But things are about to get filthy with our sweet little virgin. When you’ve had a rough life like I have, Doing hard time is pretty much a guarantee. I’m an ex-con. It’s one of those dirty little secrets I hate sharing. I don’t expect any breaks or a happy ending, but good fortune comes our way for the first time in, well… ever. Then I meet Katelynn. A good girl. Katelynn is sweet, shy, and way too young. She’s barely legal, but I can’t help wanting to live out every filthy fantasy on her innocent, virgin body. Correction. We can’t. Because my ex-con best friend, Jake, and I like to share one woman. Our Kitten. We find out that someone wants to harm her. Now that we’ve claimed Katelynn for ourselves, no one gets to touch her. Not on our watch. To hell with parole violations. We’ll break every rule to keep her alive. *Authors’ Note: Ex-Con Times Two is a full-length standalone romance with no cliffhangers and a guaranteed happy ever after ending. This is a bad boy MFM ménage romance that is all about the woman. There are no M/M scenes. This story is all about TWO hot bad boy ex-cons who fall for the same woman. For a limited time, Ex-Con Times Two includes two standalone stories starting at about the 40% mark.

    Not that I can blame them. Daddy has never been the standard father figure. He was too busy cheating and drinking to notice that he had family that needed him.Now, five years later, my ex-stepbrothers are the biggest private investors on the west coast and my dad is barely scraping by.When daddy suddenly up and disappears a month before Christmas, it turns out he owes a lot of money and he’s bailing on the bill…See, I had no idea that the life we lived was funded by gambling…and unpaid debts. Debts that have suddenly come due. When two massive mafiosos show up in my small Portland gift shop claiming that I have to settle his back loans with money—or my flesh—I’m thoroughly freaked out.Now, I have nowhere to turn—except to them.After all, they say the devil you know is better than the one you don’t…But I’m not sure if I am more afraid of my ex-stepbrothers and their dark unforgiving demeanor—or the mob. And if I accept their help, they promise me one thing; They’ll save me, but I’m going to pay for all of my father’s sins…with my body.And the only thing getting decked this season, is my bottom.Looks like this Christmas, I’m getting Double Scrooged…

    I’m going to hell. I can hear the nuns now, condemning me, and I deserve it. How could I have let Maxwell Brandt kiss me? A man I found disgusting at the way he treated woman—as if they were disposable, to be used then thrown away. It didn’t matter who he was, or how much money he had. He was a horrible person. Who the hell am I kidding? I’m just as bad because I let him kiss me. Then I did the unthinkable and kissed him back, with a hunger I’ve never felt before. All of this while my fiancé was in the same house. It was a horrible mistake, one that can never happen again. I love Kevin. I want to make a life with him, not be used by a man who won’t remember my name a month from now. What Kevin and I have built is real and I’m not throwing it all away. It didn’t matter if no other man, including Kevin, had made me feel the way Max did, it was wrong. Despite the fact Max keeps coming back to entice me, I stand firm. I won’t cheat on Kevin. I won’t become that person, no matter how badly my body wants him. I don’t want to want him. Until the moment he drops a bomb that destroys everything. Kevin has been cheating. His words destroy the illusion I’ve been hiding behind, because I know he’s telling the truth. Knew it in the way Kevin has gradually been pulling away... late nights out with the guys, his disinterest in me, and the way he’s twice pushed back the date of the wedding. I hadn’t wanted to believe, had been willfully blind to preserve the promise of a future with a man I believed I loved. All I want is to hide and lick my wounds, but Max won’t let me. With Kevin gone, he demands I fulfill the promise of that kiss. I don’t understand how a man like him wants a plus size woman like me, when my own fiancé refused to date me before I lost weight. Yet, he does, refuses to go away. In a rush of anger, pain, and hunger, I give in. The feeling of being wanted by a man like Max wiping away the humiliation of Kevin’s betrayal. Maybe a fling, a rebound affair, is exactly what I need. No promises, no expectations, and no broken heart. At least, that’s the way it started. Max Out of curiosity, to get a look at the fiancée who put up with a cheating weasel like Kevin Jarvis, I find myself looking into the bright green eyes of a woman who makes my body hard with longing. Then the weasel does the unimaginable and introduces green eyes as his fiancée. Even though she looks at my hand like it’s a grenade about to go off, she takes it and we both feel the attraction. We’re both in deep shit now, because I know she feels what I feel and I’m about to go after her, fiancé or not. I don’t care if she stays with Kevin. I just want her body. Besides, it won’t last long, desire never does and I don’t want her clinging after it’s over. Only, the bitch keeps pushing me away, denying us both the satisfaction our bodies crave. Her sanctimonious refusal as she uses Kevin and her engagement ring as a shield pisses me off. I didn’t want to drop a bomb, but if it gets me what I want, her in my bed, then I’m not going to flinch from it. I need her to satisfy this craving that’s eating me from the inside out. I’ll make her pay for making us both wait. I’m not her ex, and I’m sick of paying for his stupidity. Her body makes my body ache and I want her exactly as she is. Only, inch by inch I’m consumed by my need. I warn myself to pull away, sure this won’t last, can’t last. But letting go isn’t an option, no matter how hard I try.

    Broken more times than I care to count.Smart is all I have. Grades are all I need.Not some bossy, sinfully hot man who should come with a flammable warning label.If only I didn’t know how his lips taste.If only he would stop looking at me like he needs me to breathe.If only I wasn’t that straight-A girl who fell for her teacher.JacobI live a charmed life. Lonely AF though, till she sneaks in.Green eyes flashing fire as she fights her feelings, an ass I want to bite into every time it stares at me, a brain I’m dying to get inside of… But it's her heart that's the prize. And I’m not used to losing.This edition is updated to include the complete Straight-A series (Book 1 and 2). NO cliffhangers, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA!

    In short, everything a young woman could hope for...Oh, who am I kidding? My husband left me, my best friend is an oversexed trust-fund kid, and the silent partner in my business just dropped dead. And, without him, I've got maybe one season before my art gallery goes under.And, as if all that weren't enough, now I have a stalker!When Rachel, my oversexed pixie of a friend, drags me out to the rowdiest biker bar in the county and we find not one but two sexy, capable hunks to keep both my mind and body "busy."But, as my stalker begins to escalate, both of my handsome bikers, Ryder and Tommy, come to my defense.Will the three of us be strong enough to stand against the criminal forces at work, even as they grow in danger and scale? More importantly, will we be strong enough to embrace our hearts' desires?Or will we all end up as nothing but ashes in the end?

    Because he’s built like the tanks he rode in Afghanistan. Beneath Conrad "Beast" Beeston III’s fierce, intense gaze, his brooding temperament, his knuckles scarred from fighting, lurks a wild man, his strong, broad back darkly inked with his own hard truths.He only has one mode, and “Beast” is it. He ripped through Tilly's life, tearing it to shreds, and then he was gone, giving a stiff middle finger to a life of entitlement. He left her like he leaves them all—with little more than a broken heart. But for Tilly, there was one more thing. He left her with an unbearable secret she’s been forced to keep for years. Tilly’s privileged life, after her recent graduation from Mt. Holyoke, has come to a screeching halt under tragic circumstances. Had she really believed she’d never see her Devil Dog stepbrother again? Now he’s coming home—and she’s forced to face his cocky smirk and arrogant swagger, to look once again into the eyes of the monster who left her. Forced to confront him, what she sees is a raw, broken, tortured man who just might be the only person she knows keeping even bigger secrets than she is.

    Instead, she throws herself into the small bakery she runs, and with Christmas coming soon, she’s busier than ever. But then two sexy as sin brothers move to town, and with the looks she’s now getting from her best friend, Daniel, she finds that things are heating up, and not just in the kitchen… Includes one talented baker, three hot men, and a f*** tonne of frosting. (Grandma, I suggest you skip this one) Sweet About Me is a contemporary reverse harem and is Saffron's complete story.

    Still a virgin at twenty-six and increasingly frustrated by her inexperience, she decides to take matters into her own hands. She hires a talented, sexy male escort to take care of her inconvenient virginity.She assumes one time with Ander will be enough, but she never dreams how much pleasure he can make her feel. Once isn't nearly enough. Twice isn't enough either. Soon, she becomes one of his regular clients.Lori knows that nothing would be as foolish as falling in love with her paid escort, but she's never been wise with her heart. And, despite his professionalism, he doesn't seem entirely immune either.

    Snow covers the ground and love is in the air in the southern city of Savannah.I’ve only recently gotten out of the military, but my best friend’s father gave me a good job at his security firm.The last person I expected to find working there was my best friend’s little sister – all grown up.She’s beyond beautiful and such a handful – in more ways than one.I can’t help but think about what we could be if she would stop being so damn difficult, but it’s part of her charm.She’s in for the adventure of her lifetime with me, and it’s going to start one winter night soon.

    Layton If she's mad, kiss her. For Dr. Brant Layton, the world is meant to be as beautiful as he can sculpt it. He sees a woman’s body as a canvas upon which to work his art. But a wild, crazy, not-to-be remembered night changes everything. He lands drunk on a plane for Belize, signed on for three-week stint with Doctors International which lands him right in the lap of Dr. Melissa Bell. Melissa is in charge of a small clinic in the jungle which primarily cares for women suffering from abuse. Dr. Bell was hoping for a real doctor, not a raw recruit whose specialty is creating sex symbols out of the rich and famous. Tempers flare as both doctors fight a passion as raw and wild as the jungle surrounding them. Not every scar is as plainly visible as the one Melissa tries so desperately to hide. A Chance at Forever Series Forever Perfect Forever Desired Forever Together Fans can continue the Medical Romance Saga by reading: SAVING FOREVER parts 1-8

    Fall in love with this unstoppable duo as their mutual desire for power over the other turns to red hot irresistible passion. If you like illicit corruption, strong-willed characters, secrets, and betrayals avenged you’ll be left panting for more by Amber Adams’ rebellious romance.Rebel Heir is the third story of the Ivankov empire. Rebel Heir includes supporting characters that are featured in other Ivankov Bratva stories but each story within the Ivankov empire can be read as a standalone.Mild language, Mild violence, hot steamy scenes, zero non-consensual intimacy, no cheating, guaranteed HEA!

    Never hesitate. Never get emotionally involved.Words I've lived by. Until her.I'm a fixer.I fix bad, embarrassing, illegal problems, for the right price.My clients are rich, famous, powerful, and very dangerous.Now I’ve got a problem of my very own: Eva Martin. She just happens to be both my best friend’s little sister, and at the center of the most explosive problem I’ve ever faced. As the body count rises around us, I’m falling for the one woman that’s totally out of bounds. Her wide innocent eyes, perfect curves, and sexy, smoky voice—she’s a liability and a weakness, but I'm unable to resist.Eva’s a risky distraction for a man like me. I'm going to make her mine, and I'll use everything in my arsenal to keep her safe.Even if it means everyone else—including me—becomes collateral damage.

    A new life on the coast, running a beautiful country hotel with my husband.It should have been everything I’d ever wanted. Worth every scrap of investment.A hotel business we’d sunken every single penny we owned into, only to find out there was a big chain rival opening just a stone’s throw away.Slowly, day by day, the dream became a nightmare. Bills. So many bills. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning. No way out in sight.Until there was him.The man at the bar.The man with a proposition we should never have considered in a thousand years …Me. Him. One long night where I’m subject to his every fantasy.While my husband watches.

    But this is no ordinary castle. It’s called Heartstone Psychiatric hospital and it houses forty other patients. It has nurses with mean faces and techs with permanent frowns.It has a man, as well. A man who is cold and distant. Whose voice drips with authority. And whose piercing gray eyes hide secrets, and maybe linger on her face a second too long. Willow isn’t supposed to look deep into those eyes. She isn’t supposed to try to read his tightly leashed emotions. And neither is she supposed to touch herself at night, imagining his powerful voice and that cold but beautiful face.No, Willow Taylor shouldn’t be attracted to Simon Blackwood, at all. Because she’s a patient and he’s her doctor. Her psychiatrist. The medicine man. WARNING: This book discusses sensitive issues including but not limited to, depression and suicide.

    They bust out of an emergency exit and have axis-shaking sex. He pours whiskey in her belly button and after they run out of condoms, they have to get creative. That kind of sex. The next day, she learns that he is none other than Dr. Benjamin Beck, a brand new member of the Yale faculty and the hottest thing to happen to academia since… well, ever. She has to take his damned junior seminar to graduate, but it gets worse. He’s also her College Master: her boss, her advisor, her everything. And he’s just moved in, right downstairs. They can’t stay away from each other. They're either fusion or fission or both. They’re making out in libraries, hiding notes between stones, and sneaking off to nautically themed AirBnbs. Hear that sound? It’s the academic code of ethics going up in flames. If they're found out, he’ll lose his job and his reputation. She'll lose her scholarship and be forced to return to the life of lobster fishing that she thought she’d escaped. And they will be found out, yes they will.So what the hell are they going to do? *** To the reader: Things get damned dirty in this book. The characters curse, the sex gets explicit. It’s an erotic love story with fury. Be advised. Other tasters’ notes: HEA. Sweet. Funny. Dirty. Muddy. Wet. Inspired by a real professor.