyes off her.
I am so fucked.
So is she.
Just as soon as I get her sexy ass down and back to my room.
His Captive Bride will release in early June!
Nichole Rose writes filthy, feel-good romance for curvy readers. Her books feature headstrong, sassy women and the alpha males who consume them. From grumpy detectives to country boys with attitude to instalove and over-the-top declarations, nothing is off-limits.