Gwyn McNamee

Hate sex with the maid of honor at my best friend's royal wedding . . . I blame the vodka. Or maybe it was seeing how damn good she looked in that dress. The way it hugged every curve and accentuated her best assets. I definitely won't admit it might be because seeing the prince find his own...

Now in one complete collection, the three novellas in Gwyn McNamee's Slip Series. Includes Dickslip, Nipslip, and Beaver Blunder.

A cursed pharaoh. A determined archaeologist. Three days to find true love. The dank depths of the Egyptian ruins reveal something I’ve been searching for my entire adult life—the tomb of the mysterious pharaoh, Nebtawyre Mentuhotep IV....

Greed. For the last 4,000 years, it’s been my curse. Every day, I live with the repercussions of the terrible choices I made. I thought I’d seen it all…then a black aura crosses my path. The beautiful woman it belongs to sends my world into a tailspin....

Returning to Loch Ness means coming home in more ways than one. The monster exists. I’ve seen him. Visions of the beast haunt my dreams and waking hours. When he rises from the water again, I watch him shift into a sexy Highlander right before my eyes, and everything I think I know evaporates....

A haunted mansion. A sexy ghost. A contractor determined to fix both....

I own the runway. Until my nipple pops out of my dress during New York Fashion Week and it suddenly owns me. Being called a worthless gutter slut by a fuming designer is the least of my problems....

No panties. No problem. At least until I slip on the wet floor and go heels over head in front of my colleagues and half the courthouse. Returning to consciousness can't be more awkward, until I find out who my sexy, argumentative, and bossy knight in shining armor really is....

Playing in a star-studded charity basketball game should be fun, and it is, until I literally go balls out to show up my arch nemesis. When I dive for the basketball and my junk slips out of my gym shorts, I know my life and career are over....

Sometimes, I wish I weren't a Hawke . . . especially because I'm in love with one. Years of living on the streets taught me one hard lesson . . . Don't trust anyone. People are inherently bad and will do bad things any chance they get. So, when the Hawkes took me under their wings . . . I put up...

Wanted: one bride for marriage to billionaire heir at New Year’s Eve wedding. Submit resume and photo to INEEDAWIFE@wannamarryabillionaire.com ARCHIMEDES All I want is to be CEO at Warren Enterprises Worldwide, but the newly revised Warren Trust makes it clear … I won’t inherit the company...

Two hearts. One snowstorm. A second chance at love. Penelope Swirling snow may have stranded me at this tiny airport in the middle of nowhere on Christmas Eve, but it has nothing on the storm raging inside me when he walks into the terminal. Artemis Warren. My first love and the man who...

Love can be ruthless, especially when you're a Hawke. You have to be ruthless to be a Hawke. Our empire in New Orleans has only grown over the years. And protecting it falls on my shoulders. Whether it's in the courtroom or in the streets, I do whatever it takes to get the job done. We've...

Sex on the beach with a smoking hot stranger . . . I blame the tequila. And the way he rode the waves like he owned them. And the delicious way the water trickled down over his washboard abs and the V thingy. And the fact that I'm on the trip that was supposed to be my honeymoon until I caught...