Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

    

    When her mother dies, she’s left with her grief-stricken father, a man reduced to a shadow of his former self. But Paige discovers the perfect escape.A hidden and secret place, lost in time - the medieval village of Caistley.Only Paige can enter the tiny hamlet. There, among the children of the villagers, she finds friendship and affection. As the years pass, she grows into a young woman, and her visits grow fewer. Home from college, Paige decides to return one last time. But instead of finding a peaceful village, she arrives to find it in flames – Vikings are attacking Caistley. A brutal Viking Berserker leads a raid. The English town offers Eirik and his men little in the way of booty. A few pigs, a few sacks of grain, some gold and silver. Most of the inhabitants have already fled, but a few remain. One in particular – a woman – catches the warrior's eye. She’s oddly dressed, but comely, and she seems innocent – as if she’s never known a man’s touch. After a little teaching, the chestnut-haired wench should warm his bed nicely.But the woman is as frightened as a spring lamb. Her panic and terror of Eirik makes bedding her a test of his patience. To coax her into his arms, he’ll have to be gentle with her, take his time, and show her a more tender side of himself. As the days pass, and his heart softens, Eirik vows to win Paige’s love.A harsh winter keeps Paige trapped with her Viking captor. The nights are long and cold. As the snow deepens, a fragile truce forms between them. With every tender touch, he claims a little more of her heart. But the memories of her old life linger. She worries about her father and her duty to return to modern times for his sake. An agonizing choice. When Eirik is wounded, Paige realizes that without modern medicine, her Viking lover will likely die. Does she dare return to the future and risk never making it back to him? Or does she remain by the side of the man she has come to love, as he fades away before her eyes?Authors Note: Eirik is a 110k time-travel romance novel. It contains adult situations and language and is intended for readers over 18.

    James MacLeod was the most respected---and feared---laird in all of Scotland. He loved his men like brothers and his land with a passion. And he allowed no women to cross the threshold of his keep...New York City, 1996. With an indifferent fiancé and a stalled writing career, Elizabeth Smith found passion and adventure only in the unpublished romance novels that she wrote. Until a Scottish hero began calling to her...Elizabeth longed for the man of her dreams. But she knew she was overworked when she began hearing his voice---when she was awake. To clear her mind, she took a walk in Gramercy Park. She dozed off on a bench---and woke up in a lush forest in fourteenth-century Scotland. A forest surrounding the castle of James MacLeod, an arrogant and handsome lord with a very familiar voice. Elizabeth would turn his ordered world upside-down and go where no woman had ever gone before: straight into his heart...

    He wore nothing but a leather tunic, spoke in an ancient tongue, and he was standing in Professor Meredith Foster's living room. The medieval historian told herself he was part of a practical joke, but with his wide gold belt, callused hands, and the rabbit roasting in her fireplace, the brawny stranger seemed so...authentic. Suddenly Meredith was mesmerized by his bronzed, muscular form, and her body surrendered to the fantasy that Geirolf Ericsson really was a Viking from a thousand years ago, sent only to pleasure her. But as she tried to teach him to eat spaghetti and use a computer, she realized he knew an awful lot about the tenth century--and so little about the twentieth. And as he helped her fulfill her grandfather's dream of re-creating a Viking ship, he awakened her to dreams of her own. Until she wondered if the hand of fate had thrust her into the loving arms of...The Last Viking

    Living a life of solitude after a disastrous marriage is all he wants. Spending his summers as a lumberjack and the cold frigid months of the winter creating unique pieces of furniture, Sebastian only comes down from the mountain for the Great Polar Plunge—something his small town is famous for. What he doesn’t expect is to be drawn towards a young woman who deserves better than his damaged past could ever give her.EmaLeigh Ruin is exactly as her name depicts. Ruined. That’s what she’s spent the last few years being told anyways. Growing up in a small town isn’t easy, and when her family's judgment has the power to bring her to her knees because of a surprise she can’t and won’t regret, EmaLeigh struggles to try and move on.Wanting to give her son one last Christmas in their hometown with the same family who treats her like crap but him like a prince, Ema seeks out their town’s famous wood craftsman, Sebastian Cole, in his mountain home. She needs the perfect gift for her son so that when they move, he has a memory of where they came from.Neither Sebastian nor EmaLeigh are prepared for the attraction that’s ignited from the first handshake or how being locked away in his mountain home during a winter storm will affect Ema’s decision to leave. With Christmas right around the corner, Ema is looking for a reason to stay with Sebastian, but will the lumberjack’s surprise be enough to convince her, or will they both lose out on love?

    After all, a week of fresh air and scenery will do her good…especially if that scenery includes Cole McAllister's very fine backside!Cole's not thrilled about playing host to hordes of ogling women. But when he's wrangled into showing Jamie the ropes, his reluctance is conspicuously absent. In fact, there's nothing he'd like more than to give Jamie a cowboy experience she won't ever forget….

    During a day tour to Glasgow, they visit a medieval museum on a whim – something Katie is not so excited about. As John falls in love with the medieval displays, Katie can't help but notice a strange, squirmy little man seemingly following her. “Can I help you?” The squirmish man – startled, looks up at Katie. “I am Dr. Oscar Wellesley.” He introduces himself and invites both Katie and John into a vault in the basement, to pick out a love story which describes two ancient Picts – a startling resemblance in looks to both Katie and John. They were involved in fighting off the Romans and, according to the story, were key to the withdrawal of the Romans from Southern Scotland.  “What the hell.” As the two are shocked by what they read in the book, they find themselves losing grip on reality. As they come back to consciousness, there is no museum, no vault – just mud, grass and an ancient battlefield. During this time and era, Katie and John discover their true past and begin to realize who they are and what they have become. What happens to Katie and John as they make their way through time? Will they ever make it back to present day? Do they find the love which had once bonded the two together? Find out in this heartwarming Scottish Historical Time Travel Romance.

    Immediately upon arrival, she heads to Kensington Gardens for a picnic lunch under the shade of a maple tree bearing the initials of some long-forgotten lovers. Exhausted from the long flight to London, she falls asleep and wakes to find herself somehow thrust back in time to 1902. Jonathan Saunders, a wealthy Edwardian businessman, finds her and takes the dazed and confused woman under his wing, introducing her to his family and friends as an American cousin. How can Aurie help but fall in love with this handsome man of a bygone era? And how can she find her way home to her own time? Newly engaged Jonathan Saunders is fascinated by this mysteriously lost and confused American woman and vows to protect her. When Aurie decides to pursue her original plan--touring the British Isles--Jonathan follows her across England and Wales, his fiancee hot on his heels. He knows he can't have it all, but he doesn't want it all. He just wants Aurora.

    Pregnant, unwed and down on her luck, history teacher Emma Carlyle is facing the worst Christmas of her life. Needing some research for her master’s thesis on legendary Wyoming lawman J.D. McNulty, she makes a Christmas Eve drive to South Pass City, where J.D. was buried. Heading home, she loses her way in a storm. After her car vanishes, she ends up in 1870, half-frozen and in labor, on the doorstep of a remote mountain cabin. When J.D. himself opens the door with a pistol in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other...well, let’s just say that sparks start flying. These two lost souls are clearly meant for each other. But there’s one problem. Emma has studied everything about J.D.--and she knows he has only a few weeks to live. Historical author Elizabeth Lane has penned a sensual time travel romp that will delight the reader from beginning to end."

    Born to luxury, she belonged with the Astors and the Vanderbilts at cotillions and soirees. But she shivered with fear and something more as she faced the handsome, ruthless Trevor Sheridan. He had bankrupted her fortune and would expose her family's scandalous secret unless she accepted his outrageous offer, his emotional blackmail ... his heart-stopping kiss.HE BROKE THEM ALLBorn Irish, brought up in the streets, Trevor "the Predator" Sheridan learned early how to get the wealth and the women he wanted. An expert at games of power, he played one that would destroy every famous family who had snubbed him. Tricking the beautiful Alana was his trump card. But he never intended to want her ... until her beauty and her resolve stole his breath away.NOW THEIR DESIRES SWEPT THEM TOWARD RAPTURE ... OR RUIN

    Who will win this battle of wills?

    But still, she can't help thinking that something about this strong, silent farmer could be the key to leaving her troubled past behind...and making a worthy wager with her heart.

    But the hardest part of this job is keeping my eyes off him. I never thought I would take a job as a nanny. And I never, ever thought I would find myself aching for my employer. But when Lucas hires me, that’s exactly what happens. He’s a hot single dad who works hard and loves even harder. And when the opportunity arises, we can’t resist. Problem is, our relationship sets off alarm bells with the locals. And Lucas is hiding something from me that he refuses to open up about. I want so badly to keep seeing him. And I love looking after his sweet daughter. But we have to end this…unless one of us can figure something out. THE SECRET BILLIONAIRE’S NANNY is a fun, quick romance with steam, sweetness, and a happily-ever-after!

    They get off the train at Fargo, North Dakota and learn they are in April 1898. As if that isn't bad enough, the people insist that Ted and Megan marry at once! But Ted and Megan don't even know each other, and despite their protests, the preacher announces them man and wife. The only way out of this mess is to return to the future. But between figuring that out and Megan's showdown with the men, they may discover that some things are meant to be. And love may be one of them.