Fighting for Love Series by J.P. Oliver

A Forbidden Love Romance. ROSS I was never supposed to see Tom again after the one passionate night we spent together. That’s the way I prefer it. I was definitely never supposed to operate on him when he was brought into my ER after his accident. That part’s against the law. It was an honest mistake - I didn’t realize until later that the man I’d just put back together was the same man who’d just spent the previous night taking me apart, innuendo most definitely intended... moreA Forbidden Love Romance. ROSS I was never supposed to see Tom again after the one passionate night we spent together. That’s the way I prefer it. I was definitely never supposed to operate on him when he was brought into my ER after his accident. That part’s against the law. It was an honest mistake - I didn’t realize until later that the man I’d just put back together was the same man who’d just spent the previous night taking me apart, innuendo most definitely intended. And when I paid his medical bills, that was just a guilty conscience. He wouldn’t have been on the road as tired as he was if me and my issues hadn’t been against him staying the night. But when I keep making up excuses to see him, and those turn into justifications for why I’m mashing my lips up against his and taking off his clothes again and throwing him down on my desk, well… Okay, I admit it. That might technically be my bad. After my last disastrous relationship, commitment’s been a no go for me. I don’t know how to turn my back on the first guy in forever to actually make me feel something. Make me willing to risk everything. Except it’s not just a cliché here. But no matter what my head says, I can’t ignore what my heart is telling me. TOM I’m getting sick of people telling me to stay away from Ross. At first it was just a joke. He had a reputation for being a bad boy, and people don’t call me tight-ass as a compliment to my glutes. I never thought we’d actually hit it off. The only thing we had in common that night were too many drinks and loneliness. But we did connect, on a deeper level than I can’t even explain to myself - let alone to everyone who seems to have an opinion now on why I can’t be with the doctor who saved my life. Even if he’s also the only one who can heal my soul. Normally I’m the guy that’s all about listening to what others think, but this time is different. This time I’ve got to listen to my heart. This 50,000 word standalone features medical misadventures and sexual healing. Our heroes won’t let the law stand in the way of true love, but you should if you’re under eighteen please! less

A Forbidden Bad Boy Romance. PRESTON Running hot has always been my problem. It’s what landed me in anger management classes - and has me hot for my coach, Brad. I don’t need anyone to tell me why its a bad idea. Hard to hear I need to stop listening to my instincts in a fight while giving the green light to instincts that have me manhandling him behind closed doors. Conflict of interest or whatever. I have to choose... moreA Forbidden Bad Boy Romance. PRESTON Running hot has always been my problem. It’s what landed me in anger management classes - and has me hot for my coach, Brad. I don’t need anyone to tell me why its a bad idea. Hard to hear I need to stop listening to my instincts in a fight while giving the green light to instincts that have me manhandling him behind closed doors. Conflict of interest or whatever. I have to choose. I can have coach, or I can have a cooler head that doesn’t land me in trouble every other week. I don’t actually want to be this angry all the time. Like my alcoholic ass of a dad. He made my life miserable. I hate being anything like him. I just never figured out how…not to be. I’ve heard all the speeches. Take a deep breath. Count to ten. Put yourself in their shoes. None of it ever seemed to stick. Until Brad. When he says it, I listen. He’s the first person to have a shot at giving me that break through I’ve always craved. And I love him for it. But this time even I can see the consequences of breaking the rules. If I could just keep it professional, he could help me be the person I’ve always wanted to be. It just means giving up the person I want to be with. And I don’t think I’m that strong. I don’t think I want to be. BRAD I’m supposed to be the responsible one. To know better. But every time I try to say the words to put an end to this, he just gives me this look. Hungry. Heated. Consuming. And I forget all about what a bad idea it is. All about everything but his lips on mine, his hands around my waist. I hate being this weak. Feeling like my life is an endless series of rolling over and giving way. And it’s not even that people overstep with me. They don’t have to. I’m all too ready to just give in. It’s why I can’t tell Preston we have to stop this. Why I can’t convince myself I don’t want this. Why I can’t even tell my mother I’m gay. I’m supposed to be teaching him not to fight. But I’m starting to think maybe he has the right idea. Maybe he should be teaching me instead…. This 50,000 word standalone comes with a scorched earth policy - these two have a passion that leaves nothing left standing, so do yourself less