After all I've accomplished, coaching high school football should be easy...but when you've got a distraction in the form of a nerdy girl with curves, things can get complicated.She's a student, she's barely legal, and she's my best friend’s daughter. I didn't know what desire was until Megan. I had no idea obsession could drive someone insane, until I saw her. I wasn't prepared for the fact that once I laid eyes on Megan my life would really begin.I have to have her, no matter what the cost. I have to breed her and bind her to me so tightly she can't ever getaway. She'll be mine, even if I have to take her.Warning: this book is ridiculous, over the top, completely unbelievable, and pretty much just about breeding the heroine. If you're okay with that, welcome to my dirty, dirty book! Just remember, I warned you.

    Together, they heat up the track with longing and desire. Everything about their chemistry is wrong.So why does it feel so right?She’s a hurdle in his way and, dear God does he want to jump her.Will she be worth the risk or will he fall flat on his face?***The characters in this book are of legal age.***

    Now I'm competing on a world stage for a gold medal. But when we arrive in Tokyo, my technique is off. I'm restless, aching—and I can't pinpoint why. But Everett knows exactly what I need to get my concentration back. Now he's coaching me in a whole new way, revealing an obsession with me that has been simmering under the surface for years, preparing to boil...

    The way his intense gaze tracks her across a room leaves tingles erupting in places they've never erupted before, so now she's determined to avoid another dance with the devil…no matter how hot under the witch's hat he makes her. Until Halloween weekend. Asher is a man laser-focused on his goals, and since the night they shared a single kiss at his brother's wedding, his goal has been singular: sweeping little Leigh Everett off her feet. But with an age difference wider than the Great Wall of China and his brother's overbearing gaze always watching, Leigh might as well have a “do not touch” sign hanging around her neck. And then that wicked little witch costume happened… Warning: This forbidden romp in the pumpkin patch is so sugary sweet it will leave you with a cavity. Simmering with pumpkin and spice and everything nice, Asher and his spirited sweetheart may be leaving this Halloween party with tricks, treats, and white picket fences.

    Dominant, alpha, and completely freaking gorgeous.I know he looks at me, even if he sees me as forbidden fruit—tempting, off-limits jailbait. But I’ve been obsessed with him for way, way too long, which is why I purposefully got myself thrown into his infamous “midnight detention” on the eve of my eighteenth birthday.Just the two of us, alone, watching the clock tick down.Yesterday, this would be illegal. Today, it’s just plain wrong. Wrong, sick, morally reprehensible, and achingly hot.This could ruin him, and put a scarlet letter on my back for the rest of high school. But once I feel those big hands on me, and once I get a taste of his perfect, forbidden mouth, and once he shows me things I’ve only ever dreamed about, imagining him, I know there’s no going back.I know I should say no, but that’s a little hard to do when his mouth and hands and…well, other things are only making me scream “yes, professor”…---Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers.Hot, wild, and insta-love galore, with an utterly obsessed alpha hero and an untouched, very, very off-limits heroine. If you love over-the-top, slightly unrealistic, and wildly dirty stories, this one’s for you! As with all my books, this steamy novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

    Years of pain and determination make her one of the best. Olympic glory is the ultimate goal, and she'll do anything to achieve it. Even if that means leaving home to attend World Cup Academy of Gymnastics, a training center that serves one purpose—producing champions. Perfection, precision, and dedication are required of his athletes. When two time Olympian Konstantin Kournakova is persuaded into training the young hopeful, he immediately regrets it. She doesn't come close to his high standards. As the relentless pursuit of her dream keeps her striving, a passion is ignited within him.Kova's power and domination, coupled with Adrianna's fierce tenacity, reveal there is more for her body to learn. Every interaction can be misconstrued, but there’s no mistaking the darkening of his gaze, the lingering of his touch, or the illicit image of his bare skin pressed against hers. Integrity is on the line. One toe off the beam and their forbidden desires could ruin everything they’ve worked for, throwing it all off balance. WARNING: This novel contains explicit content.

    He wanted to own me. I just wanted to be his. JACKSON I wanted Megan from the moment I first saw her, and nothing would keep me from her. I could have been called a bastard for knowing her father would fail in paying me for a mutual business agreement, for knowing I would take Megan as payment. But she was mine and in my world, when I wanted something, I took it. And I wanted her. She was bought and paid for, collateral damage when her father failed to uphold his end of the deal. They all think it’s only for a week. They’re wrong. I’m keeping her. MEGAN My father couldn't fulfill a debt to Jackson King, but Jackson didn't seem to mind, not when he got me as his payment. Having been attracted to the brutal businessman for years, I couldn't help but feel arousal and trepidation at what he had planned. He wanted me for a week, to do with as he pleased. He wanted my virginity. But I knew this was more than just repaying a debt. This was about Jackson wanting to own me, not just my body, but every part of who I was. And the depraved part about it all was the fact that I wanted to give everything to him. I wanted to be his. WARNING: This is a fast and hard ride, featuring an over-the-top Alpha who fights dirty and plays dirtier. It’s a safe read, but it’s short, filthy and so hot you might need a nice, big, long, cool… drink to get you through to the happy ending.

    An artist. A visionary. A creator. If ever a perfect man existed, it would be him. The only problem is… that perfect man? He’s also my professor. *I came here to teach. To absolve myself from the guilt of my past by doing good for others. That plan has worked out just fine.Until her. Chloe Abernathy. Because when I see the shy dancer in the back of my classroom, the man in me wants nothing more to corrupt her.

    After his abusive old man kicked the bucket, King took the family fortune and built a haven for women and children who needed protection. He has one rule and that is the women decide when they get to leave. When Hayden shows up, all his self-discipline goes out the window. He’s ready to risk it all to keep her…even against her will.  Hayden came to find her sister—not a man—but one look at King has all her female parts kicking into high gear. He’s autocratic and demanding and everything she shouldn’t like but she can’t help being attracted to the soft heart he keeps hidden. She should run away but every moment she spends with him has her wishing that her home could be the King’s Castle.

    Read at your own risk You do not say no to Graham Savage, because Graham Savage doesn’t ask. Just like his name suggests, he takes, and right now, he believes I’m his. He is a cold, calculated, ruthless, formidable Irish mobster, and... my step-dad. Regardless of the fact that it's nothing more than a business transaction, he's technically married to my mom. Even still, I find myself scared to be caught, yet even more terrified of being cut loose. They say love is like a butterfly…well, we are about to prove to the world that it’s also like a punch in the face. Sometimes inevitable…and always painful.

    The smell. The spice in my latte. The pie that’s synonymous with my favorite holiday. Thanksgiving holds memories of family and togetherness. So when a storm cancels my travel plans, my roommate takes pity on me and I find myself sharing the holiday across the table from my greatest crush—her older brother. Finlay Ross. He was a senior in high school when I was still in pig tails. Popular, the star quarterback, he was the first boy I got a stomach flip over, and the only guy I’ve ever wanted. Pity a curvy girl like me would never be on his radar. He probably doesn’t even know I exist. So why does he keep looking at me like he’s starving and I’m the feast? This could turn out to be a thanksgiving I’ll never forget. Warning: this quick read contains over-the-top declarations, insta-love and molten hot moments between a curvy girl and a dirty-talking alpha who wants nothing more than a sweet little piece of pumpkin pie. Each Megan Wade story carries her 'Sugar Promise' of Over the Top Romance, Alpha Heroes, Curvy Heroines, Low Drama, High Heat and a Guaranteed Happily Ever After. What could be better than that?

    Everything about her says 'mine' and I'm a man who never fails to get what he wants. First I need to get rid of the goon who is trying to harass her, and then I can show her what a real man looks like...The minute she turns her big blue eyes on me I'm lost. That beautiful body was made to be mine, and I will fight anyone who stands in my way... even if I am supposed to be keeping out of trouble.I'm supposed to be having a restful holiday at my best friend's beach house, enjoying the sun, sand and sea. But now that I've seen her rest is the last thing on my mind.By the time I find out who she is, it's already too late.She's my best friend's daughter...*4th of July With Dad's Best Friend is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    Defy is a prequel to Vicious (Sinners of Saint #1). It is recommended, but unnecessary, to read Defy before reading Vicious.First included in Hot for Teacher Anthology: 19 Stories Filled with Lust and Love.My name is Melody Greene, and I have a confession to make.I slept with my student, a senior in high school.Multiple times.I had multiple orgasms.In multiple positions.I slept with my student and I enjoyed it.I slept with my student and I’d do it all over again if I could turn back time.My name is Melody Greene, and I got kicked out of my position as a teacher and did my walk of shame a la Cersei Lannister from the principal’s office, minutes after said principal threatened to call the cops on me.My name is Melody Greene, and I did something bad because it made me feel good.Here is why it was totally worth it.

    But when everyone kept saying that Loche Johnson has literally THE biggest... well, "Johnson" of any professor at our college, that he used to do porn and there's a birthmark on his hip that proved it, I got skeptical. My friends pressed me to ask him. So I sacked up and did. The rumors are true—porn star Johnson is real. I was just supposed to look, but then he gave me his infuriatingly cocky smirk and said that girls like me couldn't handle guys like him. Girls like ME? We shouldn't have slept together. And it should NOT have been amazing. Now he keeps teasing me—in class, on campus, like he doesn't care if we get found out. If anyone learns we hooked up, I'll lose my scholarship. I'll lose everything I worked so hard for. I won the dare. I'm not sure it was worth it.

    I saw her and wanted her innocence as my own, to mark her so every other man knew she belonged to me. And even though I knew better than to go after her, I wouldn’t stay away. I couldn’t. She’d be mine no matter what. Screw the repercussions it might have. Forget the fact I would be corrupting her. Poppy was all I wanted. I was never a patient man when it came to the things I desired. And Poppy was at the top of that list. POPPY I saw the way Jakob looked at me: possessive, needy, territorial. I wanted to be his despite the fact we’d never spoken. He was older than me, had a job that only real men can handle, and still, I longed to see him every day when I went to the mines. I knew that one of these days I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from making it known that he was all I wanted. I was nervous, innocent in all the ways that count to a man like Jakob. But for him—with him—I wanted to try it all. I wanted to experience what it’s like to get really dirty. Warning: This is super short, fast, and right to the point. You won’t get any drama here. It’s filthy and hot and leaves nothing to the imagination, but then again, you wouldn’t be here if you wanted it long and drawn out. *wink*