On the eve I am to take over for my dad, my dear sister decides she’s going to do a disappearing act. Blamed for her leaving, I am sent to down to Florida of all places. It’s hot, I’m pissed, and my Christmas spirit is quickly fading. Until my eyes fall on Crystal Sugarplum, the baking sweetheart who thinks Christmas is a conspiracy from the sales companies. Can I be the Undercover Santa I was sent to be? Or will I end up on the naughty list for wanting to spank one delectable non-believer? Either way this holiday season, Santa’s getting his hands on his own Christmas Gift. **This is book 14 in the "A Forever Safe Christmas" Series.

    But she refuses to have zero say in her own destiny. So she decides to motivate the Russian fighter, Maxim “Madman of MMA” Semenov, with a kiss. A kiss that turns into so much more and has the Russian vowing to win the fight and claim her forever…

    Chase & Ava's wedding.

    Having no friends, no boyfriend, and worst of all being bullied—graduation was the only thing she looked forward to. After graduation, she completely reinvents herself becoming the person she always wanted to be. Someone different. Changed. When she gets to college, she easily makes friends, boyfriends, and loves life. For once in her life, she adores the person she has become.Enter Campbell Boyd—the attraction between them is instant. He is sexy as hell. Sweet, romantic, flirty. He definitely knows how to treat a woman in and out of the bedroom. Once he has his sights set on Kenz, there is nothing that will stand in his way. Or maybe there is something that could ruin it all? One small detail that Kenz tries desperately to ignore—one that can only be swept under the rug for so long. What happens when the past and present collide and secrets are revealed? Is it possible to forgive or will it destroy them both? One thing’s for sure—things are going to change.

    Our fathers were best friends, but that didn't mean a thing to us. It seemed like he lived to prank me, and I always responded with anger.On the first day of preschool, he'd dumped a pail of sand down the back of my favorite yellow dress. In tenth grade, he started a rumor that I had a virginity pact with Jesus. It took almost the whole year for someone to tell me why no guys ever looked at me. It wasn't that I wanted to date anyone, but it would've been nice not to be avoided like the plague.When I moved back to our hometown after college, I was ready to turn over a new leaf where Jackson was concerned. It was time to deal with the feelings I had for him. He wasn't hard to find. Within hours of my return he was serenading me with Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give You Up at the Olive Garden.Later that night I turned over the Wheel of Fortune card... and Madam Aria explained that Jackson Howell was my destiny.

    Not only is he my neighbor and a friend of the family, but he’s my best friend’s dad. Vayda and I have had sleepovers, barbecues, and birthday parties since we were little kids. I can’t remember a time in my life that the Brandon’s weren’t around. But then I started to get older and noticing Mr. B in a way I wasn’t supposed to be. He’s mature, charming, and ridiculously sexy. Some might say it’s just a schoolgirl crush, and I’m too young to understand those types of adult feelings, but I’m no longer a child. I’m a woman, and I know exactly what I want—or rather—who I want. And I want my best friend’s dad.

     If I’d been completely sober, I might have stopped the crazies who burned the man effigy at the Anti-Valentine party I went to. I mean, that’s not really my thing. I don’t hate men. I’m just a normal, single girl trying to get through college without being noticed. Because everyone in my family is famous. And then the party and the stunt made national news. And there I was, front and center on the Film at 11. It's okay. I’ve got this. I’ll dodge the paparazzi, and soon they’ll tire of me. I’ll sink back into obscurity. Then he shows up—my little brother’s manager. He’s going to fix my reputation—thank you, I didn’t know it needed to be fixed. It was just one dumb party! And apparently, he’s my date for Valentine’s Day, too. That ought to be fun. He doesn’t even like me. That’s okay. I don’t like him either.

    The trip was a chance to get away from studying and exams, but most of all from the stress of hearing my parents fight about the end of their marriage.
So I rented a little beach house right on the sand, the same one we’d always stayed at. 
But it seemed even my vacation couldn't go as planned. And when the handyman shows up to help me out of my jam, I’m shocked to realize that I know him.
Declan Harlow.
The once scrawny, nerdy boy who’d followed me around gifting me seashells isn’t so little anymore. He's six-foot-five with cut, lean muscles over golden, sun kissed skin, and is every woman’s fantasy.
When a freak storm shuts us in for the night, I'd never wanted to be so reckless with another person, especially when things heat up between us.
Because all I could picture was how it would feel to let go of my modesty, give up my V-Card, and get dirty with the only guy I'd ever wanted.
Reader Note: I know you like them fast and right to the point so don’t worry, this one gives you all the goods with a double V trope! And it’s got all the romantic filth to whet your appetite! Enjoy this good old-fashioned safe smut-fest.This small town is paradise. Beautiful beaches, year-round warm weather and friendly neighbors. There’s only one thing missing—single ladies. It’s Raining Men in Spring, Florida and the lonely residents are hungry to find their soulmates.During the month of April, some of your favorite instalove authors are bringing you stories set in this fictional town where the men significantly outnumber the ladies. Come meet us in Spring to find your next book boyfriend.

     I'm gonna make her scream it. Celia: I need to discover a band, and sign them - fast. I didn't expect to find Wreckage. And I definitely didn't want to find Ewan Boyd. The Scottish bad boy's temper has already burned me once. He f*cked me over. He got me fired. He's the worst kind of mistake. But he plays his guitar like a god and he plays my body even better. I know I can build him up to be a huge success again. I just have to keep myself from falling apart. Ewan: When the sh*t hit the fan and my band disintegrated, I was ready to walk away. Until she walked into the room. I was ready to give up on everything I'd worked for, but I'm not going to give up Celia Silver. She wants to work with me. She wants a "business relationship." But my only business plan is hearing her scream my name. I'm not a flash in the pan. I'm no f*cking "one hit wonder." I've got a second chance at rock stardom. But she's got to take a chance on me first.

    At least -- the world I run does . . .Rule number one -- you take from me and I will take from you -- whatever you value the most.I will take it -- and -- I will keep it . . .When a Vieth orphans kills one of my men, Karen Vieth offers her daughter as payment to soothe my anger. Cora Vieth is a quiet, beautiful woman but she doesn’t settle my spirit. Instead, she fires lusts I didn’t realize I had.I’m not supposed to keep Cora, not if I want peace with the Vieth orphans -- but there’s no way I’m giving her back either. If the city turns red as I claim my queen so be it.Note: This book is intended for readers 18+.

    I knew I couldn’t give her up. She’d been the little girl wearing pigtails who’d just moved in next door. And as the years passed and we became the best of friends, how I felt for her changed. I fell in love with her. I should have been man enough to admit my feelings, to tell her that I wanted her as mine, but time ran out. She was leaving me, and the very thought of not having Shiloh in my life was akin to my heart being ripped from my chest. Possessive and protective. Those two things ran deep within me where she was concerned. Without her, I was only half a man. Be with the girl I loved or stay back and help run the family business? Those two decisions weighed heavily on me. But telling her I loved her could have Shiloh distancing herself even more. It could ruin everything we had. My decision would end up hurting someone in the end. That was a risk I had to take. That was the only way I’d know if we would get our happily ever after.

    I was just sick of sitting alone at my brother’s house on base, where all I had to look forward to every day was the muscle-bound He-Man who ran past my window every morning. So, I’d gone to the bar for an innocent drink. One fight, one ruined shirt, and one cut-up hand later, I found myself sitting in the office of He-Man himself…also known as Dylan Phillips, my brother’s commanding officer. Now I was in trouble…I just didn’t realize how much. Dylan: I’d known she’d be trouble since the first time I saw her. Young, tiny, sexy as hell. A recipe for disaster. I never would have agreed to let her stay on base had I known I was going to fall head over heels for her. Now, I’ve got her right where I want her, and I’ll be damned if I let her get away. Originally titled Army Brat, this book was originally released a million years ago, but don't worry, I doubt you've read it...no one did. So I've shined up the cover and completely gutted and rewritten the whole thing. I've added more than doubled the length of the book, added Dylan's point of view, two epilogues and made the whole thing super safe while turning up the heat. Don't miss out on it this time around,. You won't regret it.

    30-year-old Blake Long got a raw deal when he was but two, but he managed to pull through. Now, completely alone in the world, he’s the quiet, reclusive and shy CEO of Long Safeguard, an IT firm he built from the ground up, starting from a beat-up, cast-off laptop and ending with a billion dollars in his bank account just as he turned twenty-five, but his professional accomplishments mean nothing when all he has waiting for him at the end of the day is an empty bed in an empty flat, just as hollow as his own bare life.24-year-old Sunny Brooks is a positive-thinking, sweet, smart-mouthed freelance photographer that has been told her entire life that her parents couldn’t have picked a better name for her, and she’s always believed it was true, but lately her smiles have started to lose their momentum. For the last year or so, her boisterous, happy, forever-nosing-around family has been hounding her to settle down and if her beloved, but meddlesome older sisters attempt to set her up with their weekly version of Mr. Right one more time, she’s going to scream.And then she meets him.What happens when your smile finally finds a purpose?And then he meets her. What happens when you finally meet the one that can make you smile?They couldn’t be more different, but they just can’t walk away.Like day and night, dark and light, like the sun and the moon, but also like two magnets, two parts of a whole that, upon recognition, can no longer be kept separate. Dear Reader: This inflammable, saccharine story is so filthy, you’d better make sure no one’s standing behind you while you read it, and so fluffy-sweet, it packs its own calories. I swear: it’s gonna stay on your hips as much as the big, possessive hands of this adorable, dirty-talking, protective OTT alpha hero stay on the heroine’s curvy ones —which is FOREVER. As usual in this book there’s NO-cheating, no OW/OM drama, it’s HEA-guaranteed and features a voluptuous, innocent but spunky heroine that’s sparkly and bubbly as a flute of champagne on an empty stomach and a hero that brings tall, dark and handsome to another level, so brooding you’ll want to make him smile yourself and so uptight, strait-laced and no-nonsense, you just know he’s going to explode when the time is right (and the time is so right!). Do opposites attract? Oh, yeah, they do, baby! If you don’t believe me, come and see… Warning: hot, crazy-fast insta-love coming your way! Might melt your kindle and your heart too!

    Freak. Crazy Eyes. I've heard it all. Over the years, they've slammed me with every demeaning name in the book. Their taunts warped me like a steady stream of poison. Anger replaced anxiety as I started believing the cruelty spat my way. Until she showed up and changed everything. Lennon Bennett is pure innocence—warm sunshine breaking apart my stormy existence. She's everything good and maybe I can be too. For her. With her. Because of her. Lennon doesn’t know I’m beckoned closer with each breath. She isn't aware that I'm completely consumed with her. It’s become my sole purpose to protect her, by any means necessary. But if she discovers the depth of my obsession, it will be the end of me. So, I remain in the shadows. Waiting. Watching. Wanting. She'll be my first. My last. My only. Watch Me Follow is a TOTAL STANDALONE new adult romance.

    Aiden Meyers. He was her childhood crush, her highschool crush, her college crush. He’s starred in every single one of her fantasies, but despite going to the same school their entire lives and growing up together, he doesn’t know that she exists. When he gets hired for the NFL team that she works at, she realizes that now is her chance to grab his attention.Will this curvy, shy physical therapist be able to convince Aiden that even though she’s a jersey chaser, the only jersey she’s ever chased is his?