Keeping her at arm’s length wasn’t easy, but he had no choice—she was too young and too pure. No longer a girl, Dylan Thomas has become all woman. Gone is the innocence that once kept him away. Her hungry gaze tells him all he needs to know. Now he’s ready to claim what’s his... Once and for all. Note: This novella is an insta-love romance with a secret baby and guaranteed happily ever after.

    Money. Submission. I’m the boss. People do what I say. Men take orders. Women drop to their knees. One glance from me is all it takes. Until she walked in. She’s my best friend’s daughter, And completely untouchable. He wants me to take her under my wing, But I’ll take her over my knee. Her virgin body is begging for my touch. I crave her curves. She craves my command. Now she’s pregnant, and I’m in trouble. She thinks I won’t stay, but I don’t take orders. From anyone. Let her dad do his worst. I’m the boss, and it’s not quitting time yet. Our love is strong… but is it strong enough to survive her father? ***Boss Daddy is an 45k words full-length standalone novel with a HEA, no cliffhanger, no cheating, and plenty of steam. - Jess Bentley (USA Today Bestselling Author)***

    Pick up her new ward at the train station and drop her off. No biggie; Callan's no one's idea of an errand boy, but he figures if he doesn't do it, the poor kid might end up stranded there all night, since his ex bed warmer was a cold hearted witch. From the description she gave, he's expecting a homely country hayseed, imagine his surprise when the new ward turns out to be a stunning beauty who makes his body heat up with a look, and brings thoughts and desires long dormant to the forefront. In that first meeting he sees her for exactly what she is, everything he's ever wanted in his life, in his bed.

    Money, social standing and the protection of her step-brother. Or so she thought. When she discovers his dark secrets, he turns on her and sells her to a western brothel to keep her quiet. There, she's forced to work or participate in an auction. A virgin auction...and she's the prize.One look at Emma James and Whitmore Kane and Ian Stewart know she would belong to them. Marriage was the only way to truly claim her...so they bid and bid well. As their bride, they return to the Bridgewater Ranch and teach her the ways to please not one husband, but two. But danger has tracked Ian around the world and threatens their newfound relationship. Together, can they fight the demons of the past while forging a future?>This is the first book in the Bridgewater Ménage Series, where you'll meet all of the men in Kane and Ian's army regiment and discover their unusual beliefs on marriage. Read the entire series to follow along as the men, two or three at a time, claim their brides. Bridgewater: Where ménage meets marriage.

    She isn’t just the girl-next-door. She’s a billboard for the typical blonde-haired, blue-eyed babe and a known hellion in her small southern town.Peyton Storm has the world by its throat until her world spins out of control with the unexpected. Her goals and dreams are shattered as opportunities slip out of reach.Enter Braden, Kane, and Evan Cartwell. The Cartwell brothers offer Peyton a roof over her head and the security she needs. Soon, Peyton finds herself surrounded by a real family, but she’s after far more than friendship, and she’ll pull a few capers here and there to gain the attention she most desires.In the middle of Peyton’s games, an unforeseen attack places her in a psychopath’s line of fire. Afterward, the Cartwell brothers realize what they almost lost, and they’re forced to acknowledge the feelings they share for Peyton. Promising a special kind of commitment, Kane, Braden, and Evan ask Peyton for her complete submission, but gaining her compliance is more complex than they anticipate.Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

    And my fate is a tasty little brunette with curves for days, who was wearing one of the dresses I designed a few seasons ago. At thirty-four, I’m one of the top fashion designers in the industry. I didn’t set out to amass a fashion empire, it just sort of worked out that way. But lately, I’ve been feeling restless. Unsatisfied. Like something’s missing. Something like the voluptuous woman I met by chance at the park the other day. She’s too young for me, too innocent. I have a disaster of a situation to deal with at work. And yet… One look in her warm, curious, honey-colored eyes and I’m a goner. My new mission in life is to make her mine and spoil her rotten. My honeybee isn’t used to being taken care of, so I’ll have to go slow. But make no mistake; she’s mine forever. WILLOW: I didn’t even know who he was! The tall, chiseled, stupidly handsome man who complimented my dress at the park was Nolan freaking Blackwell. And apparently, I was wearing one of his dresses. I found it at a thrift store, which I told him. Because I’m an idiot who has no filter. I have no idea what someone as rich, handsome, and powerful as Nolan would want with me, but he’s relentless in his pursual. I’m nobody, a chubby girl just barely scraping by, about to be evicted, and loaded with abandonment issues to boot. Oh, and my only friend is a cat named Fluffles. So, yeah. I’m quite a catch. If he doesn’t stop being so sweet and protective of me, I’m gonna fall for him. Hard. I don’t know if I could survive someone like Nolan Blackwell… DESIGNED BY FATE is a short, sweet, over-the-top sexy little novella about a big, beautiful woman and the rich, older, alpha male who wants to claim her as his. Willow is a little skittish at first, but Nolan proves to her he can be patient, understanding, caring, and provide every single thing for her. If you like cute, quirky, curvy heroines, and growly, gorgeous alpha males with a soft spot, then this is the book for you. Expect instalove, steamy scenes, and a sugary-sweet HEA! **Mature content, 18+ only, please!**

    Crossing the border into Texas turns out to be the easy part.Virtually penniless and enticingly innocent, she soon finds herself at the mercy of Travis Blake. Travis is a hard-working, self-made rancher that has never known love or softness of any kind. His only use for women is sexual, and Selena is caught on his ranch with no way out.While Selena plots her escape from his control, Travis ruthlessly and methodically tightens his possession and makes it impossible for her to leave. The struggle that follows is a clash of wills that pits purity against passion, virtue against vice and love against lust.Excerpt: “I specifically told you to stay away from the men and stay at the house. In fact, I’ve told you more than once.” He ate, standing up, and scrunched up the bag when he was finished. “You got anything to say to me? Anything in your defense?”“Am I on tri—trial?” “Yeah, you’re on trial. And I’m the only judge you’re going to get. No jury of your peers. Just me. My decision. Got that?” His voice rose.Selena took a step back from him. “What’s wrong w-with you? How can you b-be so nice and then s-so mean?”He stalked toward her. “Really?” He reached down and swiped her wrist and held it tightly in his grip. “Really? You don’t get it yet? You haven’t quite figured it out? I told you what happens when a man wants something he can’t have. Have you forgotten so soon? Are you saying I can have it? Are you? I tell you what, Angel, you let me take you back to the house, strip you naked every night. You sleep in my bed, and we’ll see just how nice I can be.” He slammed his mouth down on hers. His tongue went deep, tasting her sweetness. He pulled her into his body, his erection straining against her. He lifted his mouth from hers. His hand went to the back of her head and grabbed hold of her hair and pulled until her eyes were on his.His face was menacing, his hold on her uncompromising. He fisted his hand in her hair until she was completely captive. His other hand went to her neck and felt her racing heartbeat. His hand roamed down and settled on her breast. Her flesh swelled against his palm, her nipple hardening. His thumb moved back and forth across the tight little pebble. They stood there, panting together. His touch gentled, and his words became beguiling. “Come on, Baby. You don’t want to be a virgin forever, do you?” His mouth lowered and he took a gentle kiss from her parted lips. “I can make it good for you. You don’t need to be scared. I won’t hurt you. It won’t hurt at all.”She pulled away from him, accusation in her eyes. He stood in front of her, blatant masculinity dripping from his pores. He had a dominant nature, and she felt its intensity now.His eyes were riveted on her, his nostrils flaring. Goddammit! He had sworn to himself that he wasn’t going to try to seduce her, and then he had gone and done just that. “Shit.” He turned away and dug his cell phone from his pocket, flipped it open and pressed a button. He spoke into the phone. “Yeah, get back here and take her back to the house.”He ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket. “I’m not going to apologize. You’re playing with fire and you know it. You better watch out, little girl, because you’re going to get burned. I want you to get back to that house and stay there. You can go to the barn and see those damn skunks, but that’s it. Nowhere else.

    Fate, however, seems to be summoning him to the jury pool for entirely different reasons when a fellow juror half his age buddies up to him and refuses to leave him alone.Nobody has ever stuck up for Wren before, who's been on her own since she was a teen. When the grouchy rancher, Sam, acts on his protective instincts on her behalf, Wren is sure beyond a reasonable doubt that he's meant to be hers for life.Intended for adults ages 18 and up due to graphic sexual content.Also contains:One grouchy rancherOne vegan pixie sirenAge gapForced proximityJengaHEANO cheatingNO cliffhangers

    Whoops. It’s her wedding day. I’m not the groom. Oh, but I’m going to be… The world may call me a King and a gentleman, but there’s nothing gentle about me. I’ve fought like hell to get to where I am, and these rough hands want one thing and one thing only – to hold her and never let her go. She’s my obsession – my addiction. Blonde, blue-eyed, innocent and tempting, with lips that beg to be tasted and curves that were made to press against me. But a rival king – a cruel, evil piece of garbage – has stepped in to buy her hand and her innocence with the promise of paying off her parents’ debts. He thinks that makes her his, but he’s about to learn how wrong he is. You see, the rumors about my royal staff and crown jewels aren’t tall tales. She deserves a real man. A better man. King Milton just isn’t the right fit for her. …Oh, but I am. And I’m going to “fit” with her so well that she’ll be moaning for more. I’m a king, after all. And kings take what they want. And tonight? I’m taking her. I’ll do anything to make her my queen. …Even if I have to steal her. Grab those tiaras and hold on to your jewels! One totally obsessed, totally big alpha King, one smart, sassy, stolen bride, and enough insta-love, kindle-melting steam, and sugary-sweetness to knock you right out of your throne. This book is utterly over-the-top fantasy with pretty much zero grounding in reality. You’ve been warned ;). As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. This is a novella-length book of approximately 100 pages, though the page-count below and on your e-reader may show differently. For a limited time, this new release edition contains additional content for further reader enjoyment, as a thank you for your support.

    Even me. The package in my mail had no name, no address. Just some sexy lingerie, and a letter telling me that I was claimed. That I already belonged to him. I thought it was a mistake. No one would send something like that to a girl like me. The most exciting part of my day was getting to marathon a new show on Netflix. But the gifts kept coming. And the messages got more personal. He'd write things like, “Thinking about you drives me wild.” Or, “How will our lips feel when we finally kiss?” I won't lie, I was starting to fall for a stranger. Then he wanted to meet. He's gorgeous, charming, an actual damn billionaire. He's everything a girl could want. But he has a secret. What if he isn't a stranger at all? Standalone novel with a HEA, no cliffhangers here! Contains a bad boy billionaire with hot tattoos and one hell of a dirty mouth.

    When she meets her new neighbor she’s not prepared for how big or how hot he is. The gentle giant has her fantasies running wild and she’s learning what it means to love thy neighbor.Bull has always been the biggest in the room and it’s annoying. He’s a former security guard who now does online consulting to stay away from the stares. But when his young little neighbor wants to make friends he can’t help himself. He’s tearing down all his walls and breaking the rules just to have a shot at what he never thought was possible.Warning: Will Bull be too big to make Teeny his? Will it somehow work anyway? You betcha! Find out what happens when this bull meets his china shop...because it’s wild!

     She likes stilettos, sidewalks, and the Starbucks on every corner. It doesn't matter that her heels hurt or the sidewalks cracked or no one at the coffee store remembers her name. The horns of taxi drivers serenade her as she walks to work and fast-paced action fills her days which is why she needs her boss to come home from the farm. There are contracts to be signed. Money to be made. Hands to be greased and—oh my gosh, is that a cow? Colton Blackwood is a countryman.  He wants slow walks, slow kisses, and slow love-making, but more than anything he wants that with Charlotte. It doesn't matter that she's scared of the farm animals or that she's suspicious that the store clerk knows her name. He knows that love's the same whether you're wearing a suit in the boardroom or a pair of cowboy boots on the ranch. The trick is convincing Charlotte but, it'll happen because Colton won't accept anything but her by his side.

    So when Mia and Ty are invited to the same Mardi Gras party, Mia decides to live out a fantasy. Donning a Mardi Gras mask and wig, Mia masquerades as the seductive Mistress Mina, the bad girl of Ty’s dreams. But what will happen if Ty discovers her true identity? Mia’s risking their friendship and her job, but for a night with Ty, it’s worth it.

     Rose is pure, hot, forbidden temptation in a shirt that’s too tight and shorts that are too short. She needs a place to stay and she’s willing to earn her keep. Her old man was my best friend, so of course I open my home to her. But now I have a problem on my hands. From the moment she showed up, I’ve been obsessed. She’s in my every waking thought. In all my sinful dreams. Madness surges through me when I see other men look at her. And what’s worse? She’s daring me. Tempting me. Flirting. Her lips are begging me to claim her. Her words are telling me just how inexperienced she is. She wants me to show her how we do it in cowboy country. It’s not right, but I don’t know how much longer I can hold out. So if my little desert Rose wants to be a real cowgirl, then I’ll teach her how to ride. Oh, and those pretty little lips? I have something planned for them, too. Enjoy this steamy, sweet novella! HEA, stand-alone, no cheating, insta-love fun. xx, Lauren

    Spoiler alert: it’s as sad as it sounds. My roommate thinks I should do some research to help my writer’s block. When a billionaire publishing executive rejects my book, she has the perfect idea. The perfectly terrible idea of tricking him into bidding on me through a BDSM site. I know how it sounds. Crazy. Stupid. Irresponsible. Check, check, check. I couldn’t agree more. Yes, he’s practically dripping with sex appeal. Yes, any woman with a pulse would kill for a “hello” from him. And yes, he looks like he belongs on a movie screen. But as far as I’m concerned, he’s just the jerk who rejected my book, and all I care about is getting a chance to tell him off in person. That’s it. Mostly. Then again, maybe my roommate has a point. A night with him would probably give me enough material to fill half a book. He wants more than a night, though. He wants a month. And he wants me to sign a contract saying I’m completely and totally his. I can sign the contract and basically become the heroine from one of my books, or I can say no and keep on living my normal, boring life. Hmm, tough call… **This is a full-length, standalone billionaire BDSM romance. No cheating or cliffhangers, and as always, Happily Ever After guaranteed. Includes bonus content!