Alaskan Romance Series by Shaye Marlow

Helly is a volatile blonde with a passion for fishing, a grudging tolerance for the fishermen she guides, and a part-time job putting her sexual fantasies in writing. She lives a quiet life in the Alaskan bush, alone on her little lake with only a spooky dog and her gun collection for company. But then Gary, the most obnoxious man Helly’s ever met, roars into her life. The mysterious helicopter pilot moves into the cabin across the lake with a vengeance. And fire. And karaoke... moreHelly is a volatile blonde with a passion for fishing, a grudging tolerance for the fishermen she guides, and a part-time job putting her sexual fantasies in writing. She lives a quiet life in the Alaskan bush, alone on her little lake with only a spooky dog and her gun collection for company. But then Gary, the most obnoxious man Helly’s ever met, roars into her life. The mysterious helicopter pilot moves into the cabin across the lake with a vengeance. And fire. And karaoke. He’s a despicably early riser with a penchant for public indecency, a talent for trespassing… and he’s handsome as the devil, with abs she’d like to lick. Helly quickly realizes her little lake isn’t big enough for the two of them. After an initial attempt at being reasonable, and responsible, and mature, she gives up—and gives as good as she gets. What follows is a feud of eardrum-battering intensity; a no-holds-barred water fight to the tune of a screaming chainsaw, with her panties caught in the crossfire. Just when Helly thinks things couldn’t possibly get any worse, her crazy brothers crash the party. In an unforgiving land where even the wildlife is out for blood, can the pair survive long enough for Gary to capture Helly’s heart, along with her wrists? Or will Gary’s past be the final blow, after Helly loses her boat, her dignity, and what’s left of her ammo? For lovers of Alaskan romance and romantic comedy, Two Cabins, One Lake is a sexy, standalone contemporary romance novel with action & adventure, a splash of mystery & suspense, and a satisfying conclusion. Take a vacation to Alaska, where everything's bigger & wilder. You'll laugh out loud! less

Rory the Crazy, Rory the Cunning… Rory the Cowardly. I fear many things, not the least of which is one little old lady: Dotty, who is much more than she appears. One thing I don’t shrink from? Brainstorming with my smut-writing sister. Tentacle monsters, ruthless Amazon women, trolls, fairies, honey-trap witches. But what if… some of these things actually exist? Not just in my imagination, and not here, in this universe, but in one Dotty has access to. One she shoves me into... moreRory the Crazy, Rory the Cunning… Rory the Cowardly. I fear many things, not the least of which is one little old lady: Dotty, who is much more than she appears. One thing I don’t shrink from? Brainstorming with my smut-writing sister. Tentacle monsters, ruthless Amazon women, trolls, fairies, honey-trap witches. But what if… some of these things actually exist? Not just in my imagination, and not here, in this universe, but in one Dotty has access to. One she shoves me into. Hypothetically, if this were to happen, and I were to meet a vertically-challenged cursed woman named Calamity… If we were to brave monsters and settle feuds and destroy towns… If I were to find out I had a grand fate, that I was the prophesized one, the one who’d change everything… And assuming you’re strangely attracted to hypotheticals, and crave fun and fire and fantasy, and romantic tales of heroism that bards will sing about for ages, then… Dude, hold my beer, and let me tell you a story. less

Rocking sparkly purple toenails under a pair of steel-toe boots, Suzy is a river barge captain in the Alaskan Bush. She’s a tiny gossip with big problems: her able-bodied barge boy just left her high and dry, she can’t sleep, her best friend Helly is getting all the action… and now, someone’s stolen her gold nugget. Ed is a nice guy. He’s a bushrat with a big beard, a knack for fixing things, and a wardrobe consisting of flannel… period... moreRocking sparkly purple toenails under a pair of steel-toe boots, Suzy is a river barge captain in the Alaskan Bush. She’s a tiny gossip with big problems: her able-bodied barge boy just left her high and dry, she can’t sleep, her best friend Helly is getting all the action… and now, someone’s stolen her gold nugget. Ed is a nice guy. He’s a bushrat with a big beard, a knack for fixing things, and a wardrobe consisting of flannel… period. He’s the only man who can help Suzy with all of her problems, but he’s also her most likely suspect. And Ed has a secret, one which Suzy will go to great lengths—even if those lengths are measured in rope—to uncover. Enter Helly’s brothers, who rob Suzy of orgasms, harass her wildlife, and break her roof. Then, Ed’s wicked sister, who insists Suzy’s nugget is hers. Add in a whole Passion Party’s worth of tipsy women, a pet goat bent on revenge, conniving fishing guides… and Suzy’s belligerent dad, who’s got a hard-on for the law. In the resulting madness—amongst big criminal acts, little criminal acts, and ones that are juuuust right—will Suzy have a fighting chance of finding her gold nugget? Or will she get sidetracked by the tantalizing mystery that is Ed, and in doing so, discover just how bad Ed can be? Two Captains, One Chair is a romantic comedy that can be read as a standalone - though you’ll laugh a boatload more if you read Two Cabins, One Lake first. Catch up with Helly and Gary in Marlow's latest wacky contemporary romance, and meet an expanded cast of quirky characters as they maraud through the Alaskan Bush, violating the basic tenets of civilization to bring you another sexy, ridiculous adventure. less

manover MAN-oh-ver | noun 1: a makeover of one’s masculinity Example: “J.D. is such a metrosexual that, at this point, our only option is a manover.” –Zack & Rory Adderack J.D.’s got a problem. He’s an MMA fighter who’s lost his belt, his honor, the mobility in his shoulder, and the sexist pigs he’s been mooching off of have just gone insane… but, that’s not the problem. The problem is about five foot five, with big brown eyes, and serves coffee next door... moremanover MAN-oh-ver | noun 1: a makeover of one’s masculinity Example: “J.D. is such a metrosexual that, at this point, our only option is a manover.” –Zack & Rory Adderack J.D.’s got a problem. He’s an MMA fighter who’s lost his belt, his honor, the mobility in his shoulder, and the sexist pigs he’s been mooching off of have just gone insane… but, that’s not the problem. The problem is about five foot five, with big brown eyes, and serves coffee next door. The problem talks sh*t when they play video games, and is at least an 8/10 on the Hot Crazy Matrix… but is no unicorn (the problem believes in Bigfoot). Further frustrating our hapless hero, the problem wants to run her hands allll over him, but doesn’t believe in happy endings. Follow along as J.D. tackles his problem, sees it tied to a tree, and gets busy trying to nail down a solution in a boat, and with a goat, here, there, and frankly, everywhere. The biggest barrier to J.D. licking his problem on a more permanent basis? His jackass siblings just drove him to buy a ticket home… In Bush, Alaska, rivers are roads, subdivisions only exist in a surveyor’s imagination, and rules are for sissies. Be catapulted into a land where men in fur hats drag women around by the hair, and your choices determine whether you star in a fairy orgy, or are crushed to death by your 55-inch TV. Roll on the floor laughing with this steamy, twisted, ridiculous romantic comedy. less

My name is Zack Adderack, and I’m a screw-up, but I can change, if I have to, I guess. But first, I need to shoot a bear. We—my brother, Rory, and I—have declared war on the trebuchet-loving freaks holed up across the river. The other neighbors, for some reason, despise us—but their feelings pale in comparison to what a crazy old hunting guide up in the mountains feels for us ‘lowlanders’. That dangerous recluse is harboring secrets, as well as a beautiful daughter. Frances... moreMy name is Zack Adderack, and I’m a screw-up, but I can change, if I have to, I guess. But first, I need to shoot a bear. We—my brother, Rory, and I—have declared war on the trebuchet-loving freaks holed up across the river. The other neighbors, for some reason, despise us—but their feelings pale in comparison to what a crazy old hunting guide up in the mountains feels for us ‘lowlanders’. That dangerous recluse is harboring secrets, as well as a beautiful daughter. Frances. She’s gorgeous, sexy, wild, and even a little mean. It’s been a madhouse ever since Rory and I dragged her home. Not to put too fine a point on it, but I want her with the fire of a thousand suns. But, winning her over isn’t as simple as it sounds. The wildlife’s encroaching, Rory’s jealous, and Ed—poor guy—is facing imminent matrimony. As if all that weren’t enough, this airplane we’re in might be stolen, my parents are dropping in for a visit, and my sister just chambered another round. Welcome to the wilderness of Alaska, home of romantic action-adventure comedy somewhere between Mad Max and Romancing the Stone, but hotter. P.S. You really should read Book 1 or 2 of this series first, before jumping in the deep end. less