The Walshes Series by Kate Canterbary

If I had known I'd have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have made time for a pedicure. Lauren It's all the little things—the action plans, the long-kept promises—that started falling apart when my life slipped into controlled chaos. After I met Matthew Walsh. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little of both... moreIf I had known I'd have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have made time for a pedicure. Lauren It's all the little things—the action plans, the long-kept promises—that started falling apart when my life slipped into controlled chaos. After I met Matthew Walsh. I couldn't decide whether I wanted to run screaming or rip his pants off, and most days I wanted a little of both. If I was being honest with myself, it was rip his pants off, ride him like a workhorse, and then run screaming. Matthew A rebellious streak ran through Lauren Halsted. It was fierce and unrelentingly beautiful, and woven through too many good girl layers to count, and she wasn't letting anyone tell her what to do. Unless, of course, she was naked. She wasn't looking for me and I sure as shit wasn't looking for her, but we found each other anyway and now we were locked in a battle of wills, waiting for the other to blink. Sometimes the universe conspires to bring people together. Other times, it throws people down a flight of stairs and leaves them in a bruised and bloodied heap. less

Some lines are meant to be crossed. Patrick That hair. That fucking hair. It was everywhere, always, and I wanted to tangle my fingers in those dark curls and pull. And that would be fine if she wasn't my apprentice. Andy Asani was nothing like I expected. She was exotic and scary-brilliant, and the slightest murmur from those lips sent hot, hungry lust swirling through my veins... moreSome lines are meant to be crossed. Patrick That hair. That fucking hair. It was everywhere, always, and I wanted to tangle my fingers in those dark curls and pull. And that would be fine if she wasn't my apprentice. Andy Asani was nothing like I expected. She was exotic and scary-brilliant, and the slightest murmur from those lips sent hot, hungry lust swirling through my veins. Outside my siblings, she was the only person I could name who shared my obsession with preserving Boston's crumbling buildings. Andy My wants were few: good eats, tall boots, hot yoga, interesting work. One incredibly hot architect with the most expressive hazel eyes I ever encountered and entirely too much talent in and out of the bedroom wasn't part of the original plan. Apparently he was part of the package. Wine was my rabbi and vodka was my therapist, and I needed plenty of both to survive my apprenticeship. Especially with Patrick Walsh leaving love notes in the form of bite marks all over my body. less

Meet the Walshes. They're smart, sexy, seriously funny, and all kinds of alpha. Book 1 One hot architect. One naughty schoolteacher. One crazy night that changes everything. If I had known I'd have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have made time for a pedicure. Also, a little chat about not losing my shit at all the wrong moments. Hindsight was a bitch, and karma…well, I didn't know her story yet. Book 2 A brilliant, alpha architect... moreMeet the Walshes. They're smart, sexy, seriously funny, and all kinds of alpha. Book 1 One hot architect. One naughty schoolteacher. One crazy night that changes everything. If I had known I'd have a hot architect balls deep inside of me before the end of the weekend, I'd have made time for a pedicure. Also, a little chat about not losing my shit at all the wrong moments. Hindsight was a bitch, and karma…well, I didn't know her story yet. Book 2 A brilliant, alpha architect. A smart, sultry apprentice. What could possibly go wrong? Some lines are meant to be crossed. less

They liked to call me names. Manwhore. Slut. Player. But I make wrong look so right… He's a flawed perfectionist… I can read women better than any blueprint. I understand their thoughts and feelings, their secret desires and insecurities, and I know how to get rid of them once I get off. But all bets are off when Tiel Desai slams into my life. She redefines what it means to be friends, and she makes it sound like the filthiest thing I've ever heard... moreThey liked to call me names. Manwhore. Slut. Player. But I make wrong look so right… He's a flawed perfectionist… I can read women better than any blueprint. I understand their thoughts and feelings, their secret desires and insecurities, and I know how to get rid of them once I get off. But all bets are off when Tiel Desai slams into my life. She redefines what it means to be friends, and she makes it sound like the filthiest thing I've ever heard. I can't read the gorgeous conservatory-trained violinist, but she's the only one keeping me from shattering by small degrees, and I can't let her go. She's wildly independent… My past—and New Jersey—are far behind me, and now my life is blissfully full of music: playing, teaching, and lecturing, and scouring Boston's underground scene with an annoyingly beautiful, troubled, tattooed architect. I'm defenseless against his rooftop kisses, our nearly naked dance parties, the snuggletimes that turn into sexytimes, and his deep, demanding voice. I have Sam Walsh stuck in my head like a song on repeat, and I'm happy pretending history won't catch up with me. The one thing they have in common is a rock-solid disregard for the rules. They find more in each other than they ever realized they were missing, but they might have to fall apart before they can come together. It's the wrongs that make the rights come to life. less

Special preorder price for the newest stand alone spin-off from the Walsh family!A tough-as-nails businesswoman. An arrogant Navy SEAL. A power struggle with no end in sight. Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives. The last one? Yeah. That's all me. She's driven and demanding... I wasn't always a bitch... moreSpecial preorder price for the newest stand alone spin-off from the Walsh family!A tough-as-nails businesswoman. An arrogant Navy SEAL. A power struggle with no end in sight. Some people hook-up at weddings. Others break a hotel room bed (and a table, and a desk, and some complimentary bathrobe belts) and discover they've been surviving on bargain basement orgasms their entire lives. The last one? Yeah. That's all me. She's driven and demanding... I wasn't always a bitch. There's a dirty little trick to succeeding in business: the sweet and innocent rarely survive. I fought my way up from nothing, and I don't bend for anyone. Until Will Halsted ties me to a headboard and makes me his...for now. One wild, filthy night turns into another, and then...we can't stop. Each time we're together is more addictive than the last, but it's nothing more than a sexy escape from reality. Or is it? He's never walked away from a challenge... I wasn't always a warrior but now it's in my bones and blood. That's what years spent in the Special Forces does to a man. My entire life is classified: where I've been, what I've seen, what I've done, and there's no mission too dangerous. Until I realize that falling for Shannon Walsh is like trying to swim against a riptide. She's going to tear me up and toss me to the shore, and I'll love every minute of it. Every time I'm down range, I want her counting the hours until I'm back. Waiting for me. She's done it before; she'll do it again. Or will she? They're wrong for each other in every possible way...Or are they? less

From bestselling author Kate Canterbary comes the sexy follow-up to Necessary Restorations. Are you ready to fall in love with some rule-breakers all  over again?  Can a reformed player ever truly play by someone else's rules? Sam Walsh has finally put an end to decades of self-destruction, turned over a healthy new leaf, and now he's ready to call himself a married man. But love and marriage are only the beginning, and life is about to get much more complicated... moreFrom bestselling author Kate Canterbary comes the sexy follow-up to Necessary Restorations. Are you ready to fall in love with some rule-breakers all  over again?  Can a reformed player ever truly play by someone else's rules? Sam Walsh has finally put an end to decades of self-destruction, turned over a healthy new leaf, and now he's ready to call himself a married man. But love and marriage are only the beginning, and life is about to get much more complicated. Will tying the knot tie down a free spirit? Tiel Desai never imagined herself getting married again, and before she can blink, she's swept up into the Walsh wedding whirlwind. If that chaos isn't enough, she's also busy winning over her future in-laws, grappling with a bumpy adjustment to her new job, and staying afloat when a string of disappointments hit. They're building a future, but can they ever fully demolish the past? Sam and Tiel beat back their demons and learned to love each other, but love might not be enough to solve every problem that crawls their way. less

Rebel, runner, recluse, rich girl. Nine years ago, Erin Walsh ran away from everything. Home. Family. Secrets. Tragedy. Herself. The only permanence in her life is catastrophe. She travels from country to country, chasing disaster, teasing fire, playing with poison. She guards against real connections, and shuns the only family she has left. She holds everyone—even her siblings—at a mile-long distance. It's the only way to protect herself... moreRebel, runner, recluse, rich girl. Nine years ago, Erin Walsh ran away from everything. Home. Family. Secrets. Tragedy. Herself. The only permanence in her life is catastrophe. She travels from country to country, chasing disaster, teasing fire, playing with poison. She guards against real connections, and shuns the only family she has left. She holds everyone—even her siblings—at a mile-long distance. It's the only way to protect herself. But she can't protect herself from him. He's the ice to her fire, and he's willing to sacrifice everything to bring her home. less

Two lonely hearts. Just once, she'd like to be someone's first choice. She's strong-willed and spunky, but she's left picking up the pieces from her ex's lies and manipulations, and daydreaming about taking a scalpel to his scrotum. Flying under the radar is what he does best. He's laid-back and loyal, but he wants the most off-limits woman in his world, and nothing will ever make that a reality. An arrangement of mutual benefit. Two months, four dates. Five, if things go well... moreTwo lonely hearts. Just once, she'd like to be someone's first choice. She's strong-willed and spunky, but she's left picking up the pieces from her ex's lies and manipulations, and daydreaming about taking a scalpel to his scrotum. Flying under the radar is what he does best. He's laid-back and loyal, but he wants the most off-limits woman in his world, and nothing will ever make that a reality. An arrangement of mutual benefit. Two months, four dates. Five, if things go well. Five at the most. But possibly six. Definitely no more than six dates. Only the appearance of a romantic relationship is required, and they expect nothing more from their time together. There will be none of those benefits involved. One wild weekend. After waking up in bed together—very naked and even more hungover—the terms and conditions of their arrangement no longer apply. Now they're faced with something riskier than exposing their fake relationship: letting go of the past and zipping up the future. Some things have to fall apart before they can be put back together. less

Twas the weekend before Christmas, when all through the North End Not a Walsh had his life together, not even his friends; The parties were planned by the foodies with care, In hopes that Wes and Erin would soon find their way there; The men were stressing over last minute shopping lists and plans, While the ladies were busy with work and nesting and finding the right paella pans; When out in the dining room there arose such a clatter, The Halsted dogs sprang from their beds to... moreTwas the weekend before Christmas, when all through the North End Not a Walsh had his life together, not even his friends; The parties were planned by the foodies with care, In hopes that Wes and Erin would soon find their way there; The men were stressing over last minute shopping lists and plans, While the ladies were busy with work and nesting and finding the right paella pans; When out in the dining room there arose such a clatter, The Halsted dogs sprang from their beds to see what was the matter; They whistled and shouted and called each other names, While the secrets and announcements and surprises quickly came; So onto another adventure they flew With the sleigh full of Walshes, and the Commodore too— As they continued arguing and clamoring around, Down the road an unexpected visitor came with a bound; But it wasn't long until couples were all nestled snug in their beds, With new memories of steamy holiday nights dancing in their heads. less

Fall in love. Get married. Have a baby. Live happily ever after. That was how it was supposed to go, right? Love and here comes the bride and babies and forever. But sometimes, forever has a strange way of sorting itself out. Like a post-baby dry spell with no end in sight—unless a naughty schoolteacher pulls on her fancy panties and takes matters into her own hands... moreFall in love. Get married. Have a baby. Live happily ever after. That was how it was supposed to go, right? Love and here comes the bride and babies and forever. But sometimes, forever has a strange way of sorting itself out. Like a post-baby dry spell with no end in sight—unless a naughty schoolteacher pulls on her fancy panties and takes matters into her own hands. Foundations is the Underneath It All (Matt and Lauren) novella featuring Six Years Later, the happy-ever-after novella originally published in The Walsh Brothers plus the Jenga, Cocktails, and Cookies novella originally available only to Kate Canterbary’s newsletter subscribers, and two additional bonus scenes. less