I want him daughter.My dad is in big trouble.He owes money to the most powerful man on the East Coast, and he can't pay.When I approach Mr. Connolly and try to take over the loan, he has a different idea.He's willing to wipe off the debt if I submit to him.I have to do what he commands when he commands it.I think this Over The Top alpha male is a little obsessed with me.Good thing I love every second of it...  You down with OTT? This is an Olivia T. Turner book, which means it features a possessive and totally obsessed Over The Top male who isn't afraid to take what he wants! If you like your book boyfriends sweet and cuddly then shut the computer off and walk away. If you like your heroes, rough, dirty and possessive to the extreme, come on in and have some fun...

    Firefighter Zach Lowe saved Willow’s life, in more ways than one.WillowIt was so unexpected, my whole life just came crumbling down. I lost my home, all my possessions, my job...basically everything that made me, me. But what I gained from that loss, is priceless. ZachI’ve saved dozens of people from burning buildings, but this one is different.When I first saw her in the fire-filled room, a chill came over me.There’s was something special about this girl, but she’s lost everything including a piece of her soul.I’m willing to do anything to make her whole again and make her mine. Hot for the Firefighter is a sweet and steamy Insta Love Romance with a happily-ever-after featuring an alpha man and the curvy woman he loves. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating.

    The first time I saw her, she insulted my parents. The second time, she warned me that steroids cause shrinkage.Lucky for her, I'm not into steroids. But I am into her.She calls me Officer Grumpy. I want her to call me Daddy.Now I just have to convince her to fall for me too. LunaWhen my older brothers boss me around, it's annoying.When the hot detective downstairs does it, my entire body lights up like a Christmas tree.Carter Grayson is big, grumpy, and rude…but when he calls me princess, I want to be so good for him.He says he wants me to be his. I just hope he means forever-ever.Because once he claims me, I don't want him to let me go. WarningWhen this older alpha male meets his younger BBW, all bets are off in this sweet, steamy romance from Nichole Rose. If instalove, crazy dogs, and over-the-top shenanigans aren't your thing, look away! All Nichole Rose books come complete with a sticky sweet and guaranteed HEA.

    I call it clever research.It gets me what I want and when I want it.When I get bored, I move on.My system works like a charm…Until a little ray of SUNSHINE shows up.***Dating is nonexistent for me.I’m quirky, silly, and inexperienced.This means my romantic life is certainly lacking.I don’t date because no one’s interested.Some say I’m an independent woman who doesn’t need a man.But I know I’m on the fast track to becoming a lonely cat lady.How many cats are too many cats anyway?My boring world stays that way…Until my future stepmother’s STALKER shows up.

    But in my defense, my job sucks. Plus, Dean the bartender, is the hottest man I’ve ever seen in real life. At first, it was just a harmless crush that made my day better. But now, I find myself dreaming up scenarios where we run away to bartend together on a beach in the Florida Keys. These dreams have also started featuring weddings and babies. Am I really falling in love with him? Dean – I hate her job. I hate her boss. And I really hate that I have to let Ruby go home alone every night. She should be safely ensconced in my arms, and my bed, as often as possible. I’ve always known that we’d end up together. From the first time, she walked into my bar with her head held high, her spine straight and tears pricking her beautiful eyes. It’s time that I convince her that our future together needs to start right now.

    I’m one business loan application away from being the sole owner of the bakery. Buying Sweet Perfection is the most important thing in my life, so when the too-handsome, too-charming, too-good-to-be-true Owen starts coming in and asking me out every morning, I have no choice but to turn him down. When I run into an unexpected problem with the bank, I’m forced to go confront my mother. I planned on spending Thanksgiving alone, but it looks like I’ll be staying with family after all. The worst part is, I think I miss seeing Owen’s lopsided grin. Crap.Owen: My very pregnant sister demanded macaroons from her favorite bakery, Sweet Perfection. I was a little annoyed at first, but one look at the gorgeous baker and I know I’ll be thanking my sister for the rest of my days. She inadvertently introduced me to my future wife, and that’s definitely something to be grateful for this Thanksgiving. I’m hoping for a Christmas wedding, but my angel is a little skittish. That’s alright. I’m no stranger to hard work, and Emery is certainly worth all my effort.What to expect from a Cameron Hart book: Lots of heat, plenty of sweet, and just enough drama to keep things interesting. No cheating, safe, guaranteed HEA!

    The most delicious kind of trouble."I find the man of my dreams while running away from my arranged marriage.He's everything I ever wanted so I make him an offer he can't refuse.My wedding night, no feelings, no lies .He's the perfect man until love and My Evil Stepmother get in the way!ChristianI ache for herWith every breathIn every dreamIn every touchIn every kissI love herWith all my soulIn every silenceIn every stormIn every way

    The gorgeous, chiseled bosshole takes every chance he can get to humiliate Tessa, his new secretary, in front of the entire office. But in private, it’s a different story. His whispered compliments and wandering glances are giving Tessa whiplash and causing her cheeks to blush redder than a candy cane. Lance may not be nice, but he sure is naughty, and this may be one holiday season where Tessa knows exactly what she needs for Christmas, but hates the fact that she wants it, especially unwrapped…

    My wild love affair was Netflix without the chill. I had no business dating the older man who looked as though he'd stepped out of an expensive advertisement.But he was determined to have me.Wickedly sweet, Theo gently and strategically pulled me from my rut, handing me the world in the process. Growing up with nothing, I suddenly found myself with everything. More than I'd even known to dream of.But shadows play tricks on the eyes, and life wasn’t always what it seemed. With Us…It was better.Warning: Recommended for readers 18+ due to adult content, language, and situations.

     He’s rough, dominant, and hot as hell on wheels. Channing Hensley blew into my life like a firestorm, and I’ve been in love and lust with him since the minute I laid eyes on him. All in secret, of course. He doesn’t know. No one can know the things I dream of him doing to me. No one can know that I – the picture-perfect sweet little good girl – want him to be my first. So I hid it away instead, in a letter, where I poured out my heart and my deepest darkest fantasies to the man with the body made for reckless choices, and the piercing green eyes that dare you to make them. The man with the dark past and the fierce gaze that lingers on me in a way that takes my breath away. He’s six years older than me. He works for my family’s law firm. He’s totally wrong, utterly inappropriate, and completely irresistible. Fantasizing about Channing Hensley is so bad. But I want him. Filthy, scandalous, and so sugary sweet your teeth will hurt. This one’s a heaping dose of wrong in the right kind of way ;). If an older, dominant, obsessed alpha claiming his untouched heroine sounds like your cup of tea (oh, you know it is), then you should probably dive right in. Safe, no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. No one is related in this story. For a limited time, this new release edition contains additional content for further reader enjoyment, as a thank you for your support. Though the page-count below may show differently, please be aware that this is a short, novella-length book of approx. 20,000 words.

    Fight for survival, fight for my family, fight for those who can’t fight for themselves. What happens when family stops fighting for you? What do you do when they just give you away, handing you over to the devil himself? I guess this is where all that training takes hold. This is where the test begins. I was born and bred to win. There is no other option in my mind. Sometimes, though, you have to know when to stand and fight and when to lie low and bide your time. Lying low wasn’t easy, but in doing so, I found something else, something new. Someone else worth fighting for. Now the fight of my life is not only for me but for the man I’ve fallen for. Some people are worth the risk of losing it all.Swift:Being the President of a motorcycle club isn’t easy. I knew that going in, but knowing every one of my brothers is counting on me, trusting me, that’s a weight on my shoulders I’ve become too comfortable with. When someone finds a weakness in MY security, sneaks into MY compound, and fools MY men, I know this is a job I need to handle personally. I will take on hell itself to keep my brothers safe. Hell, however, comes in the form of a small, blonde wildcat with claws as thick and long as her thighs. She knocks me off my feet, keeps me reeling, and never backs down. She’s knocked my world off its axis and stolen my heart. And she’s done it all with her fist held high, and feet firmly planted in the future I want us to build. Together.

     Alexandra Cooper is desperate to get away from home. A four-month gig as a cook at the Circle B Ranch is exactly what she needs. Except when she gets there, it feels like she jumped out of the pan and straight into the fire. Alexandra is nothing like Colton Booth expected when he hired her. If he’d realized “Alex” was a gorgeous eighteen-year-old girl, he never would have given her the job in the first place. But now that he has her on his ranch, he doesn’t plan to ever let Alexandra go. Wrangle Me is a steamy novella with a sexy cowboy who has a wicked sweet tooth and an innocent virgin who knows how to satisfy it. Written by bestselling author Rochelle Paige.

    Crossing the border into Texas turns out to be the easy part.Virtually penniless and enticingly innocent, she soon finds herself at the mercy of Travis Blake. Travis is a hard-working, self-made rancher that has never known love or softness of any kind. His only use for women is sexual, and Selena is caught on his ranch with no way out.While Selena plots her escape from his control, Travis ruthlessly and methodically tightens his possession and makes it impossible for her to leave. The struggle that follows is a clash of wills that pits purity against passion, virtue against vice and love against lust.Excerpt: “I specifically told you to stay away from the men and stay at the house. In fact, I’ve told you more than once.” He ate, standing up, and scrunched up the bag when he was finished. “You got anything to say to me? Anything in your defense?”“Am I on tri—trial?” “Yeah, you’re on trial. And I’m the only judge you’re going to get. No jury of your peers. Just me. My decision. Got that?” His voice rose.Selena took a step back from him. “What’s wrong w-with you? How can you b-be so nice and then s-so mean?”He stalked toward her. “Really?” He reached down and swiped her wrist and held it tightly in his grip. “Really? You don’t get it yet? You haven’t quite figured it out? I told you what happens when a man wants something he can’t have. Have you forgotten so soon? Are you saying I can have it? Are you? I tell you what, Angel, you let me take you back to the house, strip you naked every night. You sleep in my bed, and we’ll see just how nice I can be.” He slammed his mouth down on hers. His tongue went deep, tasting her sweetness. He pulled her into his body, his erection straining against her. He lifted his mouth from hers. His hand went to the back of her head and grabbed hold of her hair and pulled until her eyes were on his.His face was menacing, his hold on her uncompromising. He fisted his hand in her hair until she was completely captive. His other hand went to her neck and felt her racing heartbeat. His hand roamed down and settled on her breast. Her flesh swelled against his palm, her nipple hardening. His thumb moved back and forth across the tight little pebble. They stood there, panting together. His touch gentled, and his words became beguiling. “Come on, Baby. You don’t want to be a virgin forever, do you?” His mouth lowered and he took a gentle kiss from her parted lips. “I can make it good for you. You don’t need to be scared. I won’t hurt you. It won’t hurt at all.”She pulled away from him, accusation in her eyes. He stood in front of her, blatant masculinity dripping from his pores. He had a dominant nature, and she felt its intensity now.His eyes were riveted on her, his nostrils flaring. Goddammit! He had sworn to himself that he wasn’t going to try to seduce her, and then he had gone and done just that. “Shit.” He turned away and dug his cell phone from his pocket, flipped it open and pressed a button. He spoke into the phone. “Yeah, get back here and take her back to the house.”He ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket. “I’m not going to apologize. You’re playing with fire and you know it. You better watch out, little girl, because you’re going to get burned. I want you to get back to that house and stay there. You can go to the barn and see those damn skunks, but that’s it. Nowhere else.

    That’s my entire life. It’s the one thing that gives me some sort of independence from my father. So, I do it. Without fail. I get up on stage because I don’t really have any other choice. My life consists of me acting as though I’m a living doll whose strings are pulled in perfect timing. Lately, my performances feel the same. Night after night, I dance and play for a crowd that will never know who I really am. Being on stage should give me a buffer, make me somehow safe. But it doesn’t. The danger comes in the form of a supposed admirer, one who seeks to own me, to make me his real-life doll. I fear that’s all I’ll ever be until a stranger intervenes and encourages me to be who I really am. JamesonThe arts and dancing aren’t exactly high on my list of priorities, but my mother loves ballet and music. Being the loving son that I am, I take her to the finest show that’s ever come to town. At first, I’m bored, the same way I usually am when I’m around wealthy crowds. I’m not one that likes to flaunt what I have. My time is much better spent on my ranch, taking care of my land. My boredom comes to an abrupt halt when I see the star of the show and realize right away she’s more than that—she’s the star of my life. But loving a woman like Bunny Rose isn’t free of complications. Her sweetness attracts far too many wasps, and I’ll crush any who seek to sting the soft, naïve dancer who stole my heart.

    And when she tells me her fantasies … there’s nothing that will stop me from making them come true. She asks me to play her baby-daddy and wants the role of my wife. I’ll give in to her domestic kink … after all, she’s a virgin determined to get her cherry popped -- and with a body as delicious as hers, I know I’ll need another taste. We share one unforgettable night and make plans for plenty more … but then she disappears into thin air. No trace. No name. All I have is the memory of her innocence and the belief that what we had was real. Nothing will stop me from finding her. She's my everything ... and I’ll make sure she never forgets it. Dear Reader, This is a filthy-sweet story with kinky undertones … well, not really under … more like on top of and inside. Filled with, even. It’s got amnesia, oysters, and plenty of shucking. xo, frankie