The effortlessly popular, lacrosse superstar, beautiful, blue-eyed nightmare Emerson Sawyer. Funny thing is, he didn’t even know I existed until our senior year, when his mom started hooking up with my dad. Now he torments me in the hallways, calling me “Sis” whenever he gets the chance, relishing in the fact that I can’t hide my blushing whenever he’s around. Even though I can’t stand him, my body betrays me—and he loves it. Emerson and his mom just moved in with us, and as if crushing on him wasn’t weird enough, now our bedrooms share a wall. The sexual tension keeps building between us, but I know nothing can ever happen…especially now that our parents are engaged. I try to tell myself that I hate him, that he’s wrong for me, that we’ll never be together… So why did I agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven at his girlfriend’s high school party? And why does Emerson suddenly have my panties in his hands?Stepbrother Billionaire is a standalone novel. It contains adult themes, harsh language, and graphic sexual content.

    The way he f*cked was filthy. He was a dirty boy, and I wanted him. Every. Single. Long. Inch. That was until I found out my mom was marrying his father and he would be my new stepbrother. See that was a line I didn't cross. Or so I thought. Turns out I wanted Talon just as much as he wanted me, and maybe that was the problem from the start.

    Manwhore. Celebrity. My ex-stepbrother, and the man who broke my teenage heart.His latest lie? Tricking me into marrying him.He’s dark, dangerous, and obsessed with me. Damien Blackwood is the playboy billionaire who gets everything he wants. Except for me. I’m the only woman who has ever refused him … and that means I’m irresistible. Damien will stop at nothing to have me.And I’ll never give in.But then his father dies and leaves one rule in his will: Damien has to get married, or he loses his entire fortune. Secretly, Damien makes me a deal. Marry him, pretend to be in love in front of every tabloid and newspaper in the world, and he’ll give me the money I need to finally escape him. I hate him. But I need the money.I’m marrying my psychopath ex-stepbrother, the one who took my virginity and broke my heart. And it’s making me the most famous woman in the country.Someone kill me now.***THIS IS A STANDALONE, FULL LENGTH NOVEL WITH AN HEA***WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT, INCLUDING PROFANITY AND GRAPHIC SEX. IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18.

    I should’ve known better. I should be studying harbor seals’ breeding habits, not conducting my own research into mating rituals of the Navy variety.He’s a jackass. An arrogant, womanizing, patronizing, Harley-riding jerk. A one-night stand. One night of the most incredible sex I’ve ever had. Shane is trained to kill with his bare hands in 300 different ways—and he knows 300 ways to f**k me, too. Now my father is engaged to his mother. And we’re heading to Mexico for the wedding. The prick is blackmailing me. He’s threatening to ruin their big day if I don’t surrender to his demands. Quit is not in his vocabulary. I hate him, but I know he’ll never give up until he gets everything he wants. Screw that! I won’t give up—I’ll never submit to America’s cockiest badass.

    But when our parents got married, things got confused. As if being a teenager isn't confusing enough. All I knew was that the feelings I had for him weren't okay.I’ll never forget the anxiety I felt the night I ran into him at a party that had gotten out of control. I saw him standing around with the popular kids as soon as I walked in the door. And he saw me, too. He always saw me. It was talking to me that he avoided. I watched his buddy spin an empty wine bottle on the butcher block while my friend Brandi rummaged in her oversized purse for the two bottles of hard lemonade her older sister gave us. When the spinning bottle stopped, I realized everyone was staring at me. “Looks like you’ve gotta kiss Jen,” some jock said to Ethan. I felt the color drain from my face, taking the moisture in my mouth with it as a suffocating panic grew in my chest. I was going to be found out. Ethan laughed it off. “Yeah, that’s not happening. She’s my sister.” “Not really, though,” his buddy insisted. The eruption of laughter and jeering sounds made the dim kitchen feel like a jungle full of predators, and I was sure my cheeks were going to burst into flames. “Don’t be stupid,” Ethan said, tilting a can of beer over his mouth. When his friend spun the bottle again, Ethan glanced back at me one more time and wiped the back of his hand across his lips. I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss him ever since. **Author's note: This is a full-length, standalone romance novel with no cliffhanger and no cheating. It is intended for a mature audience and has an ending that will leave you smiling so hard it hurts.

    Her biggest focus in life is doing well on the SAT so she can get into a good college.Her sexy stepbrother Dante Lord is a high school dropout turned world traveler. He hasn’t been on U.S. soil since he was 14.Skye and Dante have never met face to face. That all changes when Dante finally comes home for a surprise visit.From the moment Skye and Dante meet, the sparks fly. Their mutual attraction is a scorching hot bomb ready to go off. The last thing on their minds is the trouble their attraction will cause for their family.It doesn’t help matters that Skye and Dante are sleeping under the same roof.When word of Skye and Dante’s illicit affair gets out, everything blows up. Skye’s life spins out of control. Their parents freak out. But Skye and Dante can’t stop themselves. Their mutual desire is too strong.Friendships will be shattered.Lives will be ruined.A family will be broken.Hearts will be torn apart.THIS IS A STANDALONE BOOK. NO CLIFFHANGER!!WARNING: Due to strong language and sexual situations, this book is intended for mature readers ages 18+

     Tilly comes home one night and gets told that her entire life is about to change. Her mom gives her a new uniform for a fancy private school and tells her that she’ll be coming home to someplace new when she starts on Monday. Tilly tried to get her head around everything, but when the impossibly hot guy she sits next to in science decides to knock into her so that she spills juice all down her new blouse, she realizes that even if she tries, she’ll never fit in. When Tilly’s mother gets married, her stepbrother decides to pull a prank to end all pranks, but he doesn’t know that Tilly is still in the woods where he had just sent hundreds of fireworks on their path of destruction. The night ends in painful screams, but will he be able to make up for what he has done and will Tilly ever get over the scars that the night has left on her? A**hole Stepbrother is a 20,000-word contemporary sweet romance.

    And the only thing he loves more than pinning his opponent to the mat is trying to get me into his bed.His real name is Caleb Matthews. He's the billionaire son of a Silicon Valley CEO, but for some reason, he likes to spend his time in underground MMA arenas, going toe to toe with some of the deadliest fighters in the world.I know this because I stumbled into one of his matches on accident. Watched him fight. Wanted him, even though I never thought I'd want a guy like him. Cocky. Foul-mouthed. Inked.And now, he's my new stepbrother. But he's not going to let a little detail like that keep him from chasing me around like I'm his next conquest. He thinks it's only a matter of time before I let him wrap those huge, tattooed arms around me and show me what he's got underneath those black fighter's shorts ...and the worst part is, I'm starting to think he might be right.Because even though I'm just trying to have a nice, normal summer before I start college, Caleb keeps drawing me deeper and deeper into his world.And the more I watch him fight, the harder it is to stop thinking about him.

    I can’t fucking stand him.All I wanted was a quiet summer before starting college. Catch up on my books. Maybe get a summer job. Then he dropped into my life.His name’s Gavin Caldwell, and he’s stupidly rich. Cocky. Arrogant. Ridiculously, panty-meltingly hot.And he’s parading around our bridal suite shirtless. Pantless.He has no freaking shame, and I have to pretend to be in love with him.I hate him.So why can’t I stop thinking about him?

    Caulter Sterling is a prick.A filthy-mouthed, womanizing, crude, spoiled, arrogant prick.The tattooed, pierced, panty-melting-hot son of a celebrity.I hate him.He's slept his way through practically every girl at Brighton Academy. Except for me.I'm the good girl. The responsible girl. The 4.0, class president, studied-so-much-she-never-lost-the-big-V girl.And in celebration of graduation and adulthood, I just made the worst decision in the history of ever. I lost my V-card to the devil himself.It was just one night. So what if it was mind-blowing? Hit it and quit it.Except I just found out that my father - the Senator, the Presidential hopeful - is marrying Caulter's mother. Oh, and this summer? We're hitting the campaign trail.One big happy family.I'm totally f**ked.

    When my father remarries it changes the course of my life and everything becomes . . . complicated.My new stepbrother is a monster who hates me. Unapologetic, controlling, and brazen, he's intent on making my life a living hell. Oliver King makes the rules. Whenever he wants. However he wants. Wherever he wants.My head screams this is wrong, but I can't resist giving in to forbidden desires.I want it as much as he does. I'm his possession, his ultimate pleasure, his dark obsession.My addiction to him grows to a dangerous level. I can't stop craving more from the man who has made me his and ruined me for anyone else. Can what starts out as lust and vengeance end as love? Can we take away one another's pain and ease one another's fears? Nobody said life or love was easy.My name is Maya Childs, and this is my story. *** Standalone ****** No Cliffhanger ****** HEA ***18+ A NOTE from the Author:This book is NOT for everyone and may have triggers that make some readers uncomfortable. Please be aware of that before you read this book! If you do decide to go ahead, please keep an open mind. Inside each of us lurks a monster. We all have demons we hide from the world. We all need that one special person to look beyond the surface of the mask we wear and deep into our souls. I hope you enjoy Oliver and Maya's story--that you will indeed peel back the layers and look beneath the surface.Dark erotic novel that contains sensitive subject matter that may make readers uncomfortable. Not appropriate for readers under 18. Contains explicit language and descriptions of sexual situations and violence.

    He's also sinfully sexy, and wicked talented at making my blood boil.Ty thinks it's funny to chase me around like I'm the next notch in his bedpost. He lives to piss me off. But that isn't why my heart skips a dozen beats every time I look at him.What happens if his crude jokes about us hooking up go too far? What if I admit I actually want this filthy talking playboy, and one little misstep lands me in Prince Not-So-Charming's bed for real?TYI can't decide whether to laugh my ass off or kiss her 'til her panties ignite. Little Miss Perfect's too hot and uptight for her own good. Knowing she's off limits just makes me want her more.There's a twisted thrill to flirting underneath our parents' roof. And I want a whole lot more than teasing her cheeks red, or watching her eyes pop when I'm strutting around half-naked. I want to rock her world into a screaming mess and leave her soft lips breathless.Too bad this is the summer I'm supposed to get my crap together to build the family fortune. That's a distraction I don't need when all I really want to do is find out how perfect Claire feels between the sheets...

    I asked him to take me parking up at Harper's Hill, the local make-out spot in my small town. Just as things started to get heated, he revealed that he was only dating me because of a dare. What was even more mortifying than Danny's revelation was when a flashlight tapped against the backseat window. I was forced to exit the car in my half-dressed state only to come face-to-face with the newest member of the police force; Officer Brent Jordison. My hot, alpha male stepbrother. What happened next was something I couldn't have even imagined. Ever since that night, my life has spiraled wildly out of control. The only certainty I have left is that Brent is the only man I’ll ever want and simultaneously the one man that I shouldn’t. Not that I’m going to let anything stop me from trying to keep him. ** A stand alone erotic novella. 18+ only. **

    That’s the rule.That’ll keep us all out of troubleand ensure our trust funds are secure.But some women are worth the risk.I try to protect her from him.I should protect her from me instead.Mo:Manwhore—and he’s not afraid to let everyone know it.We aren't friends, not by any stretch,though I’ve always secretly hoped for more.Then he touches me and I’m lost.But Danny isn't just an average asshole.He’s bad to the core.So. Bad.

    I’m stuck on a birthday party trip to Paris with my little sister and her four BFFs. That’s not my problem. My problem is in the form of my cocky, arrogant, rock star stepbrother, Jagger. He betrayed my trust years ago and I haven’t been able to forgive him ever since. We’re two different people. I’m in college and the good girl in every sense of the word. Perfect GPA, perfect group of friends, and worlds apart from my Internet famous stepbrother who’s famously known for breaking hearts and leaving throngs of screaming fans in his wake. So how can I tell my body to stop going crazy every time we’re together? And when you’re sharing a room with the hottest man you know in the most romantic city in the world, how can you possibly say no? When our love threatens to ignite, will we burn up or survive the scandal that’s about to rock both our worlds?