Freebies and Bonus Chapters
Freebies and Bonus Chapters
By downloading the free novellas and/or bonus chapters, you will automatically be signed up for Jennilynn Wyer's monthly newsletter. You can cancel at any time.
*Powered by StoryOrigin.
By downloading the free novellas and/or bonus chapters, you will automatically be signed up for Jennilynn Wyer's monthly newsletter. You can cancel at any time.
*Powered by StoryOrigin.
A FALLEN BROOK NOVELLA
Peyton
When I was nine years old, I fell in love. The type of love that fills your heart completely so that no other person ever has a chance of stealing any tiny piece of it for themselves. The kind of love that ruins you because your heart will never want another. It’s a forever love. A finding your soulmate love. A love that doesn’t care how old you are and can take hold even at the tender age of nine. It’s perfect and wonderful and completes you in a way that nothing else can. Not money or success or material things.
But that perfect love comes at a price.
There’s a saying. “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If not, it was never meant to be.”
Well, I came back.
Because I will always belong to him.
Tate Kingston.
A FALLEN BROOK NOVELLA
Peyton
When I was nine years old, I fell in love. The type of love that fills your heart completely so that no other person ever has a chance of stealing any tiny piece of it for themselves. The kind of love that ruins you because your heart will never want another. It’s a forever love. A finding your soulmate love. A love that doesn’t care how old you are and can take hold even at the tender age of nine. It’s perfect and wonderful and completes you in a way that nothing else can. Not money or success or material things.
But that perfect love comes at a price.
There’s a saying. “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If not, it was never meant to be.”
Well, I came back.
Because I will always belong to him.
Tate Kingston.
When I was nine years old, I fell in love. The type of love that fills your heart completely so that no other person ever has a chance of stealing any tiny piece of it for themselves. The kind of love that ruins you because your heart will never want another. It’s a forever love. A finding your soulmate love. A love that doesn’t care how old you are and can take hold even at the tender age of nine. It’s perfect and wonderful and completes you in a way that nothing else can. Not money or success or material things.
But that perfect love comes at a price.
There’s a saying. “If you love something, set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours. If not, it was never meant to be.”
Well, I came back.
Because I will always belong to him.
Tate Kingston.
Dumped on her thirtieth birthday, Jessalyn decides to drink away her sorrows at a bar. That is, until sexy-as-sin, blue-eyed Nick sits down beside her. Jessi doesn’t do one-night stands, but all Nick has to do is smile his dimpled smile to have her changing her mind. Nick is about to turn Jessi’s life upside down.
Nick isn’t just the hot guy she met at the bar. Jessi soon discovers that he’s also a college senior and eight years younger than she is! But to the twenty-two-year-old Nick, age doesn’t matter because he wants Jessi. Badly. He just has to convince her to give him a shot. Because as soon as Nick laid eyes on Jessi, it was love at first sight, and he will not stop until she is his.
Kiss Me Like You Want Me is a short, sexy read that has everything you crave. Age gap romance where the heroine is older than the hero? Check. Hot times under the sheet? Check. Hot young alpha male that will stop at nothing to claim his woman? Check.
Dumped on her thirtieth birthday, Jessalyn decides to drink away her sorrows at a bar. That is, until sexy-as-sin, blue-eyed Nick sits down beside her. Jessi doesn’t do one-night stands, but all Nick has to do is smile his dimpled smile to have her changing her mind. Nick is about to turn Jessi’s life upside down.
Nick isn’t just the hot guy she met at the bar. Jessi soon discovers that he’s also a college senior and eight years younger than she is! But to the twenty-two-year-old Nick, age doesn’t matter because he wants Jessi. Badly. He just has to convince her to give him a shot. Because as soon as Nick laid eyes on Jessi, it was love at first sight, and he will not stop until she is his.
Kiss Me Like You Want Me is a short, sexy read that has everything you crave. Age gap romance where the heroine is older than the hero? Check. Hot times under the sheet? Check. Hot young alpha male that will stop at nothing to claim his woman? Check.
Nick isn’t just the hot guy she met at the bar. Jessi soon discovers that he’s also a college senior and eight years younger than she is! But to the twenty-two-year-old Nick, age doesn’t matter because he wants Jessi. Badly. He just has to convince her to give him a shot. Because as soon as Nick laid eyes on Jessi, it was love at first sight, and he will not stop until she is his.
Kiss Me Like You Want Me is a short, sexy read that has everything you crave. Age gap romance where the heroine is older than the hero? Check. Hot times under the sheet? Check. Hot young alpha male that will stop at nothing to claim his woman? Check.
Penelope
I hate Oscar McNamara. I hate his sexy brown eyes and his kissable lips. I hate his chiseled chin and hard, muscled body. I hate his deep voice and the way he smiles. I guess what I really hate about Oscar is the fact that I have been in love with him for most of my life. Oscar and I have been best friends since elementary school when he pulled my hair and made me cry. We co-own a bakery together. Heck, we even live together as roommates. I would give anything for Oscar to see me as more than his best friend. My friend Katie says that it’s time for me to move on. That I need to kiss some frogs to find my prince and get my happy-ever-after. Maybe she’s right.
Oscar
I have loved Penelope Archer since I was six years old. I love everything about her. Her long, red hair that I want to sink my fingers into. The smattering of freckles on her nose that I want kiss. Her curvy body that my hands are desperate to touch. But Penny has friend-zoned me, and I don’t know how to get out of it. I need to show her that I am the man of her dreams. It’s time I make my move. It’s time I claim my woman. Get ready, Penny, because I won’t stop until you are mine.
Penelope
I hate Oscar McNamara. I hate his sexy brown eyes and his kissable lips. I hate his chiseled chin and hard, muscled body. I hate his deep voice and the way he smiles. I guess what I really hate about Oscar is the fact that I have been in love with him for most of my life. Oscar and I have been best friends since elementary school when he pulled my hair and made me cry. We co-own a bakery together. Heck, we even live together as roommates. I would give anything for Oscar to see me as more than his best friend. My friend Katie says that it’s time for me to move on. That I need to kiss some frogs to find my prince and get my happy-ever-after. Maybe she’s right.
Oscar
I have loved Penelope Archer since I was six years old. I love everything about her. Her long, red hair that I want to sink my fingers into. The smattering of freckles on her nose that I want kiss. Her curvy body that my hands are desperate to touch. But Penny has friend-zoned me, and I don’t know how to get out of it. I need to show her that I am the man of her dreams. It’s time I make my move. It’s time I claim my woman. Get ready, Penny, because I won’t stop until you are mine.
I hate Oscar McNamara. I hate his sexy brown eyes and his kissable lips. I hate his chiseled chin and hard, muscled body. I hate his deep voice and the way he smiles. I guess what I really hate about Oscar is the fact that I have been in love with him for most of my life. Oscar and I have been best friends since elementary school when he pulled my hair and made me cry. We co-own a bakery together. Heck, we even live together as roommates. I would give anything for Oscar to see me as more than his best friend. My friend Katie says that it’s time for me to move on. That I need to kiss some frogs to find my prince and get my happy-ever-after. Maybe she’s right.
Oscar
I have loved Penelope Archer since I was six years old. I love everything about her. Her long, red hair that I want to sink my fingers into. The smattering of freckles on her nose that I want kiss. Her curvy body that my hands are desperate to touch. But Penny has friend-zoned me, and I don’t know how to get out of it. I need to show her that I am the man of her dreams. It’s time I make my move. It’s time I claim my woman. Get ready, Penny, because I won’t stop until you are mine.
Elle Max Masters is an egotistical, narcissistic jerk. Just the sight of him makes my blood boil and my anger erupt. He thinks he can come into my bookstore and mess with how I run my business? Well, Mr. High and Mighty has got another thing coming before I let that happen. But I have bigger things to worry about than Max’s stupidly handsome face and sexy-as-sin body. I just booked one the world’s most reclusive bestselling mystery writers, J. Jameson, to come to my bookstore to do a book signing. This is huge! J. Jameson has never, not once, made a public appearance in his entire literary career. So, now it’s all hands-on-deck, as I prepare for this once in a lifetime opportunity. Well, it would be if Max would stop poking his regal nose into my business. Max I met Elle Peterson when she worked as a literary agent in New York City while I worked at one of the big publishing houses. It was hate at first sight. I hated her so much that when she left her job to take over the bookstore her grandmother left her in her will, I followed Elle to the quaint town of Porter’s Creek and started my own small indie publishing house, Indie Author Ink. Now, I find out that she booked J. Jameson for a book signing. Yeah, about that. There's no way I will let that happen. I only have to convince Elle to agree with me.
Elle
Max Masters is an egotistical, narcissistic jerk. Just the sight of him makes my blood boil and my anger erupt. He thinks he can come into my bookstore and mess with how I run my business? Well, Mr. High and Mighty has got another thing coming before I let that happen. But I have bigger things to worry about than Max’s stupidly handsome face and sexy-as-sin body. I just booked one the world’s most reclusive bestselling mystery writers, J. Jameson, to come to my bookstore to do a book signing. This is huge! J. Jameson has never, not once, made a public appearance in his entire literary career. So, now it’s all hands-on-deck, as I prepare for this once in a lifetime opportunity. Well, it would be if Max would stop poking his regal nose into my business.
Max
I met Elle Peterson when she worked as a literary agent in New York City while I worked at one of the big publishing houses. It was hate at first sight. I hated her so much that when she left her job to take over the bookstore her grandmother left her in her will, I followed Elle to the quaint town of Porter’s Creek and started my own small indie publishing house, Indie Author Ink. Now, I find out that she booked J. Jameson for a book signing. Yeah, about that. There's no way I will let that happen. I only have to convince Elle to agree with me.