But what else was she to do? He was a workaholic who she only saw at bedtime. She hopes the separation will be a wakeup call to Gabriel. The situation goes from bad to worse when she has reason to suspect Gabriel of cheating. Gabriel loves his wife and can’t believe that she would leave him. He’s in charge of saving his family’s company, and he thought Kameron understood. When he receives an inheritance, he has what he needs to save his family’s department stores and his marriage. Unfortunately, the only deal his formerly loving wife is interested in involves him giving her a divorce.

    But when I looked at his hulking, tattooed body, the icy brutality in his eyes, I realized I was wrong. HIM: Familie. My clan. I’d fight for it, kill for it, die for it. It’s all that matters to me. But her innocence, only barely hidden by thick layers of makeup, the curves that her tight dress can’t hide, calls to me. So I’ve decided to keep her. No matter how deadly the consequences.

    I always fall for the bad boys, the players, the men with "red flag" written all over their gorgeous faces. I should've learned my lesson after having my heart eviscerated into tiny, unrecognizable pieces. But no, not me. That would be way too simple, and my life is nothing but.Luca Fiore is Manhattan's Prince. He's sex in a suit personified, and he's also my stepbrother. I've moved back to New York, and he's offered me a place to crash until I find a place of my own. What could possibly go wrong?My subconscious screams, "EVERYTHING!"With his piercing gray eyes, sharp jaw, and dark hair, Luca makes me weak in the knees. And I would gladly get on my knees for him.Five years ago, I left home with a broken heart and a lifetime worth of sins. Now, I'm back with a naïve hope that I can make things right. How I expect to do that when I have no intention of confessing my sins remains to be seen. One thing is for sure. I have to stay away from the one person who was why I left home in the first place — the man who once called me his Achilles. His flower. His secret. His stepdaughter.I'm not the good girl in a love story. I don't deserve a happily ever after. I have secrets on top of secrets on top of secrets. I've sowed, and I've reaped, and something tells me karma isn't done with me yet.This is a BWWM contemporary romance novel. ***Warning: Contains mature subject matter. TRIGGER WARNINGS: rape, pregnancy-related issues

    Determined to get her life back on track, she isn’t letting anything distract her- especially not another man.That’s what she’s telling herself, anyway. Her new boss is gorgeous, rich, and only has eyes for her. They’re both damaged from their pasts, and she wants to protect herself from another heartbreak. But he’s determined to prove himself to her and no matter how hard she tries, she can't resist his charm. Standalone no cliffhanger and HEA

    No face to face meetings. No interviews. No social media accounts. Despite his ghost demeanor he continues to financially flourish and make his fellow investors richer with every decision. Throughout the years many have sought to discover the man inside the mogul while others have spread legends painting him as a heartless monster consumed by greed. None of it matters to him. Weston's true identity is secured away in his estate of solitude, which consists of the only people in the entire world he believes he can trust. That is until he's asked to allow a guest access to the property under extreme circumstances. One he knows he shouldn't. It doesn't take long before his world is turned upside down, unexpected threats arise, and Weston's forced to ask himself what really should be kept private?

    My business makes millions. I had everything at the tip of my fingers until the woman I loved turned in her two week's notice. She wants marriage and a family, and feels she can’t have it working for me. I’m not letting her go. She’ll have everything her heart desires, but it will be on my terms, not hers. Note: Romance bites are meant to be devoured in one hour or less. Food is optional.

     Scar: I’m known as the Prince with the scar. The bad boy royal. You know, the one serving life for murder. Until my parents, the King and Queen of Genvora, are killed. And now they have no choice but to set me free. I’m the devil who’s about to become King. But before I take the throne, I have some business to attend to. And I feel like taking my hot PR manager along for the ride. Although— there’s something not quite right about her. She doesn’t flinch when I kidnap her. She doesn’t blink when my bullet skims her cheek. No, I don’t trust her at all. And I’m obsessed with finding out why. The Devil Who Would Be King is a (very, very) dark interracial romance. First in the Power Couples series. Be prepared for a jaw-dropping cliffhanger!

    A pawn that would be sacrificed for his family. He comes from crime and my father is committed to bringing justice. The family was part of his investigation and that boy from high school took my heart for himself. I never knew a love like that but it wasn’t real. He had ulterior motives and my heart was caught in his game. He played it and me so well. When he walks into my business with no apology and that cocky smile years later I’m stuck. It’s like I’m back in high school and every feeling goes through my body. I know he’s trouble, but not the common street thug kind. He’s a political powerhouse and he looks even better than he did last time I saw him. He has baggage and it could cost me more than I’m willing to give. Enforced Love is a steamy bwwm romance that is not appropriate for readers under 18.

    I was the much loved son of a criminal family being groomed to take over the business with my brother. There was no room for a girl like her in my dangerous life. But, I wanted her. Sienna He was the boy that I loved my entire life. He had golden eyes, and dark hair and I wished that I could be his. Our story is a story of love, loss, heartbreak , and reconciliation. Reader Warning: This story has some scenes related to child abuse, violence, and a teensy hint of a swingers' lifestyle. If you can handle it, read on! This is a BWWM Interracial Billionaire romance. Love the book? Leave a review! Distracted Love, The Destructive Love Series, Book 2 will be released soon. Sign up for the newsletter to stay in the loop! We discover Dante and Cree's story

    You're given them from birth, and anything that could possibly make you break them is removed from your life-even if it's your best friend. Such is the case for Benjamin Drummond and Coralee Simmons, two best friends separated during childhood because Benjamin is white, Coralee is black, and relationships between the two races are unspoken in its taboo. However, fifteen years later during the turbulent 1960s, Benjamin and Coralee are reunited, and despite their upbringing, neither are able to deny what they had in their innocent youth, nor suppress the desire to rekindle it-maybe even into something more.The reunion forces the pair and those around them to examine the consequences of following the status quo versus following their hearts. Is friendship too high a price to pay to be Plumville? Is love? Will Benjamin and Coralee become who Plumville raised them to be, or who they were born to be?

     Okay, no man was ever going to control what she did, not ever again. Okay, no man was going to control her outside the bedroom. Not ever. The problem with Le Duc was the man just didn't listen. He was Dominique Nadir Amir Afshar de Choiseul, or duc de Choiseul. He didn’t just run a criminal empire older than most countries, he was an actual duke. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t impressed. Duchess explained over and over again that she wasn't getting married. Period. End of discussion. Just as soon as he stopped talking. And looking so edibly delicious. Maybe just a little taste… Ex: “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Nadir blinked. Damn, he hadn’t even noticed the vehicle had crawled to a stop. Right next to the object of his fascination. Not waiting for the driver to come around to open his door, he slid across the seat to exit closest to the tree. As soon as he was out of the car, he went straight for it, scanning the ground around the base, then the lower branches with no idea what he was looking for. Until he found it. Those were definitely rope burns on those bare, lower branches. Damn. “It’s a hanging tree.” Encountering a child was the last thing Nadir had expected, though he hadn’t really been sure what to expect. Not knowing what to say to the little person who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he said nothing as she continued. “Some say the ghosts of the poor fools hung on that tree haunt it, tied to its roots for eternity.” Wait, this little person couldn’t be more than five maybe. Should she know how to talk like that? “My daddy died on that tree.” What? She just stood there, a riot of midnight colored curls falling all around her face and over her shoulders, looking up at him as if what she just said was perfectly normal. In fact, she looked pleased with her tiny fists resting on her hips. With her chin up, her back straight she continued to stare even when he didn't reply. What could he possibly say? Her expression didn’t change as she waited him out. Nor did she stop staring at him directly in the eye as if she was his equal. No, as if she were above him, as regal as a queen in her frilly little dress and bare dirty feet. With skin the color of toasted caramel, the imp had eyes that were almost amethyst with spikes of marine blue. Those eyes carried wisdom a little girl shouldn’t have. Who was she? “My mama ain’t gonna marry you.” Giving him a sweeping look from head to foot she shook her head as if she felt sorry for him. Sorry for him. No one felt sorry for him. “You might as well just turn around and go home.” “Angel Flower! What have I told you about using proper grammar?” Nadir had no idea where the voice of the grown woman admonishing the little girl was coming from. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fascinating child in front of him who was currently rolling her eyes. “Pardon me. My mother isn’t going to marry, so I am afraid your trip to my house is a big, fat bust!” To emphasize her point, she raised her little chin even higher while also raising a brow as well as any fifty-year-old man. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside Nadir’s gut. It started out rusty, like an old pipe suddenly flooded with a rush a water after laying dry for about a decade. Soon peals of pure, unadulterated mirth filled his body, echoing across the courtyard.

    But it isn't a joke when I go to work for Sullivan Security, and especially when my old mentor and family friend General Young needs my help. It seems his daughter has caught the attention of someone who has been cyber stalking her. I take the job without a second thought, remembering the sweet, slightly nerdy preteen I met years ago.Only, she isn't a preteen anymore. She's beyond beautiful and brilliant. Another thing, geeky girls? They are sooo my thing. Not to mention, she has a wicked sense of humor, and while she seems sweet, she can cuss better than any Sullivan brother.But coming onto her while I'm on the job would be unprofessional and besides, her father might just kill me. And he can do it. I know his history and there's a reason he has enough medals on his chest to sink him to the bottom of the ocean.As the cyber stalker goes into overdrive, we begin to spend all of our time together, and while I said I would resist seducing her, I didn't say anything about not letting her seduce me.

    Even though he doesn’t mean for women to fall in love with him, Roman Harper has left a string of broken hearts in his wake. But after a lie tore his world apart eight years ago, Roman doesn’t let anyone get too close to him. Sex is sex and love is…completely out of the question. Using the past as motivation, Roman pours his heart out onto his canvas. His heartache inspires some of his best work. And at twenty-eight years old, his art is finally getting the recognition that he’s always desired. But when Roman wakes up on the morning after his successful event with no recollection of who left the cryptic message on his bathroom mirror, everything changes.

    Having to hide their affair, the young couple find solace in each other's arms away from the ugly reality of the world around them.One violent night led to everything crashing down around them, leading them down a path of chaos and hurt feelings.Fast forward five years later after an accidental – on purpose – meeting, hard to forget emotions are rekindled. Can Ethan and Rayn survive the secrets from the past exploding into their present to shadow their future?Contains adult content and violence.

     This was supposed to be temporary. I was supposed to deal for his illegal card games and get some quick cash. That was it. I wasn’t supposed to fall for him. Little by little, I see the monster grinning at me through the cracks in his pretty suit. He won't tell me what he does, and I'm not sure I want to know. The darkness in his eyes terrifies me. He's seduced me into his web of lies with his charm, and now I'm trapped in his life. He's taken control over me without me even realizing...or resisting. I'm in way over my head. He promised that nothing would ever happen to me. The Vittorio family wants me dead and there's only one person I can turn to. But what scares me is what I'll have to do. I'll need to become his.Author's Note: This is a dark romance novel, it contains themes of violence and mature situations that could make readers uncomfortable.