Mary-Jane wasn’t looking for drama. All she wanted was a family of her own, so she decided to make that happen. A mix-up at the sperm bank leaves her with a baby in her belly, but the father is none the wiser.

Ty was injured in a bull-riding accident, and now all he plans on doing is working on his ranch and keeping to himself. That is, until a little dark-haired woman shows up on his doorstep.

When their paths cross, will Mary-Jane be able to reveal to Ty that he’s the father? Will Ty be able to keep Mary-Jane from running? Will there be a lot of steam in this book? You betcha!

Warning: This pregnant virgin story is wonderfully ridiculous and just as sweet as it sounds. Saddle up and take an evening stroll with this easy quickie.

Chapter 1

*Mary-Jane*

“How did you get yourself into this, Mary-Jane?” I ask myself for the twentieth time today. I was set to arrive at my new temporary place of employment in a little over two hours and dread was weighing heavily on me. I just hope the clothes I brought will do well to hide this little baby bump that keeps getting bigger and bigger by the day. I’m running out of time.

I let out a long sigh as I absently rub my hand over the bump. This little boy has become my whole world. In all my planning I never thought this would happen. Just when I thought I was getting something I’d wanted so dearly, everything else in my life started to fall apart. Just goes to show you: you can plan everything how you like, but someone else can come to kick it out from under you, and you have to try and pick the pieces up the best you can. This time, though, it isn't my pieces I’m picking up. I have a baby to protect and to make a life for.

“I promise, little man, I won’t let anyone take you from me.” I rest both hands on my stomach, praying my words are true and that I’m not making a giant mistake by going to see the one person who could take my baby away from me. My heart clenches at the thought of losing him. I can’t. I won’t, I correct myself. Losing this baby isn’t an option.

Someone couldn’t be that heartless, could they? To take a baby from its mother? I’m not so sure here, though. If what I’ve found out about my baby’s father is true, then heartless is pretty damn close.
Last week my doctor told me that they’d made a mistake. A giant one. They’d given me a specimen from the wrong sperm donor. Someone who wasn’t a willing donor at all.

I’d gotten two giant kicks in one day. I’d lost my job and was possibly losing my child. The clinic said they had to inform the man who’d donated. I’d asked for his name and requested they give me some time before they contacted him. They were reluctant at first, but they’d given me both after I threatened a lawsuit.

After a little online stalking I’d found my baby’s father. When I’d seen who he was, I’d lost my breath. He was known all over Texas, or so it seemed with all the articles a few years back. He used to ride bulls, but now he owns a big ranch down south, almost two hours from here. The place I’ll be calling home for a little while.

A lot of the articles weren’t flattering. He was one of the best bull riders, having won dozens of competitions, but he had a reputation to go along with it. Many articles and posts I found called him an arrogant asshole. Meaner than the bulls he rode. It made me think he wasn’t going to have any compassion when it came to this situation. Or maybe he’d just sign on the dotted line and let me and my son go.

Or he could try to take him from me. He had the money. The thought of running kept fluttering through my mind. I had money saved up, and made a small profit when I’d sold my little house just two days ago, but something about running felt wrong.

I had to be sure that if I did choose to run, I was making the right decision. That I was protecting my baby, making sure we could be together. That’s why I had to do this. I had to go meet this man. See who he was in person, because you can’t always believe rumors.

Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. Ideally, maybe we could share custody. I could get a place in town not far from his ranch. Find a local job there and we could do this together, if that’s what he wanted. It wasn’t what I signed up for when I’d decided I wanted a baby. I’d made the choice to go this alone, which I’ve been doing my whole life.

What if he has a wife or girlfriend? The thought makes my stomach turn. I could be turning their lives upside down. Then my baby would have another mom. A lump forms in my throat. It feels like every time I get something good going in my life, someone or something is trying to rip it from me.
I searched and searched for anything on him with someone else and came up with nothing. I’d read article after article on his bull-riding days and never was a woman mentioned or pictured with him. He had a hard look on his very handsome face, so I’m not sure I’d want to stand next to him and pose for a picture either.

It was hard to see his face in a lot of pictures with the cowboy hat, but I could always see the grim line of his mouth and hard jaw. It always seemed locked in place. You’d think if you just won some big competition you’d at least smile or something. Nope. Not him. Picture after picture he still had that hard, locked jaw. Almost like he couldn't talk. He’s scary and intimidating. I don’t know how I’m going to tell him about this baby.

Worse is thinking maybe he does want to be in this baby’s life and he’ll be cold and hard to my little boy. I’d grown up with a father like that and it wasn't easy. Even to this day I can’t say whether or not he loved me. Did he take care of me? Yes. But I feel more like he put up with me because he had to. It didn’t matter if I was there or not.

I think I would rather him at least be angry or something. The indifference and coldness left me empty and numb.

What I did find during my internet search was a job opening on his ranch. Someone to help around the house for the summer and do some of the books. I could get an up-close look at the father of my child before I had to tell him the truth.

“Ma’am, I think that’s everything.” I look up at one of the movers who’s been packing up my stuff to put into storage. I take the clipboard he’s holding out and sign on the dotted line. He hands me the key to the storage unit they’d put it all in.

My hand closes around the key that holds almost everything I own except two suitcases I have packed away in the trunk of my car. Even the stuff for the baby room I’d started to put together has been packed away in here. I hold back a tear, not wanting to make this poor man uncomfortable.

“Thank you,” I tell him, handing back the clipboard.

He nods before turning to leave.

I stand in my empty house. The place where I thought I’d be raising my son. A home that would have been filled with so much love. He’d never feel the coldness like I had.

Even without the donor mix-up I would have been leaving anyway. I’d moved to this little town because I wanted to get away from the big city. I dreamed of living somewhere where everyone knew everyone. I wanted to have a family in a place like this.

Problem was, I couldn’t find anyone I wanted to have a family with.

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Alexa Riley is two sassy friends who got together and wrote some dirty books. They are both married moms of two who love football, donuts, and obsessed book heroes.

“Never thought I’d be happy about that bull almost taking my nuts off, but I’d do it again if it set you on the path to me.”

If you’re looking for a perfect read and you want something short, with insta-lust and insta-love, a brooding alpha hero and a naiveté sweet heroine with a heart of gold, then this one is for you!

“But it wouldn’t be right to be with someone else when all I’ll ever want is her.”

Everything Stolen is about a man who woke from years long coma thinking that the accident happened only yesterday only to find out that everything have been stolen from him – his fiancé and his future with her, the years that they should have been together. Or it could be about a woman whose life spiraled into chaos because her fiancé just didn’t show up one day, tried to be strong and moved on only to find out that she was never abandoned yet everything seems too late because she is already married to someone else.

Or it could be a lot of possibilities depending on who the character we are talking about. The story’s subject is actually a bit very sensitive and that anything could happen, too many factors are at play, and there’s the element of suspense and mystery and what really happened on that faithful day when Jeremy was supposed to meet Sylvie but didn’t show up and how he ended up being in a coma in a hospital with no one knowing where he have been all those years.

In that moment, I feel so much hate and so much love that I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.

Jeremy grew up rich and being that comes the privilege of having money. With his thoughts and ideals and all-consuming love for Sylvie, I thought he was the perfect guy. But he’s character needed some growing and it’s what made him likeable.

Sylvie is a complex character. She dreams of having a family that she can call her own and someone that would offer her stability. I like her character a lot because it shows perfectly human traits being vulnerable with insecurities but not broken, and susceptible to make wrong decisions and able to feel emotions. But most of all, she was loyal, has that inner strength and she stand by her words.

Silas is Sylvie’s husband. Old stallion, that guy. I actually love him amongst all the characters, more so than both Sylvie and Jeremy combined. He has flaws and all that wrong decisions and selfish acts he did, but it was the reasons that made him so endearing to me.

“When I was pregnant and alone, I was so desperate for a perfect family. I wanted that for Levi.”

Some may actually have a cause for concern with cheating, what with Sylvie and Jeremy having strong feelings for each other even considering the time has passed and Sylvie being married to Silas. I think it’s a matter of perspective on that aspect on what you considered cheating. Is it having feelings for someone else and that someone else reciprocating your feelings or does it need to have a physical contact to be considered that?

The mystery of what happened to Jeremy was one of the reasons that this book just did it for me. The twist was unexpected, something I never even thought that might be, and I may have wanted it to go a different way but that the author have just executed it perfectly that I wouldn’t want it any other way.

I love that there’s character growth and that the characters were relatable no matter what their status of wealth is in. And that this book has touched me. A person, no matter how strong she is, sometimes, she also needs someone to be strong for her so she can be vulnerable and be human.

This book made me cry a lot, but it also made me think, and guess and speculate of who perpetrated the accident and how it happened. And of course, I haven’t forgotten, this book has also sexy and hot scenes. Hot as fuck. My favorites will always be with Silas.

I have expected differently because of the previous work I’ve read of this author, but I am just honored to read this novel. To Sophia, brilliant! I cannot wait what’s next from you.

“Are you hungry?” I ask.
“No, just exhausted. You?”
I don’t answer. My hunger is too dark and too complex to voice.

There are many factors that this book has endeared to me. First being that Porter is a hotshot porn star. It’s the intricacies of being in a porn and in the industry, and how one acts in it, or the details on how one is made. Of course, I know there will be lots of fucking and it’s the main reason, no scratch that, top of my reasons why I like this book.

What? Did you think it was anything else? Oh come on!

Anyway, I think it’s kind of an obsession that I maybe wanting to read more of this stuff, but I have to table that idea for some reasons. I’ve read of a character being a porn star before but she was only a supporting character and that she was a succubus and so it didn’t really count.

Anyhow, I actually like Porter. But the thing is, he has all this weight he wanted to bear on his shoulder and it’s kind of heavy for me, too thinking I have to shoulder all the wrong decisions that my siblings did thinking I’ve been at fault. But other than that, man is he hot. Smoking and packing and well, hello, he can be the star of my fantasy.

Holly Nash is a different story. I’ve liked her at first. She’s smart, independent and a very likeable character. But I kind of got tired with her internal debate. It seems at odds for me with her character. I’m not really sure and I cannot really pinpoint what that something I didn’t like about her it’s just that I had to stop reading this book at some point.

Luckily, I was always pulled back by the cover because I’m such a #coverwhore that I’ve finally gotten to continue reading the rest of the book. I think I just needed a little refresher that when I got back to it, I enjoyed reading until I reached the end.

This was a cherry-popping for me actually and well, I hope to read more from this author. Probably when I’ve got my curious mind back on track, I’ll explore more on the world of making porn, on a reader’s perspective, of course, and read more from this author.