And he doesn’t even know it. Jessa The only good thing that’s ever come from knowing Cole Frost is my two-year-old daughter, Lucy. She doesn’t even know he exists. And I intend to keep it that way. Cole was never the nice sweet guy like the ones I knew in high school. He was a man who took the reins, and he steered me into pure ecstasy. I’d never known real pleasure in my life until Cole touched me down there with his mouth. And then he left, shattering my heart into a million pieces. He left me pregnant, but I never told him. Now he’s back in town, those blue eyes and big hands sending all kinds of dirty thoughts racing through my mind. But nothing’s changed. He’s still arrogant, cocky, and condescending, the billions he’s earned making him even more of a bastard than he already was. I can’t let him in. Because this time he won’t just break my heart. He’ll break Lucy’s as well… Cole I always worried I was too rough with her. A sexual deviant, devouring her body. She’s better than that—sweeter. She needs someone who will be gentle with her, go slow, treat her carefully. Not some bastard like me who cut and run at the first sign of any real emotion. But I’m back anyway. I’ve been a man starving these last three years not having her in my life, not seeing her beautiful face or hearing her sweet voice. Instead of killing me, though, it’s made me work so much harder. Jessa has been my driving force all along. I knew it would be hard seeing her but I didn’t think it’d turn my mind upside down. First glance at her in that white tank top she was wearing and I knew without a hint of hesitation that I wanted her. Her curves were really testing the strength of the fabric, and all I wanted to do was pull her aside and close my mouth around her. But she was so cold to me that maybe…. No. I know Jessa hasn’t forgotten me. She’s pissed, I get that. But I’ll convince her that we can still be together. Even if I have to play dirty to do it. The Billionaire’s Baby is a standalone second chance secret baby romance with a guaranteed HEA.

    She’s his entire world and sometimes he’s a little too obsessed with his wife. So when he discovers their marriage license has been deleted from the state’s records, he loses his mind. Someone in their lives is trying to sabotage his relationship with his one and only, and he’ll burn down the city to find out who it is. The only good thing about it is that now he can give his wife the wedding of her dreams. Blakely loves her husband and everything about their lives. The one thing she can’t seem to make work is her relationship with her father and her stepmother. She tries her best but it’s not good enough, and when they find out that her marriage to Daniel is invalid they jump at the chance for her to finally be rid of him. If there’s one thing she won’t do, it’s giving up the man who worships the ground she walks on. She’ll marry him all over again, but will they support her decision? Warning: Look, it’s Christmas, so we went full-on cheese-fest. This hero is hands down one of the craziest we’ve ever written and he’s so obsessed it’s scary. But during the most wonderful time of the year, isn’t that just perfect? Light up a yule log and cuddle up with this precious quickie!

    Maybe you clear your browser history religiously. Maybe you pretend to be aghast whenever someone even mentions the word porn in your presence.But the truth is that you do know me.Everybody knows Logan O'Toole, world famous porn star.Except then Devi Dare pops into my world, and pretty soon I'm doing things that aren't like me--like texting her with flirty banter and creating an entire web porn series just so I can get to star in her bed. Again. And again.With Devi, my entire universe shifts, and the more time I spend with her, the more I realize that Logan O'Toole isn't the guy I thought he was.So maybe I'm not the guy you thought I was either.

    Those hands dismantled my defences one by one.He knocked me off my feet and scooped me up in his arms.One bulging bicep hooked under my knees. The other arm strapped around my back. But I wake up alone and sore in Malcolm Malloy’s luxury bedroom.He doesn’t call or anything.Is he planning on firing me this morning?What could he possibly see in me? He’s my boss, after all.He had his way with me, all right. He had me every which way, all night long. He’s a stud, a master. He owns me, body and soul. He has me, and now I want him to follow his monster craving to its limit.

    Liv-I came to Sunnyville broken, battered, and bloody.I was saved, rescued by an angel wearing a badge and from that point on, I wanted to be just like him.Flash forward two years and I finally have my opportunity.But then Topher Harding asks me out on a date.He’s sexy, he has dimples, and he’s a cop.One date turns into five turns into me thinking this guy might be my forever.Unfortunately, things don’t always go to plan.This is my life and I refuse to let anyone, or anything stand in my way.Especially a sexy, dimpled cop who thinks I need a hero.Topher-From the second the new dispatcher walked into the station, I wanted her.She’s smart, quick thinking, and on a scale of one to ten, her body is a fifteen.For the first time in my life, I want to stop adding notches to my bedpost and buy a new bed.One I can share with Liv for the rest of my life.After everything she has been through, I need is make sure nothing and no one can touch her again.Then I find out she’s been keeping a secret that I can’t get over.So, I let her walk out of my life.Now she’s back with a shiny new badge of her own.And being the department’s Field Training Officer, she’s put under my wing.She still doesn’t need a hero.But she does need me.And I’ll prove it to her.

     Between her waitressing job, volunteer work, and college classes, there are never enough hours in Maggie Reilly’s day. Especially not for a relationship. Luckily, she’s got the perfect arrangement: a lover she meets three or four times a year. But when she shows up at the hotel expecting to hop into bed with one man, she accidentally ends up with another—Ben Barrett, Hollywood’s most notorious bad boy. Ben, determined to lay low after another scandal, just wants some much-needed sleep. What he gets is a scorching make-out session with a gorgeous, naked redhead. He won’t accept her apology, but what he will accept is a place to hide out…and if there’s some hot, no-strings sex involved, why the heck not? But Ben soon discovers that one week with his sassy, bed-hopping waitress is definitely not enough. He wants more. A lot more. Now he needs to convince relationship-averse Maggie that a bad boy might be oh so good for her—and the best thing that’s ever happened to both of them. * Previously published in 2008, Bad Apple (formerly Midnight Encounters) features almost entirely new content, including a point-of-view switch. Enjoy this new version of an old favorite!

    Both Mr. Wrong when I'm looking for my Mr. Right. Blake and Declan. My new bosses. Super-hot but like night and day. One dirty and kinky... a playboy The other, deep, dark and brooding They make me want things I've never wanted before.They make me want THEM. And, when I discover their deepest secret,I can't help thinking... Maybe two Mr. Wrongs CAN make it right... A contemporary menage romance with plenty of heat and heart, Their Virgin PA is fun but emotional... and packed with steamy scenes that will leave readers gasping. An incredible three-way love story from award-winning author SC Daiko!

    A one-hour-stand before my mother's wedding reception? Perfect. Georgia: I may have been born a romantic, but I've grown jaded about love. Being practically disowned by one's father will do that to a girl. Now all I want is solitude and the occasional anonymous pick-up. Occasional? Okay, so I haven't managed that yet. Daddy Dearest’s wedding seems like a great place to start.

    . . and Dmitri Pratt wants nothing more than to fulfill them. Once inside the elite Club Sin in Las Vegas, Presley is nervous but excited—and determined to surrender to her every desire. Dmitri is her Master, and his touch is like fire. With each careful, calculated caress, he unleashes her wildest inhibitions, giving her unimagined pleasure. Presley is different than the other submissives Dmitri has mastered. The BDSM lifestyle is new to her, and so are the games they play at Club Sin. From the start, Presley stirs emotions in him far beyond the raw purity between a dom and the perfect sub. For the ecstasy they share goes beyond the dungeon igniting a passion that claims the very depths of the heart.

    Now he's back in town for my big brother's wedding. And we're stuck in this chapel together. Still the same ol' Carter. Cool with a capital "C". Enough swagger to charm the panties off every cheerleader. Well, my panties aren't going anywhere. What he did to me was unforgivable. Or so I thought. He's still my enemy. But maybe we can be... frenemies?

    A fairy tale that had girls pretending they were the fairest, the most beautiful, and the most entitled. A fairy tale most couldn’t grow out of turned my haunted childhood memories into a living nightmare. Girls who grew up believing that pile of garbage became the meanest of all ‘mean girls.’And those mean girls were right – it was a line meant for all the beautiful people in the world – and I knew the answer would never be me.The women with long legs, flat stomachs, and perfect chests.The type of women Kane Masters gravitated toward.Well, that’s definitely not Willow Tate.No. That will never be me.Because I’m completely imperfect.And … I hate myself.I have no idea what Kane could possibly see in someone like me when he could have them.

    We have a duty to protect our families at all costs. A mission to ensure absolute loyalty within our ranks. In the underworld, the only laws that matter are our own. And those who betray them never live long to regret it. This collection from romance’s hottest authors will take you to places without rules. To places without laws. To places where brute strength is the only power that matters. Brute strength…and lust. With breathtaking action, and romances that defy everything, rules won’t get in the way of protecting what’s ours… You’ll easily get swept away in our City of Sin

    The baddest boy in town. Not my town, but the land of Hollywood. A place where dreams come true, or—become your nightmare. I was stuck somewhere in the middle. After losing her job and forced to provide for her sick mother, Milana is offered the role of a lifetime—PA to the famous Emerson Chase—and dives head first into the world of the Rich… Wesley Rich. A self-proclaimed bad boy. The ultimate heartbreaker, and—he’s Emerson’s ex-fiancé. A lethal mix that Milana should stay away from. Driven by sex, jealously and mind games, they form an obsessive love. But everyone knows bad boys don’t play nice. They play rough. They get dirty. And they’ll break you in the worst possible way.

    But she’s never met a man like Jack Cole before. A self-proclaimed dominant, he’s as alpha as a male can get—and good for Morgan to have around when an obsessed stalker ratchets up his attempts to get to her.Until he made her beg for it.Though Jack is a bodyguard, Morgan feels anything but safe in his presence because, slowly and seductively, Jack is bringing her deepest fantasies to the surface. And when he bends her to his will, what’s more shocking than her surrender is how much she enjoys it—and starts to crave his masterful touch. A willing player in Jack’s games, Morgan knows that his motives aren’t pure, but she has no idea how personal they are…

    Oops. But I didn't know that the night I met Campbell. All I knew was he played my body the same way he played a guitar — like he owned it. My libido is still high-fiving me after being self-served for too many years, and we’re both ready for another night or two of fun, especially since we don’t just have chemistry in bed — we connect over everything. That is, until I learn he’s the man who’ll be coming to my house twice a week to teach my son — the best music lessons money can buy. Time to turn down the volume on our shenanigans. Only that’s easier said than done. *** I can rock a guitar solo in front of thousands, I can write chart-topping tunes, and I can absolutely stop thinking about my student’s mother naked. After all, I’m a single parent too, and I know what it’s like to put your kid first. That’s what I do every damn day. Trouble is, now that I’ve had Mackenzie, it’s hard — and I do mean hard — to stop wanting her. Harder too when I get to know her, and learn she’s an awesome mom, a great friend, and, oh yeah, she happens to get along perfectly with my daughter. All we have to do is set some rules. No dating, no nookie when the kids are around, and no one gets hurt. It’s all working out beautifully. Until we start breaking the rules, one by one. Making music with her in the bedroom is easy. But will we be more than just a real good time when the music stops?