As the top lieutenant and best friend to the head of the Moretti family, he thought he knew everything about the man he considered a brother—but he was so very wrong. Still reeling from that blow, he discovers that not only did the woman he loves know before him, but she also has secrets of her own—ones that could well get her killed. His thirst for revenge is almost overwhelming—yet so is his love for Minka Gavino. A relationship with someone from another mafia family would be complicated on a good day, but is it even worth fighting for now? Once the trust is gone, can it ever be rebuilt? Or, will he walk away from the only life he’s ever known and the only woman he’s ever loved?

    As an assistant, I know I have limited qualifications, but I am loyal and have been an assistant here for almost five years.
I apologize for the initial meeting where I was late in picking you up from the airport, spilled coffee on you, and introduced you incorrectly, among other things. I know I did not make a great first impression, but I need this job. No one should still be an assistant when entering their thirties.
I have attached my résumé. I'm sorry for taking up so much of your valuable time.
Thank you for your consideration,
Olive Porter
P.S. I'm sorry for kissing you on the lips. I really was trying to kiss you on the cheek. I was told you were European, so I was trying to make you comfortable. I was clearly wrong about both.SAVAGE LOVEI hate him.He's made my life a living hell every day since we were five years old. We've been enemies since the day he cut off my pigtails in first grade and I retaliated by drawing on his face with a sharpie.Our hate of each other grew stronger as we got older. We grew more savage in the way we dealt with each other. We broke bones in fights, sabotaged each other's dates, and ruined any chance each other had at happiness.We went our separate ways after college. I never thought I'd have to deal with that asshole again.But I'm out of a job, so when the opportunity to compete for one of the highest profile PR jobs presented itself, I jumped at the chance. Even if it means I'll have to compete with Carter for the job. I'll be more than happy to crush him on the way to my dream job. I'm willing to do anything, savage things, to ensure I win.There's just one problem. I forgot how much my body betrays me every time I see Carter. Because despite all the horrible things he's done, it doesn't stop me from wanting to do naughty, unthinkable things with him. Will my savage heart be enough to resist his charms?FINDING PERFECTI want the perfect man, and Ace Knight isn’t him. He’s a foul-mouthed, pothead, tattooed bastard. He may have saved my life, but he also cost me my nursing career with one smug kiss. Now I’m broke, homeless, and jobless. I wanted a man in a suit. Tall, dark, and handsome. Not broken, cursing, and cynical. Knight thinks I’m the perfect woman for him.Perfect to help him keep his ex-wife from inheriting his millions. I can’t refuse his offer. I need the money.But what if he expects me to…sleep with him. I can’t…I won’t…until he smirks and then I’m toast. I think I need a new plan. Bad boy + flawed girl does not equal perfect.This collection includes 3 standalone romances: Not Sorry, Savage Love, & Finding Perfect.

     That’s not the kind of headline I’d ever expect to read, especially about my own life. But a chance meeting at a hotel with Noah Forte, America’s favorite super hero, leads to a night of passion. One and done, was how I planned it. Just one crazy night outside of my boring routine and then back to my regular life. But life is more than a headline, after all. And sometimes life takes you in directions you never imagined in your wildest dreams. Twelve of your favourite Flirt Club authors bring you the May Flowers Series. Sexy stories filled with filthy talking heroes and beautiful women with steamy scenes to curl your toes, enjoy the entire bouquet!

    And my merry-go-round is so far in debt it doesn’t spin anymore. I’m never getting out.But I don’t need money for frivolous things. I need it for my daughter and time is running out.So when Colton Ash tells me he wants an exclusive contract with me, I agree to things I never thought I would.Until you’re in my shoes, Judge Me Not.(Judge Me Not is a standalone, steamy, all the feels Christmas novella (approx. 30k words). No cliffhangers with a feel-good HEA.)

    - Mark 7:20-23The streets of Boston are running red with blood.It isn’t the first time, either.Forget the history of this city; it’s what happened nearly nine-years-ago that continues to haunt us all.Especially me.They say obsessions can destroy you.Well, I’m here to tell you that’s a fact.A serial killer played games with us once, leaving our heads spinning.I chased them down, threw my whole life into chaos. From the very first kill, I was there.Watching.Analyzing.Losing myself.My career nearly ended before it ever began.Then, suddenly, the killer vanished. Gone into the shadows. Never to be heard from again.Until now.They’re back, fiercer and bolder than ever. An obsession reawakened that threatens my sanity and leads me towards a collision with a new fixation.One more dangerous.One much more vile.She’s everything my religion warns man to stay away from—the quintessential temptress sent to ruin our lives.I thought the case would be what ended me.Turns out, I’d sell my soul for just another taste of her.Disclaimer: The St. Cecilia Slayings series a series of 6 short novelettes, roughly 25,000 words each, that are being released one month apart.

    Years had passed, and I no longer cared about anything -- except for the money that would find its way into my bank account. The crosshairs settled on her body -- a body I once knew intimately -- and I felt nothing. I took up the slack on the trigger. Memories counted as nothing, as less than nothing. Three steps to the mark, two steps, one step.... I couldn't do it. My finger refused to pull the trigger.I needed to know more. Why was she on my list? What I didn't know was that she held a secret, one that would turn my world upside down. I have to know why she didn't tell me -- even if it means that the next hit is on me.Note: This is a full-length novel with no cliffhangers and a HEA. Also included is a second full length novel Obsessed.

    During the day it’s mud and grime on the construction site. At night…it’s the blood I spill. A drug lord’s enforcer does what needs to be done. It’s my obedience, my loyalty to the boss that keeps my family alive. I know I’m teetering on the edge. I’m losing my humanity, I can feel it. It’s changing me, and it’s only a matter of time before the darkness takes over.Then I meet her. Liv. The only person who sees past my busted knuckles and brutal exterior. She sees…me. But being with me will get her killed. The only way I can keep her safe is by staying away. Until her own actions catapult her into the center of my world—a world which will swallow her whole. Now I’m forced to be the ruthless bastard I’ve been for so long. Only this time it’s not to destroy…but to defend.

    I share their bloodline. They just don’t know it yet. In time, they will. My goals were clear: punish those who have wronged me while protecting Liliana Brambilla, my mentor’s granddaughter. Then everything changed when we came face-to-face, and I knew I would never walk away. She thinks I’m her enemy. The truth is, I’m her savior.

    Isla Chambers was a blinding vision wrapped in Kevlar and topped in a baseball cap with FBI stitched on it.With the sexy Isla working by my side, I gladly offered my assistance as the FBI’s only tether in uncovering this operation.Besides, this could launch my career even further so refusing wasn’t an option.The risk seemed small … or so I thought.Not only did it expose Isla to danger, it also placed a huge target on my back.It wasn’t long before I was drowning in unimaginable darkness.How could a world so cruel and inhumane exist?Days and nights merged until I was nothing but broken fragments.The beautiful face that had brought me so much joy, was stolen from memory as I surrendered to the blackness now ruling my soul. That carefree, innocent young man was beaten out of existence. In his place, only an empty shell remained.Until the day Isla walked back into my crumbling reality. Was I too lost for that dream to live on?If she still wanted me, I knew one thing.I wasn’t worthy of her purity anymore.

    Just when everything was falling apart and seemed hopeless, she meets Jack. He put the phrase, tall, dark and handsome to shame. Not only is he the hottest man she had ever laid eyes on, but he’s offering her a job at his nightclub. Only catch, it’s a gentleman’s club, AKA strip club. An easy mistake, right? She will have to find a way to overcome the humiliation of dancing on stage and stop lusting over her new boss, all in order to keep her apartment. But she couldn’t help feeling that behind this quiet, sexy man, was someone with dark secrets. Secrets that could possibly put her in danger. This book is a standalone with some trigger warnings

     My step-mother was after the family fortune. But she’s different. Her blue eyes and those cute freckles have me dying for her. This is about to get hot, crazy, and a whole lot messier. Especially when I discover her… little secret.

    She was distracting me at work, demanding I tell her all about the sexy-as-sin head-chef I was working for. I sent her a message declaring he looked “gorgeous enough to lick from top to bottom.”Then I set my phone on the counter.Then my boss picked it up.Then he read the screen… and I knew I was screwed.It’s bad enough having a crush on your boss. What am I supposed to do with him flirting heavily with me as we squeeze together in a hot kitchen, spending hours side by side?Never sleep with your boss. It’s the main rule.What happens when we break it?

     Colt was my secret crush. I was trying to get back at my ex. Pregnant and scared, I ran away. Six years later, I’m desperate for a job and Colt is the CEO. Passion sparks between us again. I can’t tell him my secret. Our son, sick, is in need of a transplant. Why do I run to Colt? Why is he the only one who can comfort me and make me weak with desire? He won’t let me go, no matter how I try to stay away. Colt’s tongue is hot in my mouth, his hands all over me When I get the emergency call about my son, our son. Do I tell Colt my secret just when I might lose everything? If you’re anything like me, you like a little escape from reality. So jump into the pages and take a little trip to naughty town with me! You’ll get to meet feisty heroines and the super sexy alpha males that adore them. The chemistry might melt your Kindle, but the guaranteed HEA will melt your heart.

    But had I known the mysterious billionaire was Cameron “The Panty King” Mitchell, I would’ve let the koi turn his bits into fish sticks. Instead, I did the worst thing that a modest, career-oriented virgin could’ve done. I tumbled into that pond head-over-heels after him. Apparently, I make terrible decisions with wet panties. That’s why I’ve ensured the office remains a battleground and not a makeshift bedroom. Cameron thinks he can take over my father’s company because no one has ever told the titan of industry no. Well, defying Cameron is much safer than desiring him.So, if he wants coffee, he can pour it himself. If he needs a report—he can fetch the paper airplane from the roof. But if he thinks he can take me for a lover?I’ll become his greatest enemy.I just have one question…Do the two pink lines on the test always mean that I’m pregnant? ***The Boss and the Brat is a laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from Wall-Street Journal Bestselling Author Sosie Frost. This BWWM billionaire, enemies-to-lovers romance is 100% safe, contains no cheating or cliffhangers, and is guaranteed a heart-warming Happily Ever After.

    I actually hadn’t met her, just saw her. It was more like she hated everything I stood for and showed me her opinion with an airborne cream pie. Yes, she smacked me front and center on my face. The second time I saw Evie, I didn’t realize she was the cream-pie-throwing bandit, and she took my breath away in a flowing red gown at a gala. Of course I couldn’t resist her looks, so I asked her to dance. She called me a schmuck and stalked off. My own Cinderella ran away from me. I shouldn’t have chased her down. We were all wrong for each other. But her fire red hair and feisty personality reeled me in, and I was hooked. Chicago’s most renowned playboy was finally falling head over loafers. At least it felt that way because she was like no other woman I’d met before... Evie was special...Problem was I had trust issues when it came to women. Freud would’ve probably said it was my mother’s doing. Somehow Evie made me believe in her... trust her...Big damn mistake!One I hope I won’t live to regret...But then again how could someone so wrong for me turn out to be so damn perfect?