I wished I could have slapped the look off his face and hit him with the same jarring finality I felt when I’d learned I didn’t mean shit.I’m not a forever sort of girl.I’m not even his for the night.He’ll be lucky if I’m his for the next hour if he doesn’t pay me for it.And then Royce Mattherson stormed my defenses. Took all the poison inside of me and pushed it out through my pores. He tasted the taint on my skin and still decided to love me. He terrifies me. Exhilarates me. Frustrates me. And he always gets what he wantsAlways

    But something is missing, and when her best friend suggests sex as the answer, it strikes a chord. But never did she intend to fulfill her desire with her boss, John Merritt. What starts as a fling boils over into something much hotter, and when emotions become a problem, Adrianna’s not sure she wants to take things to the next level. Now in an uncertain relationship with her boss, Adrianna fears at the future she never had in mind for herself. Her friends see the positive change, and so does her mother, but Adrianna isn’t sure she’s ready to settle down and trust a man again, despite how excited John is to start a life with her. But his loyalty is tested when a work crisis causes him to turn on her and Adrianna wonders if there is there any hope of a reconciliation, or is she going to spend her life as alone as she’d once convinced herself she should?

    Catching her killer proves difficult for undercover US Marshal Alejandro Santiago when his mission changes to protecting her son and the enticingly and beautifully reckless Audrey.An interracial romantic suspense with a bit of faith weaved in.

    The dumb junkie puts her heart out there for anyone to come along to break. I spear a piece of chicken with my fork and hold it to her strange, hundred-dollar lips. She takes it and chews.“I don’t know…” She begins.The poor, church mouse is about to say something offensive again.“Like this.”Her hands extend toward me as she speaks with food in her mouth. Low class.“The way you walk, the way you talk, the way you dress. You’re so formal and stuffy. You talk like a vampire. It’s sexy, but you aren’t a nice person, Dorien.”That puts a smile on my lips. It is one of the kinder ways that someone has described me.“You are in my house eating my food. I am nice enough.”Warning. Fixx is an Untamed production. This novel contains adult situations and themes that some will find offensive. Your discretion is advised.

    All throughout college, he was a well-known playboy. The Harvard medical student met mocha beauty, Zoey, and fell hard. She has a troubled past and she's not looking for love. Nevertheless, Brandon captured Zoey’s heart. The women in his life are not accepting of her. Brandon wants a future with Zoey, however Zoey doesn’t believe she deserves love. She believes any chance at happiness is non-existent. Will Zoey let this Billionaire philanthropist into her heart? What will happen if Brandon learns the truth about Zoey’s past?

     ***A Complete Story With NO CLIFFHANGER*** Tonjia Here I was, a curvy, highly successful real estate agent, looking at myself in the mirror, wondering how it all happened. I always took the straight and narrow path, but could never resist a bad boy. When Alexander came to my first showing, the magnetism was off the charts. I knew something was different about him, but with that thick Russian accent, who could deny his charms. I know life has it’s twists and turns, but I never thought I’d become pregnant with a mobster’s baby… Alexander I just needed someone to clean my cash, not some heartfelt love story. But when I saw her, I knew I had to have her. I thought I wasn’t a romantic, but she brought something out inside of me. Something I thought was long dead. After all, only the strong survive in my business. But now that I know she has my baby, I’ll protect her by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything… Read this complete standalone romance to the end by scrolling up and clicking "Buy Now With 1 Click" Check the "Look Inside" feature and find out how you can get 3 NEW (2018) EXCLUSIVE 40,000 Word Standalone BWWM Romances, absolutely FREE, sent to you in minutes!

    While phoning for help to get him into the hospital for treatment, Gage makes one last declaration that sends a chill straight to her bones: "Just let me die, love." Determined to save his life, Tayler helps Gage get through what he'd intended to be his last night alive. To return the favor, Gage offers to head a home remodel project for a house bequeathed to her by one of her patient's late great-grandfather. However, when he encounters something in the woods, something that acts very much like a predator with its sights set on Tayler, he realizes that what he now owes her is worth much more than a renovation.

     She leaves her crazy family and heads off to college with dreams of becoming an architect. However, as her mother Dana always says, "Love has a way of changing your plans."   Handsome Caucasian student teacher Tucker Bradley walks into Leila's life and turns it upside down.  He is exactly what Leila needs but not at all what she's looking for.  Leila has to deal with a steady stream of Tucker's ex-girlfriends.  She struggles to hold on to her dreams without letting go of her first love. (Edited 07/04/2012)

    She’s a pre-med student who’s looking forward to a well-deserved break from the common stress of being a college student. So she decides that instead of going to Italy with her family during her two-week spring break, she wants to spend it with Caleb instead, who also happens to be a member of an up and coming band called Wildfire, that’s well known in the Sacramento area. Her plan is to fly out to California to catch up and reminisce with her best friend, but that all changes her first night there when she meets the rest of the band members, and becomes real curious about their lead singer, Mason Scott. Their first encounter is brief, but when his gray eyes land on her brown ones, she knew she wanted to know more about him…In every imaginable way. The night she steps foot inside the club, The Grind, to watch Wildfire’s last performance before they were set to go on tour with Caleb’s dad’s band, Hurricane, she’s immediately drawn to the sounds of an electric guitar, drums, and a strong sexy raspy voice echoing throughout the club. Her eyes search the room looking for the owner of the voice, when they finally land on Mason. He was standing behind the microphone with his eyes closed, grasping it while letting the lyrics flow through his lips. Every emotion he was feeling came flowing. Women were screaming his name, demanding his attention, while the men stood in awe wishing they could be him. Nyla stood there not wanting to move, afraid that she would miss the message that he was trying to get across in the lyrics. She was never a fan of rock music, but then again she really didn’t have a favorite genre either. If it was good to her she listened to it, and Wildfire was good. Mason stops singing and pulls away from the mic, and picks up an acoustic guitar sitting on its stand nearby and starts playing it with so much grace. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. Seeing him perform gave her an amazing feeling. She always relied on video clips and audio snippets that Caleb sent to her by text message of Mason’s musical talent, and now she was experiencing it live. Everything about Mason oozed sex appeal from his tousled black hair, all the way down to his exposed neck, arms, and legs, that showed off his different tats, to the way he worked the crowd. Flirting with every male or female he came in contact with. He didn’t discriminate. He makes his way back to the mic, and he closes his eyes briefly again, and begins rocking back and forth, allowing the music to take over him. Before singing the next verse to the song, he opens his eyes and they lock with hers. From that single moment alone. She became His Number One Fan… Not realizing that this night was the beginning of both of their lives changing forever…

    M&A mogul. Tortured billionaire. A hunk with glasses and dimples. Clark Kent as Superman. Dazzling silver eyes. My almost one-night-stand. I’m wound too tight. He’s just what I need to take the edge off. There’s just enough alcohol in my system to make this seem like a good idea. Then he bails. Before we even leave the bar. I don’t expect to see him again. But when I do… well, let’s just say the offer still stands. It’s just physical. No strings. No feelings. No falling in love. But Brendon’s a rule breaker and I’m a glutton for punishment. There’s no way this works. Believing there can be more is all kinds of wrong. Then Brendon slides his hands over my shoulder and presses his hard lips to mine. And all that wrong starts feeling right. I forget our rules. I forget I'm the lost, wounded woman who doesn’t deserve love. I kiss him back like I'll never get enough. I won't. But I can't risk losing my heart. Even if I’ve finally stumbled on the man who’ll take precious care of it.