My Anti-Marriage is here!
I’ve just wrapped up my whimsical little Anti series of novellas! My Anti-Marriage, the third installment, is available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited now!
My Anti-Valentine, the first in a series of sweet m/m novellas, was written kind of spur-of-the-moment. I wanted to write a gray ace character I could relate to personally, and a Valentine’s Day giveaway prompt called for stories. It was perfect timing for me (and Harry and Bret were eager to come to life).
I never thought it’d turn into a series, but the following summer, I was wrestling with writer’s block. I was stalled on the Hearts and Health series, and Brad — the main character in My Anti-Boyfriend — was clamoring for attention. He was bold and vibrant, and even though he’d made only a tiny appearance in My Anti-Valentine, I decided to give him a love story. It was a fun diversion from the Hearts and Health series, which often included more angst in them. It was fluffy but incredibly fun to write.
I knew then I’d eventually write Chris’s story. I got back to work on Hearts and Health, I launched the Real Estate relations series (continuing this fall with Lee’s story, btw), and finally I had time to give Chris his HEA. My Anti-Marriage is the most planned out story of the three. It’s also about twice as long as the first two books in the series, coming in at 40,000 words.
All three novellas are sweet, lighthearted romances. My Anti-Marriage incorporates more rom-com with its accidental marriage trope. Chris and his love interest are exes — if you can call them that, considering their relationship never really got off the ground — so there’s a little enemies to lovers/second-chance romance in there too. In addition to telling Chris’s story, My Anti-Marriage gives you updates on all the couples in the Anti series, so that you’ll feel like you just enjoyed a reunion with old friends.
Can one drunken night in Vegas and a pair of wedding rings lead to a happily ever after?
Love has never been a good bet for Chris, so going on a Vegas wedding trip for his friends is bittersweet. Especially when Ant, the last man to break his trust, is suddenly along for the ride. Which explains why Chris wakes up in his hotel room with the mother of all hangovers. Not so much why Ant is in his bed … or worse, wearing a matching wedding band.
Ant invited himself on a Vegas trip, gambling on a second chance with the man who got away. He never dreamt he’d be the one with a wedding ring on his finger, but if their predicament gets Chris talking to him again, he’ll make the most of it.
Between keeping their secret from friends and trying to figure out what really happened that first crazy night in Vegas, passions ignite. If they can hold on to their fresh start, maybe the Vegas motto doesn’t have to hold true: What happens in Vegas doesn’t have to stay there.