My best friends, Juls, Kat and me. It’s easy. One girl calls dibs on a guy making him off limits to the others. It’s a game of ‘what if’ and who saw the hot guy first. Honestly, the ‘dibs’ guy never panned out…yet. But it was tradition and you never screw with tradition…I’m Dr. Samantha Williams—queen of banter, following rules and divorced from the biggest ass in ex-husband history. Fighting hard to swallow my OCD ways and get lost on a luxury cruise liner for 12 days—all for the sake of friendship. Yep, drinks and dibs!A wedding party going on a cruise together? Come on! Get real. 12 days of torture! I’m Mac McAllister – I don’t discuss my past. I’ve never done relationships. Rules? What rules… Yet, the moment that woman walked away from me after putting me in my place, all I could think was—challenge accepted. Who did she think she was? I’ll tell you…she was a woman that slayed me with her smile and murdered me with her wit… She may not need me, but after all these years, I finally needed someone. It was her.Mac McAllister is about to learn the rules of Dibs.The game of Dibs is about to change.

    Ever.But Saffron Bartlett wasn’t just anyone.Book 1 of a Billionaire Romance Duet (books can be read in any order).This book was previously published as The Billionaire's Secret in 2017. This version includes a new title, cover, and other updates.

    When I moved to New York City for a fresh start, I didn’t know I would be made a sinful offer I couldn’t refuse… My billionaire businessman boss has decided that being the most powerful man on the East Coast isn’t enough. He needs political power too. But who would vote for a womanizing playboy with a different model on his arm every week? If he wants to win, he needs a respectable wife…he needs me. I have the looks, the small-town charm—I’m already his employee, and I’ve already signed a non-disclosure agreement, making me the perfect choice. But am I willing to pretend to be even more? And will there come a point when pretending isn’t enough?

    I mean... woods.This is my forest and everything in it belongs to me.Especially things with hypnotic eyes, cascades of raven hair and killer curves that make my long, hard ax roar to life.My people have owned this land for generations.She's trespassing, so I'll claim her.Make her mine.She may try to escape... return to her boring city slicker life.But I'll make her think twice.If my perfect little Dove thinks she can just gallivant into my forest and keep her innocence...She's barking up the wrong tree.*****Chopped is a steamy long novella by USA Today Bestselling Author, Colleen Charles, about a huge ax-wielding lumberjack in the depths of the forest and the woman he claims as his own. It's the first book in the Taboo Tales series and is a standalone with all the steam and feels you're looking for, along with an emotional HEA.

    Prepare for inappropriate humor, dad jokes, and maybe a woodland creature or two.

    And he's about to meet the unexpected city girl who brings him to his knees ...After getting thrown and trampled by a rampaging bull six months ago, Will Finn just made his comeback in the ring. But out of it, he seems distracted -- even though every woman in Bozeman wants a piece of him.Ella Parker is an art curator from New York City who's about to lose her job and possibly her apartment. She's as desperate as desperate gets. If she can just find that one elusive, outstandingly talented artist, she'll finally be able to realize her dream of starting her own gallery. And when work takes her to Bozeman for an exhibition, she stumbles across a discovery that has the potential to change her life.As their paths collide, Ella and Will find that each has something the other wants. But neither is about to give in easily, especially when sparks begin not just to fly, but to ignite them both in ways they never even imagined ...Cowboy is a sexy standalone romance starring a grumpy alpha rodeo hero and the sweet & sassy New Yorker who's the very last thing he expected ... his new obsession, his true love and his muse (includes two OTT steamy and romantic HEA epilogues!).

    Just ask anyone. I’m also a world class designer. Until critics start to say I'm washed up. Now the company wants to bring in someone else. But I don’t like to share. Just ask my ex—the woman who’s out to destroy me. Or as I call her, the queen of smashing hearts. My charmed life becomes more like a curse, Taking a turn down a dark rabbit hole. Until Alice walks in. She’s everything that’s good and innocent. And I want her so bad. It’d never work. But I’d give it all up for just one chance. He's a filthy rich beast. I bet he f**k's like an animal too. Jessibelle The first time we meet, I see more of my client than any self-respecting lawyer should. Every sizable inch of his hard body on display. I almost come on the spot. Too bad my visit is for business—not pleasure. Because he’s losing everything, And it’s my job to help him get it back. Not screw him. Zach I’ve lost everything that matters to me. My woman, my money, my business. I withdraw to my castle, angry and bitter. Pissed off at the world. But then I meet her—my smokin’ hot attorney. Prim, proper, she’s as distracting as hell. Suddenly, I don’t want to lick my wounds. I want to lick her. It’s no longer just about winning back what I’ve lost. It's about winning her. Sometimes a girl has got to make her own fairy-tale ending. I moved to NYC for adventure, And found it in a ten-thousand-dollar suit. Toby Wallace is my employer’s biggest client. And he wants me to take care of him, I mean…only in a professional sense. But Toby is hot, tempting, and extremely seductive. Over the course of one dirty weekend, This small-town virgin is caught up in a tornado of lust. Over and over (and over) again. I didn’t move to the big city for love. But the yellow brick road lead me there, To him and his perfectly sculpted abs. But when we get back to the city, His mother shows how just how much of a wicked witch she can be. I’ve got the brains and heart, but not the courage to fight this. Until I realize, there’s no place like him. Three different books, three different modern dirty fairytales with a whole lot of heat and happily ever afters!

    In our small town, the older generation of Comfort men were known for three things: hard work, boozing, and tragedy. Some believed the latter was due to a curse that doomed every male in our bloodline to lose his true love tragically. I was of the mind that our fates were in our own hands. With my father’s passing, my brothers and I were the new generation of Comfort men. We were also known for three things: fighting, flirting, and another F word that I’d never use in mixed company. My oldest brother was the fighter, my baby brother was the flirt, and that left me. I’d earned the nickname Panty Dropper by the time I was legally allowed to drink. It never bothered me much, until the day I laid eyes on a woman that made me want to be a better man. The only question was, would she see the real me, or would my past and the curse be too much…even for fate? Reagan “Runaway Bride” York That’s what people were calling me... Growing up with a single mom who cared more about her next boyfriend than things like paying the electric bill, I was determined to create a stable, respectable life for myself as an adult. And that’s exactly what I’d thought I’d done. I shared a condo overlooking Central Park with my fiancé, who was on the fast track to making partner at the law firm where we were both associates. And which just happened to be owned by his father. Cut to me walking in on the man I was going to marry, just weeks before our wedding, with his briefs--and I’m not talking about the legal kind--down around his ankles. Oh, and did I mention the pricy penthouse we shared was a gift from his parents? Talk about putting all my eggs in the wrong basket. In the blink of an eye, I found myself homeless, jobless, and ringless. My “fresh start” landed me in a small town, where the nights are hot and the men are hotter. Soon, I found my reputation and job were on the line once again…but this time, I had a feeling it might just be worth it.

    I avoid them whenever possible. They always want something from me whether it’s money or attention. My ten-figure net worth isn’t the product of being what people would consider a “nice guy.” When I see something I want—I take it. I’ve been called an asshole more times than I can count, and I don’t care. Caring about things makes you vulnerable, and vulnerable is the last thing I’ll ever be. Until Christina walks in and threatens the foundation of my life with her tight little body, sassy mouth, and soft curves. She doesn’t put up with my sh*t. She makes me human. I fight the attraction. But, there’s one problem… I have to have her. I will have her.

    Her latest relationship ended while on her much-needed vacation, then upon her first day back at work, she learns that her beloved boss has quit – and despite having worked so hard for it, she’s not being considered for his position. Who is being considered for the position is none other than Kessler Rocha. Her ex-coworker and ex-lover, Kessler’s the man who broke her heart five years earlier and the reason she moved thousands of miles away, switched jobs, and created numerous voodoo dolls in Kessler’s (very burly, very handsome) liking. Yup. Worst week ever. New in town and on her turf, Kessler promises he’s not the same man he was – and considering he’s now a single father to a precocious toddler, he’s telling the truth. But he’s still an arrogant and devilishly charming man who’s taking over the position Nova feels she deserves. The fact that he’s gotten even more sexy over the years doesn’t help either. Now Nova and Kessler have the choice to let bygones be bygones, or fight with each other every chance they get, with unresolved sexual tension only adding fuel to the flames, creating a fire that might just burn down the whole office. In the corporate world they say it’s just business, nothing personal. Nova and Kessler are about to show just how personal things can get.

    I thought I’d leave the red-headed stranger with dark green eyes behind and good freaking riddance. Except he’s not even close to being gone. Mason McConnell is everywhere, drawing me in, like an invisible thread. I just hope that string doesn't snap and break my heart. Mason: Two weeks was all I needed to go home, spread my cat’s ashes, and visit my brother. But one foolish decision at the airport managed to throw all my plans off track. Somehow, I had unknowingly cast the line, and Charlotte Kelley took the bait. The chatty, prying American somehow had a way of bringing me back to life. I didn’t want her under my skin, and I certainly wasn’t expecting her to make her way into my heart, yet once she did, I didn’t want her to leave. But with one secret wedged between us, I'm not sure I have the right to ask her to stay.

    The throwing part is where the cliche ends for me. He doesn't look endeared by the incident, nor amused. He looks mad as freaking hell. My brain freezes, mental capability flees, and I look away from his penetrating gaze, but that brings my focus to his chest, where coffee drips down onto his doubtless expensive shoes.I want to die. I have never wanted to die before, but if a magic wish were granted me now, I would happily cease to exist. I've just thrown a full and very hot cup of coffee all over my very hot new boss.

    Until British businessman Hayden Wolf comes aboard—all sexy swagger and mysterious requests.He wants me. And Hayden Wolf’s a man who’s used to getting exactly what he demands. Despite being serious and focused. Demanding and ruthless. He’s also charming when I least expect it as well as being devastatingly handsome with an almost irresistible smile.But guests are strictly off limits and I’ve never broken a rule. Not even bent one. My family are depending on me and I can’t lose my job.Only problem is Hayden Wolf is looking at me like I just changed his life. And he's touching me like he’s about to change mine.A standalone romance.

    Realistic: I will make all your fantasies come true. Bring extra underwear. Time-bound: ETA--between the trust exercises and the rope’s course. Just a reminder, attendance is mandatory. No excuses. No Excuses is a full-length, 300-page romance novel about a no-nonsense billionaire and the woman who teaches him how to say, "please." It's steamy, it's funny, and now includes a never-before published 12k epilogue. For your continued reading enjoyment, I've also included two insanely hot romance novellas that should have you fanning yourself and laughing out loud~Nikky Kaye

     But one look at Cade Hill, the sexy new sports director, and uptight reporter Rebecca Fieldstone is daydreaming about other things. Sex in his office… Sex in the on-set kitchen… Sex in the supply closet… She can’t stop thinking about the former NFL quarterback and how perfect he’d look between her sheets—except he’s an arrogant jerk with a huge… ego. He’s the last guy she’d ever have a one-night stand with. Cade Hill draws a thick professional line on office romance—until it comes to the hyper-focused Rebecca. He wants her, and he gets his wish when a chance encounter has them having the hottest sex of their lives. It’s just a hook-up, she says. When can we do it again? he says. With Rebecca determined to keep Cade in the friend zone, it’s going to be an uphill battle for Cade to convince her he’s the last guy she’ll ever want. THE LAST GUY is the first white-hot CONTEMPORARY ROMANTIC COMEDY from Wall Street Journal bestselling author Ilsa Madden-Mills and Tia Louise. It features Fireball-fueled hookups, Doritos Locos Tacos, attack monkeys, toddlers in tiaras, and one fabulous drag queen. Prepare for frantic clicking (or page flipping!) and smoking-hot sexytimes all the way to the out-of-this-world happily-ever-after.