She’s a witness. Now he doesn’t want to let her go.I get paid to kill people.Corrupt politicians. CEOs. Hell, even bad middle managers.I like my job.And working at Ruthless Corp ensures I get paid well.But I have a line I won’t cross.I don’t kill women or children.So when a senator’s daughter interrupts my hit, it’s a problem.Because I can’t let Jane go free.And soon I realize I won’t let her go. Ever.

    Candy’s my mom. Candice is her full name, but in her younger, wilder days she was Candy, bubbly and sweet and spreading love and happiness to anyone who came to the cafe.But when Mom has an accident, it’s up to me to do all the baking. I’m a creative cookie decorator, but my baking sucks.Then Mom hires Sam to teach me the finer points. He’s tall and delicious, and I’ll do anything to get my hands on his sweet cookies.But he’s only in town for a few weeks. We agree that it’s no strings attached, but can I stick to that?SamThe moment I see Bella I know she’ll be mine. She sprinkles a bit of joy into everything she bakes with her bright clothing and outrageous hair.My body craves her, and my heart wants her.But I know I’m going to have to leave. My life is on the road, but this is one sweet treat I’m unwilling to leave behind.Take a seat at Candy’s Cafe where the goods are freshly baked and sprinkled with love.Meet the sisters who run the café, the staff who work there, and the regulars who stop by. There must be something in the cookie batter, because each one finds their own special happily ever after.The Candy’s Cafe series features curvy women and the strong men who love them, and each couple has a steamy love story that’s sprinkled with sweetness.If you love small-town instalove stories that are high heat and sugary sweet, then this series is for you!Each book can be read separately, but they’re best enjoyed together. No cliff-hangers and always with a happily ever after.

    Like, glass shards on top of sandpaper rough. She managed to get out of an abusive relationship only to have her ex kidnap their 4-year-old son just days before the custody hearing. Lily has become so difficult to be around that her best friend, Alexa, has finally given up hope and abandoned her in Shorty’s Pub.Gerrit Rousseau is an oasis of calm in a stormy world, downplaying his smoldering good looks as he tends bar and keeps his head down. His emotions are not easily stirred, but the brazen, tattooed Lily is lighting a fire. There’s something about her, something beyond her looks, that gets his blood pumping to all the right places.Sexual fireworks are inevitable with these two, especially during Mardi Gras—but things in New Orleans are never as simple as they seem. When a man turns up dead and Lily admits to Gerrit that she was directly involved, all hell breaks loose in the Crescent City. Gerrit is compelled to get to the bottom of the twin mysteries of the death and the missing child, but first he must figure out where the mysterious Dani Weeks and her son Riley fit in.

    With Autumn leaving to spend a year abroad, their time was limited. But Drew was determined to use every second convincing Autumn of what he already knew. She was his. And no matter how long she was gone or how far away, that would never change.

    Unlike my mob competitors, I don’t have family to back me up, but I do have a tight knit team and I’m the master of my own domain. I answer to no one, nothing gets me rattled. Until the day she walks in… She’s fucking perfect. And she’s in my Casino. I’d say that’s as good as possession, which is nine tenths of the law. Ten tenths in my books. Vincent’s law. Georgia I’m only here to save my dad’s ass, to get enough money to pay his mob debt and get the hell outta here. I’m into books, not slots and craps. The casino is plus sized scary and the looks I’m getting from the guy opposite me are enough to make me think I’m in for a whole lot more trouble than I bargained for. Vincent Chambers to the rescue. He’s probably the hottest guy on the planet, and if I can only get my foot out of my mouth long enough, I might even be able to get him to help save my dad’s ass. But something tells me he has both his smoldering eyes on my own curvaceous behind. He wants to make me his, to feed, seed then breed me. If I can just get past the ‘girl like me’ complex, I think I might have just found the man of my dreams. But is it really that easy? Does love at first sight really exist regardless of age and size differences? I’m prepared to die finding out.

    I learned the hard way that being a good guy all the time can cost you—it nearly cost me everything. Once I see the Sunni Stone, I don’t care what it costs me to have her. She’s as beautiful as the flower she’s named after, but she’s never had a chance to bloom. Soon enough she has me addicted to more than her pretty petals and sweet nectar. I want us to put down roots and bloom. But is she too good to be true? Or can she be my forget-me-not? Roses are red Violets are blue Flirt Club has a sexy new collaboration Just for you! Join twelve of the Flirt Club authors in this hot and steamy spring collection where our May Flowers bloom faster than a hothouse rose under the touch of our sexy heroes. #mayflowers #FlirtClub

    

    And insta-love? Nah. That's the real trick. Now, if you ask me about insta-lust? Well then… I might say give me a double slice of that with a whipped cream topping.He's that kind of crazy gorgeous. Deep brown eyes, muscles for days and long thick…everything.When the tall, bearded and broad-shouldered Marine walks into my diner Halloween night I stay firm to my no-man rules, but he's armed with a sweet treat kind of offer—one weekend, no strings, and pumpkin pie.It's hard to say no to the beast of a man now that the nights are getting cooler and the fireplace beckons.And the worst thing? His wicked tongue knows how to get me to agree to just about anything.But a forever? It has to be a trick, but he's promising me only sweet, autumn nights as long as he can have all the Kandy he can eat.Author's naughty note: Pumpkin pie, fireplace snuggles and all the whipped cream you can handle await you inside. He's the Marine and she's the sweet virgin treat welcoming him home. As always with a Penelope Wylde book, you'll get the filthy, naughty bits you crave with the perfect happily ever after you love.The leaves are falling from the trees, the nights are growing darker — and love is in the chilly autumn air! Join thirteen authors for Hunky Halloween, a sexy-spooky contemporary romance series. Get ready for magical meet-cutes, costumed crushes, and all the over-the-top love you can handle because these stories are bringing the Halloween heat!

    But with my career on the line, I've been working hard to repair my reputation ... until I cross paths with Dixie Bell. After one night with Hollywood's "It" girl, she’s got me thinking about more than just sinking my next putt. I should stay far away, but beneath her prickly exterior is a kindred spirit. Could Dixie be my hole-in-one? Dixie I've got a bad reputation, but most of what the tabloids say about me are lies. Which is why hooking up with a reformed bad boy like Gardener Campos is the last thing I need. But with his hard, lean body and Latin good-looks, how can I stay away? Especially when it turns out he might just be the man I've always needed.

    Insta-love. And of course a sugary sweet HEA guaranteed! You know how OTT does it. Grab this book and let Akea bring you to your knees...

    She’s his prey. And now he wants to devour her.I have a very specific skill set.I’m good at killing people.Until I get assigned to a beautiful heiress.Sophia Price is in hiding, but she can’t hide from me.I’m on the hunt.And I always catch my quarry.But this time, I’m the one who gets trapped.

    I should keep my hands to myself.But from that first glance, I know she's mine.BlakeI had to get away from my cheating ex and slutty best friend.Nothing was going right,A flat tire, no shoes, no bra, and a thunderstorm followed by him.He’s sexy as sin and out of my league.I shouldn’t want him.But I do.Note: This novella is an insta-love erotic romance with a guaranteed happily ever after.

    After an unexpected windfall, she's finally got her own place, but some people in town have been less than welcoming. That's until one dark and stormy night a man that might as well have come straight out of the pages of her dirty books comes to her rescue.Shaw has relocated from his business in the city to Magnolia Springs to help his mom. He runs her errands and helps her with anything else she needs, but he's less than thrilled about picking up her list of romance books. When he walks into the store, he's blindsided by a damsel in distress and is ready to take charge.Warning: This has all the accessories a girl can dream of! Dirty books, thrilling suspense, a sassy bestie, and a whole lot of steam! Come play with us… We won't let you down!

     I’m thirty-two years old, but I feel like I’m still stuck in high school. I wear my hair the same way, I have a job in the same building, and I still fear the mean girls. When I’m invited to the high school reunion, I decide not to go. And then the most handsome man literally knocks me off my feet, sweeps me into his arms, and offers to be my date. His name is Brax Nash, the hottest man I’ve ever seen in real life. How could I possibly say no to him? But how long will a man like him stay with a girl like me? Is this really happening, or is fate playing a joke on me? *Twelve of your favorite Flirt Club authors bring you the May Flowers Series. Sexy stories filled with filthy talking heroes and beautiful women with steamy scenes to curl your toes, enjoy the entire bouquet!*

    We had to hide her. I promised never to make myself vulnerable to a man, but when a young girl is about to bring down an entire mafia syndicate, you make an exception. I never realized protecting her would lead me to a rock hard Hitman with a dark past and deadly hands. Or that his ultimate target would be my heart.Malik: It was supposed to be an easy job, take out the son of a prominent Don and put an end to an international child trafficking ring. Cut and dry, all in a day’s work. There weren’t supposed to be any complications, namely a delectable dark haired social worker with a sassy mouth and a heart of gold. I don’t do relationships, a hard rule I live by. So, I never expected hitting a mark would land me in love’s free-fall.Now we’re stuck together, one of us trying to keep a young girl safe, while the other is trying to hunt down the man who wants to kill her.They say love is blind but somehow, without fail, it knows exactly where to hit you.