Working for her supermodel sister was about as much fun as eating rocks. But when doing the right thing leads to losing everything, Katie does the logical thing… she gets wasted on the beach. And then the blood moon rose. Memories, that weren’t her own, come rushing back of a life when she was the goddess of love. A life with three mates who would do anything for her. Panic sets in as a veil is lifted from the world and magic is revealed everywhere. Luckily for Katie, a muscular adult Cupid, in a diaper, arrives to help her navigate her new world. But when she discovers the difficulty that comes from having three sexy new mates, and an enemy she doesn’t remember, Katie has to decide—does she do what she must to keep her memory—or take the easy way out and forget all about goddesses and mates. For a woman who has never believed in love, being the goddess of love might just change everything. Or get her killed. GODDESS OF LOVE is a paranormal reverse harem romance with a kickbutt heroine and three sexy immortal lovers. It is part of a shared world called “Blood Moon Rising.” So if you’re in the mood for a hot story that leave you at the edge of your seat, grab your copy!

    I was tired of being boring, predictable Emma Mills. I was convinced that my life would be totally different in the Big Apple.And I was right.Jackson Reynard was irresistible and I had no plans on resisting him. Jackson was the epitome of tall, dark and handsome and I was more than happy to let him sweep me off my feet. I expected a summer fling but instead I got a heart-stopping romance. I realized that I had met the love of my life. I just didn't realize that sometimes love isn't enough.It's hard enough getting over an ex. It's even harder when he becomes Hollywood's next biggest heartthrob and his face is plastered on every magazine cover. But the hardest part? The hardest part is when he thrusts himself back into my life and won't let go of the past.I survived losing the man I loved the first time. I don't think I'll survive it again.

    A deep, velvety voice answered, and as luck would have it, he had my suitcase, too.Donovan and I met at a coffee shop to do the exchange. Turned out, it wasn’t just his voice that was sexy. The man holding my luggage was absolutely gorgeous, and we had an immediate spark. He got me to admit that I’d snooped in his bag and then convinced me to make it up to him by letting him buy me coffee. Coffee led to dinner, dinner led to dessert, and dessert led to spending an entire weekend together. Donovan wasn’t just handsome with a panty-dropping voice. He was also funny, smart, and surprisingly down to earth for a man who wore seven-hundred-dollar shoes. Did I mention he also did my laundry while I slept?Definitely too good to be true.So what did I do to repay him for his kindness?I waited until he was in the shower, then ghosted him.My life was too complicated for such a great guy.In the months that passed, I thought about Donovan often. But New York City had eight million people, so what were the chances I’d run into him? Then again, what were the chances I’d run into him a year later…when I’d just started dating his boss?

    Life wasn't good. It was great. Until a family tragedy strikes and shatters Clayton's world as he knows it, along with his memory. As Clayton struggles to put the pieces of his life back together, his beautiful, brown-skinned guardian angel with the wavy hair and soulful eyes is with him the entire way. But who is she? He may not know her name, but her face and the way she fills his heart are definitely unforgettable. Find out what happens when life as you know it is turned inside out and you’re forced to put the pieces back together, one memory at a time. Welcome to MindF*ck! *This book contains scenes involving suicide, strong sexual themes and content not suitable for persons under the age of 18. MindF*ck is book one of a series and can be read as a standalone.*

    What can I say? I’m a simple man.Unfortunately, my passions make it hard to behave, and the board of directors in my company is getting nervous.America’s most eligible bachelor just bought the biggest lingerie fashion company in the country, Cupid’s Arrows.The message from my advisors—don’t look at any of the models sideways.You’ve got to be kidding me. Do they realize who I am?But I behave… until the top model walks in the room. She’s my personal challenge poured into an hourglass figure.I’m hurting in all the best ways. Best part? She makes me second-guess everything I thought I knew about what I wanted in life. All of a sudden, one night isn’t enough. Not with her. It’s a hands-off situation though. My hands off her. And it’s not working.It would seem that cupid has shot his arrow, and he used my heart for his practice round.

    Amber is determined to know more and heads to the bright lights of New York City, a world away from the hippie commune she’s grown up on in Maine.She tracks down the band but answers seem hard to come by. And then there’s the new lead guitarist—troubled, sexy, intriguing Ty who is anything but welcoming.Ty is not into commitment and Amber is not into the music yet, soon, sparks begin to fly. The more time they spend together, the hotter things get. They’re bound by music—could they also be bound by love?

    To help me numb the pain. Because for those few minutes of pleasure, I could shut it all off. The reminders of all that I had lost. All that I had endured. Of all that I saw die before my eyes.I slept with a man I can’t get out of my head. It was supposed to be a one-time thing with no attachments and no commitments. No names were exchanged, no phone numbers swapped. And that was fine by me... until I lay awake at night, dreaming about that man’s caress. Wanting and yearning to feel his touch once more.But one day, my fantasies of seeing this man become an all-too-consuming, nightmarish reality. Suddenly, he is in my house, that cocky grin of his silently promising more to come. And the reason being? His father is getting married to my mother. We are going to be family.I am in the seven circles of hell. His look alone consumes my soul and makes me beg for more. He wants me and is determined to get me. I’m his obsession, and I’ve just become a slave to his infatuation... to the games he likes to play. The games he knows will have me surrendering to his will.But that’s not the only problem. That’s not the only reason I am living in my own personal hell.The year before I met my soon-to-be step-brother, Hunter... The year I made a decision that will ultimately end up destroying my very soul...I lost my virginity to Hunter’s dad.Warning: Contains scenes of emotional and physical abuse. Readers with sensitivity to such subjects are advised to proceed with caution.

    Instead, I enjoyed it. And just 2 days later, I gave in and kissed her.  I wanted to claim her in ways unimaginable. And I was a fool to think I could get lost in her delicious curves for a night and then, just be friends with her. My wife and son’s memories still haunt me.  Starting a new relationship is just…wrong. I’ll have to break Emma’s heart,  ‘cause she’s fallen deep for me.  But the baby she’s carrying?  Could she be my forever?

    The hottest, hell-raising guy to ever throw a leg over a dirt bike… and I was his before I was old enough to realize what it meant to be tied to a guy like Roan Sawyer. He protected me and saved me, only to turn me away when I wanted him the most. Behind the helmet, he’s gorgeous, rugged, obsessive, and a liar. Now his reckless ways have me questioning everything I thought I knew about him and my family. And here I am, trying to move on with my life, but he won’t let me. Consumed by a haunting ache only he provides, I want him, even though I hate him. Our love is wide-open, full throttle, red-lined ’til the very end. They say behind every king is a queen who he will do anything for. This queen… she’s innocent, sweet, and I’m nothing she needs. Everything I know about Ophelia Hadley is a lie I fed to keep her mine, only to be betrayed and deceived. She deserves stability, and me, well, I’m not that. I can’t promise her tomorrow. She knows that, but it doesn’t stop me from taking back what’s mine. Even if it means destroying everything I’ve worked for in the process.

    And one of them is my brother-in-law.He’s my drug. My fire. My addiction.But he’s married to my best friend. And I’m married to my husband.I’m not ashamed. I have no guilt.None.I’m not fucked. I’m a fucked up person.This is the story of how I ruined my life.And the life of the one I loved most.

    He was my brother's best friend and the definition of unavailable. But I didn't care. I had loved him for as long as I could remember. He was worth the risk. He was worth everything. But then he broke my heart as easily as I fell for him. He watched me fall, spiraling out of control, and as I reached for him, he wasn't there to catch me. So I ran. Four years later, I never expected to see him again. He was still my brother's best friend, and he was more unavailable than ever. He looked every bit the bad boy I knew he was, covered in tattoos and a crooked smile. Guarding my heart from him was top priority because Parker James was where good girls go to die. Unfortunately for him, I wasn't a good girl anymore.

    Emory faces life’s challenges at the one place that’s never failed her, the ballet barre. But even the barre can’t steady her when fate brings her face-to-face with her old college flame, Mason, who’s hoping to return to the NFL after a career-threatening injury. Before they can surrender to their sexual desires and find salvation in each other’s arms, they need to come to terms with their past. Mason must confront the demons that have set him on a path of self-destruction, while Emory must decide whether to keep her painful secrets locked away, or expose them and risk losing the love of her life. But nothing can prepare Mason for what Emory has kept hidden, or the possibility that he himself may be to blame for the very secrets she keeps – and why they continue to haunt her.

     Chase, I need you. Please come. -Teagan Something inside me snapped as her text screamed from the screen of my phone. My heart started pounding as I was sucked into a vortex of emotions, pulled unwillingly into a past I wanted to forget. Teagan Tessler was the love of my life. At least, I thought so. My professional soccer career was part of the we future planned together, but an offer one year ahead of schedule sent me to London. Just months after I left, she betrayed me with my best friend without explanation and I was completely and utterly destroyed. After six years, I could breathe again and my professional and personal life was in a good place. I’d have to be insane to consider ripping open those wounds, but whatever it was, this had to be huge. The truth of my feelings resonated; my head told me to shut off the phone and forget her forever, but my traitorous heart told me to get on a plane, no questions asked. Trading Yesterday is a roller coaster of emotion; ultimate loss, longing, betrayal, and forgiveness that will restore your faith in unconditional love and leave you gasping for more.

    An expert. His job is to clean up the messes no one else can. But behind that tough exterior, Gunner has a few secrets of his own. Eight years ago, Gunner left his hometown and vowed to never look back. When his past collides with his present in the form of a familiar face, Gunner must return home to take care of one final mess...the woman he left behind. Reagan Orrick knows heartbreak. Eight years ago, the love of her life disappeared without a trace or goodbye.In his absence, she has fought to build a life she can be proud of. When tragedy strikes, Reagan must go it alone or make a choice to trust the man who shattered her heart once again. Their secrets can save or destroy them...but only the truth will allow them to be cleaned.

    While my friends wished and wondered, I planned. A husband, children, even the perfect minivan--my future was a family, and I couldn’t wait to step into it. Donovan proposed right after graduation, and everything else fell into place too, right down to the van.I should have done things differently, I know that now. I should have told someone, should have told him about the bottomless depression I fell into post-partum. Instead, I convinced myself I just needed a little time away, a small break to get my head straight. I made my biggest mistake when I gave into my demons and walked away from everything I’d ever wanted.It took me two long years to recover, but now I know exactly what I want again. I want my family back. Donovan says they don’t want me. Don’t need me. He says he’s moved on. But the look in his eyes tells me there’s a chance, even if I have to fight.And I’m not going to lose again.