Dirty Ink is Out!

Since “that night” in Vegas, Irish tattoo artist Mason Donovan has only two rules:
1. One Night Only.
2. No Americans.

When Rachel, his very fiery, very sassy and very American wife, shows up at his door looking for a divorce, Mason makes her a deal: be his wife for thirty days first.

Despite Rachels attempts to make Mason divorce her faster, old feelings are ignited… and old demons.

Author’s Note: Contained within these pages is one of the most dirty-mouthed men I’ve ever written. If you’re easily offended or you don’t like cussing, you should avert your eyes. Otherwise, hold onto your pearls, Petunia. It’s going to be a filthy ride…

“𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨!!! 𝘚𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘖𝘛!!!”

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Hey lovelies!

Dirty Ink is LIVE!!!
Mason is one dirty bastard. I hope you love him as much as I do!

Welcome back to broody Ireland. Enjoy!

xoxo Sienna

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Dublin Ink is Out!

My grumpy tattooed boss, Conor, is too old, too hot, too muscled and too damn rude.
He hates me.
But he can’t stay away.
He’s obsessed with keeping me safe.
Keeping me protected.
Even from him.
Especially from him.

Soon sparks and insults turn into broken rules and forbidden moments—until one final mistake seals our fate…

“Ten amazing stars for this angsty age-gap romance”

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Hey lovelies!

Dublin Ink is LIVE!!!
I hope you love this broken grump with a heart of gold as much as I do *swoon*

Keep an eye out for all those juicy cameos from characters you know and love…

Welcome back to broody Ireland. Enjoy!

xoxo Sienna

lush emotion, taut drama, heart tugging angst, intense turmoil, tantalizing twists, sizzling sparks and slowly simmering heat that eventually ignites into some wicked steam”

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“Hot, hot, hot! This is another sizzler in this series.”

Heath Sutherland.
Hot Aussie surfer. Entrepreneur. Billionaire.
To top it off, he volunteers as a surf lifesaver.
He wasn’t always such a stud.

On a beach patrol, Heath rescues Emma Hayes, his stuck-up high-school nemesis. He wishes he left her (sexy) ass in the surf.

But when she wakes up with amnesia, Heath decides revenge is a dish best served cold.

He brings her back to his mansion, convinces her she is his live-in maid… and sets about making her do the most disgusting and dirty tasks imaginable.

You know what they say about best laid plans…

This is definitely going to end up in disaster.

If you’re not into hot surfer billionaires and the feisty yet misunderstood gal who is made for him, don’t read this book.

If you’re not into sexy lifeguards doing mouth-to-mouth, runaway Ferraris and an Australian platypus called Bondi with more sass than Beyonce, you definitely shouldn’t read this book.

Alright mate?

The Bet is LIVE!!!

The Bet

Such a wonderful, funny, heartbreaking, romantic, angsty, unputdownable book! Wish I could give this TEN STARS instead of just FIVE!”

Irish Billionaires is a spin-off of Sienna’s popular Irish Kiss series. Revisit moody and romantic Ireland with all their sexy broody men…

Ronan O’Hara
Playboy heir. Billionaire. Hot Mess.
He plays his part as the black sheep of the Dublin elite with aplomb.

Utterly bored with his gilded life, Ronan makes a bet with his friends that he can transform a mere waitress into a sophisticated member of the upper class.

His target?

Delaney Evans.
Sassy. Uncouth. A loud-mouthed American.

Ronan doesn’t realize he has more than his work cut out for him.

He didn’t count on the fireworks that would go off whenever they’d touch.
He didn’t count on her seeing right through his façade.
He didn’t count on falling for her…

Riding His Longboard is LIVE!!

This sassy romance duo has teamed up to bring you a sexy, fun and hilarious series focused on Australian surfers and lifeguards. Prepare to get Wet…Down Under 😉

Joel “Longboard” Slater.
Internationally renowned pro-surfer.
Cocky. Talented. Heartbreaker.
And no, they don’t just call him “longboard” because that’s what he surfs.

Ladies and gentlemen…meet Sydney’s sexiest baby daddy. And my latest assignment.

Too bad he won’t give any interviews. None. Nada. Zip.

But when I get mistaken for his new nanny, it’s a chance to uncover the playboy’s big secret. Starting with…who (and where) the hell is the baby mama?

I’ll just have to pretend Joel isn’t the sexiest man I’ve ever seen in and out of the water—tanned muscular body, long hair bleached golden by the sun, and totally kissable, cocky-AF smirk that melts panties like ice-cream in summer.

I just have to ignore the way my heart clenches at the sight of baby Jackson laying on his bare firm chest—dear God, does this man even own a shirt?

I have to mute my ears to his sexy Australian accent that coos softly to his son one minute and whispers the dirtiest, filthiest promises into my ear the next.

Too bad he sees my cool, professional exterior as the ultimate challenge. Too bad he’s not stopping until he gets what he wants…

Me riding his, ahem… longboard.

If you’re not into naughty, half-naked surfers and the smart, independent lady he can’t help falling for, don’t read this book.

If you’re not into dirty surf puns, cute babies laying on bare man-chest and more poop jokes than a Farrelly brothers movie, you definitely shouldn’t read this book.

For real.

The Paw-fect Mix-up is LIVE!

My next rom-com collab with Sarah Willows is LIVE!!!
Grab The Paw-fect Mix-up now for a hilarious and sexy escape.
You’ll love this hot, bossy surfer billionaire… down under 😉
xoxo Sienna

The Paw-fect Mix-up


This sassy romance duo have teamed up to bring you a sexy, fun and hilarious new series. You’ll love these hot-as-sin Billionaires…Down Under 😉

Rhys Carmichael.
Smug billionaire a$$hole.
Tanned six-pack under that Armani suit.
Sexy Australian accent to boot.
And my mortal enemy.

I’m pretty sure he’s the reason I’m stuck dog sitting for rich people.

No matter. I’m a resourceful gal. I just have to be the best dog sitter Sydney’s well-to-do have ever seen and I can get back on my feet. Besides, getting to stay in this beachside mansion for two weeks isn’t so bad, right?

Just my luck, the dog I’m looking after ends up in the neighbor’s yard and I’m faced with his handsome mutt…Rhys, I mean. Not the pooch.

When Rhys mistakes me for his new uber-successful neighbor, there’s no way I’m rolling over and telling his smug ass the truth.

Especially when it’s clear he’s playing for keeps. And playing ruff!

I just have to put on the dog and pretend to be someone I’m not.

And ignore the way Rhys looks as he strides out of the surf—water dripping off his tanned muscular body. Or how his impossible bossiness seems to get me all hot and bothered.

And above all, avoid getting caught out…doggy style!

If you’re not into grumpy, bossy billionaires and the feisty, independent gal he can’t help falling for, don’t read this book.

Just sayin.

If you’re not into ridiculous what-have-I-gotten-myself-into scenarios, maids well-versed in blackmail and a tiny fluffy pooch that won’t quit eating (or humping) everything in sight, you definitely shouldn’t read this book.

“I was roaring with laughter, swooning and of course a little over heated…”

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To Have & To Hoax is LIVE!

Surprise! I’ve done a rom-com collab with an aussie author, Sarah Willows… To Have & To Hoax.

This new series is all about the hot, cheeky billionaires… down under 😉

Hope you love Logan as much as we do!

xoxo Sienna

To Have & To Hoax

“Amazing!! Hot!! Must read!! …I have a huge book hangover”

This sassy romance duo have teamed up to bring you a sexy, fun and hilarious new series. You’ll love these hot-as-sin Billionaires…Down Under 😉

Logan Skye.
Drop-dead gorgeous and knows it, shameless playboy and confirmed bachelor, heir to a luxury hotel empire.
He has everything a man could want: fast cars, faster women, more money than God.
It’s all about to be taken away from him thanks to a pesky little clause in his late father’s will.

That is…unless he gets married.

I’m Talia Rose, heir to a stack of debts and broken dreams, hiding from my past in the land down under. I am everything except a doting fiancée: Feisty. Stubborn. And determined to hate all men.
Including Logan.

Especially Logan.

Imagine my surprise when Logan makes me the proposal of the century.

All we have to do is to fake a whirlwind courtship, fool everyone that we’re desperately in love and get married in less than thirty days. Never mind he’s the most arrogant, annoying asshole I’ve ever met. I just have to ignore the electric, hateful, lusty sparks that fly when we’re together and focus on the big fat payday that will solve all my problems. I just have to NOT fall in love.

Piece of (wedding) cake. Right?

If you’re not into smirky, cheeky billionaires and the sassy, independent gal he can’t help falling for, don’t read this book.

If you’re not into flamboyantly fabulous bosses, outrageous won’t-take-no-for-an-answer sisters and a butler with more back-chat than shock jock radio, you definitely shouldn’t read this book.

We warned you.

“…going on my “will read again” shelf”

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Except of To Have & To Hoax


“Favorite sex position?”

Talia glared at me. “Next.”

I raised my hands in the air, the picture of innocence. “What? It’s important for me to know.”

“We’re never ever having sex, so you can just forget about it. Next.”

“Hang on a minute. If we’re engaged and living together, people are going to assume we are having sex.”

Talia crossed her arms over her chest, assumedly to guard herself. All that did was to press her breasts deliciously together so much that I almost forgot what I was even asking her. That is, until she snapped, “So?”

“Seeing as we’re engaged, snugglebum, it seems an entirely appropriate thing to know. So…favorite sex position?”

She spluttered. “I-I don’t know.”

I grinned at her obvious discomfort. “Well, let’s see…there’s the classics…missionary, obviously. Cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, or my personal favorite…doggy.”

Her mouth popped open as her cheeks colored deliciously.

“Scissors, sideways, seashell…” I continued, counting them on my fingers.

Her eyes bulged.

“Or the more exotic ones like corkscrew, the pretzel dip, the magic mou—”

“Alright, stop already!”

I hid my grin behind my glass. “So which one is your favorite, my love?”

Talia fussed with the tassel on a cushion that was suddenly the most interesting thing in the world.

“To be honest,” she started slowly, “I never really enjoyed sex that much.”

I almost spat out my whiskey. “What?” I cried out, slamming my glass down.

Talia winced.

I shook my head. “No, no. I must have drunk too much. For a moment I thought I heard you say that you didn’t really like sex that much.” I let out an awkward laugh.

Talia shrugged, although she still wouldn’t meet my eye. “I don’t. Really.”

I leapt to my feet as a string of cuss words left my mouth. “Unbelievable. I am horrified at how unaccomplished the men were who came before me.”



“There’s only been one. Before, I mean.”

My eyes bugged out of my head. A beautiful woman like Talia? Only one insufficient partner? She was so innocent, so ripe, so ready to be shown all the wonders that two consenting human bodies could do with each other. And I wanted to show her.

I recovered from my shock quickly. “Well, he should be hung in the town square and flogged.”

Talia raised an eyebrow. “Flogged? Really, Logan?”

“You’re quite right. A mere flogging is too good for him. Drawn and quartered and his innards fed to the birds.”

“Melodramatic much?”

“No, darling,” I slammed my hands down on the arms of her armchair. “You only say that because you have no idea what was stolen from you.”

Talia pressed herself into her seat, her eyes wide on mine. “Stolen?”

“Ripped from your very bosom. The sexual experience, the meeting of two earthly bodies in such a glorious, transcendent, magical way…”


My nostrils flared with rage. “I bet he didn’t even bother with foreplay.”

Talia shuffled in her seat. That was answer enough.

“As I thought. I bet he didn’t last more than two minutes.”

Talia’s lips pursed. “One and a half, if he was lucky.”

“Absolutely atrocious!” I took a deep breath to calm myself. I sank to my knees in front of her, forcing her to part her knees to let me between them, until we were eye to eye.

Talia laughed nervously. “What are you—?”

 “If I were him, I’d have stripped you down slowly, carefully, as if I were unwrapping the most precious gift, reveling in each smooth inch of soft skin I’d revealed…”

My voice had lowered to a mere whisper. She leaned in as if she was trying to hear me better.

“If I were him, I’d have run my fingers over your entire body, chasing my hands with my lips… and my tongue…”

Her breathing was growing heavy. Just like mine.

“I’d kiss you and lick you and suck each aching piece of you until you begged…”

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My Secret Irish Baby is LIVE!

Happy Release to My Secret Irish Baby (Irish Kiss #7).

You guys, Michael O Sullivan’s story is here!

And it’s the last book in the Irish Kiss series. So bittersweet!

You met this stern workaholic in the previous Irish Kiss novels. I can’t wait for you to really get to know him AND meet his match…

Hope you love him & her!

Stay safe.

xoxo Sienna

My Secret Irish Baby

A Second Chance Secret Baby Romance

“Loved reading the sensational and spectacular romance story by the phenomenal author, Sienna Blake”

Fate gave them this second chance. Are they brave enough to take it?

Nine years ago, I met Michael O’Sullivan over a stolen bottle of red and a platter of bacon-wrapped dates.

Handsome. Perfectly poised. Fiercely intelligent.
Fastest rising star of the Dublin legal world.
Top thirty most successful under thirty.

But none of that mattered to me—only that he made me feel like my heart was full of sunshine when he danced with me in the rain.

Nine years ago, he broke my heart when he walked away.

Now I don’t have time to dance in the rain. I’m working several jobs to support my kid. She is the light of my life. She looks like me but with his eyes.

I’ve just been assigned to assist a visiting hotshot lawyer—the arrogant, bossy, rude ass who can’t even be bothered to sign his emails with his full name.

Guess who my new boss is?

I just have to get through the next few weeks without Michael finding out my secret. Or letting him break my heart again.

Not easy when he’s determined not to let me go again.

“…every book has blown my mind a little more”

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