A Man Obsessed: 7-Book Steamy Romance Bundle

Name: A Man Obsessed: 7-Book Steamy Romance Bundle
Brand: Kate Hunt Romance
SKU: AMOBUNDLE
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Meet Alden, Cage, Ryker, Warner, Leo, Rock, and Dove: seven men who are all hot as hell and each utterly obsessed with the love of their life. Whether you're craving a secluded mountain setting, a luxury corporate retreat, a fresh-out-of-prison romance, or a love story set in Antarctica, there's something for every mood. Each romance is about 80-120 pages and makes for perfect bedtime reading!

📚 7 Short Spicy Romances
😍 700+ page ebook
💖 Steamy, sweet, and always with a HEA!
💌 Instant, easy ebook download

🍒 Yummy Tropes In This Bundle:

Obsessed Heroes, Curvy Heroines, Instalove, Age Gap, Grumpy/Sunshine, Bad Boy With A Good Heart, A Dirty-Mouthed Grump, Boss/Assistant, A Hot Recluse, Fake Relationship, One Bed / One Tent, Best Friends to Lovers, Secret Obsession, Forced Proximity, Protective Men, Happily Ever Afters, and more!

📖 This Bundle Includes:

Extra Thick (Book 1)
For years, formidable artist Alden Grey has lived secluded in the woods, painting his intense impasto artworks in peace.
His paintings demand attention as much as he demands full control over his life.
Then, one day, a Rubenesque beauty named Sasha shows up at his door.
Sasha is there to pick up Alden’s paintings for an upcoming gallery show, but from the moment he lays eyes on her, Alden wants to give her a hell of a lot more than his works of art.
Within hours, he’s obsessed with her, picturing curvy Sasha as his wife and the mother of his children.
But as quickly as they've bonded, it's obvious their lifestyles and ages are too far apart.
This rugged painter’s passionate fantasy will have to stay a fantasy.
Or will it?

Extra Deep (Book 2)
Cage Holden has one obsession and one obsession only: the continued success of his company.
At least that’s the lie he’s told himself.
Deep down, he’s just as consumed with his personal assistant, Julia, who is off-limits for obvious reasons, not the least of which is her age.
For two years, Cage has managed to ignore her tantalizing curves.
For two years, he’s remained in denial about his desire.
But a weekend away on a luxury corporate retreat is about to force him to reckon with his obsession—
and, at last, to lay claim to the only woman he'll ever love.

Extra Hard (Book 3)
After seven years in prison, Ryker Lewis is obsessed with counting down the last days until his release.
Only a few more weeks, and he’ll finally be free.
But just as his freedom is coming into view, he meets a woman who quickly becomes his new obsession: Catherine, the new prison nurse, who is so damn curvy it should be a crime.
It’s hard to think of anything but her.
It’s hard to not want what he can’t have.
And when Catherine looks at him the way she does, it’s hard for Ryker to imagine any kind of future other than one where he’s putting a wedding ring on her finger and a baby in her belly.
But life doesn’t always go as planned—something Ryker knows all too well.
And the past seven years of his life might be too much for their blossoming relationship to handle.

Extra Dirty (Book 4)
At forty, Warner just wants some damn peace and quiet.
But ever since the twenty-something blonde moved in next door, it’s been nothing but one disturbance after another—
whether it’s her yappy dog, her party guests, or her voluptuous curves.
The woman needs to stay out of his life.
And out of his mind.
And out of his fantasies.
But no matter how unapproachable Warner is, she won’t let him be.
And soon he’s going to find himself even more entangled and obsessed with her than he ever thought possible.

Extra Wild (Book 5)
Feeling more like a beast than a man, Leo rarely strays from his home on the mountain.
Then one day a bewildering letter forces him out of his reclusive life,
and he meets Freya, a curvy redhead,
who should be off-limits but his mind and body don’t care.
One feverish indulgence leaves him tortured for months.
He wants more of Freya. Far more.
But there's no point in wishing for what he can't have.
That is, until she shows up at his door with a little something she needs to tell him...

Extra Grumpy (Book 6)
Grumpy bar owner Rock has always been secretly obsessed with his best friend and business partner, Emily.
He's used to hiding his love for her, even if it's quietly tormented him for years.
Then one day Emily needs a temporary place to stay, and Rock refuses to let her sleep anywhere but his bed—
while, of course, he takes the couch.
But what starts out as a friendly favor will soon push these best friends to confront their true feelings...
and force them to decide whether they're willing to risk it all for a chance at real love.

Extra Close (Book 7)
For glaciologist Dove Callahan, Antarctica is the one thing he truly understands.
He also understands that it makes no sense for a wildlife photographer to endanger herself for the perfect shot.
But when Ellie Sheridan defies evacuation orders before a storm, Dove has no choice but to go after her.
Now they're trapped together in a shelter built for one, a blizzard forcing them into a proximity neither of them wanted.
The more they talk—and the more they rely on each other's body heat—the more his irritation with her transforms into something far more dangerous.
She’s incredible, this woman. She’s smart, witty, and breathtakingly gorgeous…with curves that push him over the edge.
Hours later, when the storm finally passes, Dove emerges from their shelter a man obsessed.
He wants it all with Ellie—to build a life with her, to make babies with her, to grow old together.
If only she wasn’t about to leave the continent forever.

⭐ Why Readers Love These Books:

“I’m new to Kate Hunt’s books, but this one was very well written and fun to read. More of her books will be consumed. Sometimes short and spicy is just the pick-up I need!” –Kat

“Alden and Sasha’s love story is so adorable.” –Judy

“I adore Kate Hunt and thought she couldn't do it better but she knocked it out of the park with this one!” –Angela

“This is a delightful snack-sized instalove romance with plenty of steamy heat to start the day off right.” –Geeky Girl Review Cafe

“I absolutely loved Ryker and Catherine together and how they constantly fought for each other and their relationship. This was a great story and a great addition to the series!” –Hanna B.

“Absolutely LOVE this Author.” –CookieLover

“This is one of the best books by Kate Hunt. You will swoon over the love that Dove and Ellie have for each other.” –Debi W.

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Chapter 1
Sasha

“Come on, old girl,” I murmur, shifting forward in my seat as I drive the gallery van over the winding dirt road. The terrain on this mountain has been nothing but uphill for miles now, and the poor van feels like it can’t take it much longer. If she breaks down out here, I’ll be screwed.

“You can do it,” I encourage her, tightening my grip on the steering wheel. “It should only be a little further.”

I’m not normally the one behind the wheel of the van. Cory, my coworker and dear friend, usually makes these trips to pick up artwork from the artists. Unfortunately, he’s stuck in bed right now with the flu. As soon as she heard about Cory, our boss Kristina immediately shoved the keys to the van into my palm, informing me that I would be the one making a visit to her most beloved artist—Alden Grey, a man whose paintings sell for tens of thousands of dollars. The fact that I’d never driven the van didn’t faze her.

“We need these,” Kristina had said, printing off a list of Alden’s newest paintings. The titles of the artwork were vague, like Mornings in Umber, but I could already start to imagine what the paintings might look like. Alden paints on enormous canvases in a thick impasto style, blending color and texture with breathtaking mastery. Each time Kristina has held a show of his work—shows that Alden never comes to—his paintings sell out well before the end of the night.

“Make sure you get them all,” Kristina said, tapping the list of paintings. “You know how important this is, Sasha.”

I did know how important it was. And even though I was uneasy with making such an unfamiliar drive on my own, I wasn’t about to tell Kristina that. My dream was to own a gallery of my own someday, and if I was going to achieve that, I knew I needed to push myself out of my comfort zone.

And so, list and keys in hand, I set off on the four-hour trek out of the city and into the mountains.

I knew that driving up the mountain was going to be different than driving in the city. But I never expected the trek to be like this. Up ahead is yet another hairpin turn, the thick growth of trees making it impossible to see around the bend. It’s especially dangerous because the van takes up nearly the whole width of the dirt road. I hold my breath as I round the bend, silently praying that there isn’t anyone flying down the mountainside in the opposite direction.

This far into the journey, I know I shouldn’t worry so much about these hairpin turns. I haven’t seen another soul for ages. I’m not even sure anyone else lives up here except for the man I’m currently en route to. Alden Grey doesn’t just live tucked away on the mountain; he lives so deep in the forest that I’m actually getting nervous about what kind of man he might be. I mean, who dislikes society so much that they seclude themselves this much?

As a born and bred city girl, I can’t fathom living all the way out here.

I finish rounding the bend, see a clear road, and let out a partial exhale. It’s only partial because the road becomes even narrower ahead—one mistake and I could drive right off the side. Cory warned me over text that it wasn’t going to be a fun drive, but this is getting ridiculous. I should have known Cory was downplaying it. One time when I tried trimming my own split ends and showed up to work with one side of my hair an inch shorter than the other, he told me it was “barely noticeable.” He’s a sweet and supportive friend, but not the person you go to when you want to hear the bluntly honest truth.

Which makes me wonder…what did Cory leave out about Alden Gray? All he told me was that the artist is a recluse and not a big fan of small talk.

Great. That probably means Alden is a grouch and a raging asshole.

Shaking my head, I focus on the winding road, just barely avoiding a broken branch at the last second. Beside me, my phone announces an upcoming left turn. The turn is hardly visible through the trees, but I spot it. Now I’m on an even narrower road, and on an even steeper incline.

I cringe as the van’s engine whines.

Finally, the hill crests, then the road levels out. To my immense relief, the woods open up, revealing the large cabin that is my destination.

There’s an old truck parked out front, and I pull up the gallery van beside it. When I climb out of the van, a chilly breeze whips around me, raising goosebumps on my bare calves and arms, threatening to make my nipples show through my white shirt. I grab my cardigan from the passenger seat and pull it on. It’s my favorite cardigan—cozy and oversized, a piece of clothing that never fails to soothe my self-consciousness about my size—and as I walk up to the front door of the cabin, I feel a little more self-assured about the conversation I’m about to have.

He’s just an artist, I remind myself. He might be famous, he might be wealthy, but that doesn’t mean he’s an egotistical monster. This will go fine.

I knock on the immense wooden door of the cabin. There’s no response.

After waiting a few moments, I knock again. Maybe I knocked too quietly and he didn’t hear me the first time. But there’s still no response.

Damn it.

I glance around the yard. Maybe he isn’t home? Kristina did warn me that Alden doesn’t have a phone. This is a scheduled pickup, but artists can be unreliable. What the hell am I supposed to do if he’s not here? There’s no way I’m driving back to the city without those paintings of his.

I press my lips together, turn back to the door, and knock a third time.

“Goddamn it! I’m coming!” a gruff voice booms from deep inside the cabin.

Great. We haven’t even met face-to-face and I’ve already pissed him off.

So much for a good first impression.