She wears long skirts that are sort of frumpy. Her bulky sweaters hide her shape, and her hair is always in a messy bun. Her tennis shoes are clunky and worn, and there are runs in her thick tights. Her dark-framed glasses hide some of her face...but not all of it. Because he's caught sight of those ice-blue eyes, and they've pierced him to his core. She walks by his office every day, and finally, he's had enough. Ash decides he's tired of waiting and it's time to collect what he's owed. She'll come with him because there's no other choice. She'll pay her daddy's debt any way Ash sees fit. Warning: Oh, honey, this is about to get filthy. If your delicate sensibilities can't handle the dirty, then step aside for those of us who can. It's quick, but it's just the right length if you know what I mean. *slow wink, elbow nudge, goofy snort*

    I saw her on the news one night and everything changed.Including me.She wants normal?I’ll give her that, even if I have to pretend.I’ll become the paper-pushing insurance salesman next door and earn her trust.Make her my wife.She’ll never find out she’s married to a hitman.She’ll never know I spend my days following her.Watching and listening.Obsessing over her happiness to the point of madness.She’ll never find out.Or will she?

    "I'm claiming you as mine, right here, right now." SILAS I want a wife who knows what it means to live off the grid, cook my food, and keep my bed warm. In exchange, I'll give her a lifetime of happiness in the form of my c*ck. But d*mn, Everly's more than I bargained for and I don't think she has any idea what it means to be mine. Hell, I wanted a wife, but I'm not sure I know how to live with a woman. EVERLY Did I expect to be a mail-order bride at twenty-two? No. But honestly, my life could be a helluva lot worse. The agency says this Alaskan mountain man is rich, hot as heck, and willing to pay off my student loans. I'm crossing my fingers he's everything I signed up for. But I may be a little over my head. Mostly because I'm marrying a stranger and also because I've never dated. Period. Clearly I have no clue how to be a wife ... but it's too late to back out now. *WARNING: This story features a mountain man who knows exactly what he wants. And how he wants it. Don't one-click if you want a tame mail order bride story ... this is a classic Frankie Love romance ... steamy as hell with a HEA.

    I’m constantly surrounded by people, but I’ve never felt more alone or out of place. Going home had been the plan until a historic snowfall down all air traffic.Well, not all of it. A handsome billionaire with a private plane can still fly, and when he asks me to accompany him for the holidays and pretend to be his fiancé, we strike a deal.They say Logan Duncan is hard, brooding, and seemingly cold. But with me, he manages to send hot tingles down my spine whenever he touches me and holds me close. He makes this all feel too real. The closer we get the more I see he’s never been loved. I make it my mission to show him the magic of Christmas.My holidays started out grounded, but now they’re soaring. The only problem is, what happens when I want this fake fiancé to be the real thing?

    Nolan sees Chloe through a window of a bakery in downtown Manhattan. At first sight, something about her calls to a piece of him he thought was lost. Without thinking, he begins watching her, and when the moment presents itself, he strikes, claiming Chloe for himself. For a man who is used to getting what he wants Nolan wont let anyone or anything stand in his way.

    A huge cat in the middle of the road. We swerved to avoid it and crashed into a snowy tree, ending our road trip early and stranding us far from the local town, in the middle of a snowstorm with another on the way. How can a pop star, her assistant, and her best friend survive in a snowy wilderness? Short answer is: they can’t.But then *he* came out of nowhere. The big guy with the gruff voice and the sharp eyes. The eyes that are always on me. I have to trust him, to accept his rescue of my friends and me, but the more I get to know Charles, the more I realize I need him. Maybe we landed at the lodge with these mysterious mountain men by accident, but Charles makes me believe it was good luck that brought us here.Even though he’s vague about his past, his kisses are certain, and his gentle touches become addictive. His love is all-consuming.But when an old threat follows us to the lodge, Charles reveals his particular set of skills, deadly ones. Can I accept the man who treats me so sweetly but can kill without a thought?*-*MINK's Note: Grab you a fluffy friend, and get comfy, for this tale of a man who knows his bride when he sees her.

    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.

    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.

    Right up until the day he noticed that his neighbor’s daughter had become the beautiful woman who was meant to be his. Since then, he waited not-so patiently for her to turn eighteen. He bided his time by watching over her. When he realized that all she wanted was a baby of her own, he was ready to give her more than just his love. He’d give her everything.

     He found her. He’s keeping her. No one, not even her, is going to keep him from doing just that.

     OTTO The world that was once known is gone. In its place is a society where the rich rule, and the female population are auctioned off to the highest bidder. I am more primitive than most, living off the grid and surviving on my own. I am a loner, a man who has needs and desires, and I am about to do something about it. I may not be wealthy enough to purchase a female for myself, but I’ll have one as mine regardless. And anyone who tries to stop me will see exactly the type of man I am, and the lengths I’ll go to claim a woman as my own. SANSA I lost the only two people I loved, my parent who hid me away from a barbaric society that wanted nothing more than to sell my body. Being alone was consuming, and I didn’t know how much more I could take. Then I found myself injured, on the verge of unconsciousness, and in the middle of nowhere. When I wake I’m in a strange cabin, and the man who is just feet from me looks at me as if he owns me. He’s big, strong and muscular, and seems more animal than human. And he’s told me I’m his now. Warning: This story is fast, hot, and leaves nothing to the imagination. It features an over-the-top, caveman alpha male who wants his heroine as only his, and nothing will stop him from making that happen. Oh, did I mention the hero and heroine are both virgins *wink*. Lock your bedroom door, because this is one story you’ll want to read alone.

    Whoops. It’s her wedding day. I’m not the groom. Oh, but I’m going to be… The world may call me a King and a gentleman, but there’s nothing gentle about me. I’ve fought like hell to get to where I am, and these rough hands want one thing and one thing only – to hold her and never let her go. She’s my obsession – my addiction. Blonde, blue-eyed, innocent and tempting, with lips that beg to be tasted and curves that were made to press against me. But a rival king – a cruel, evil piece of garbage – has stepped in to buy her hand and her innocence with the promise of paying off her parents’ debts. He thinks that makes her his, but he’s about to learn how wrong he is. You see, the rumors about my royal staff and crown jewels aren’t tall tales. She deserves a real man. A better man. King Milton just isn’t the right fit for her. …Oh, but I am. And I’m going to “fit” with her so well that she’ll be moaning for more. I’m a king, after all. And kings take what they want. And tonight? I’m taking her. I’ll do anything to make her my queen. …Even if I have to steal her. Grab those tiaras and hold on to your jewels! One totally obsessed, totally big alpha King, one smart, sassy, stolen bride, and enough insta-love, kindle-melting steam, and sugary-sweetness to knock you right out of your throne. This book is utterly over-the-top fantasy with pretty much zero grounding in reality. You’ve been warned ;). As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. This is a novella-length book of approximately 100 pages, though the page-count below and on your e-reader may show differently. For a limited time, this new release edition contains additional content for further reader enjoyment, as a thank you for your support.

    Growing the world's rarest and most coveted roses is this mountain man's obsession until he walks into her flower shop and his new obsession takes over. There's just one thing holding him back from staking his claim that ring on her finger. Rose Everhart spends her days arranging flowers. On this Valentine’s Day, she lets it slip that although she's send out thousands of arrangements to other lucky recipients, she's never been the receiver of flowers herself. What she doesn't know, is wearing her grandmother's scratched and worn rose gold wedding band has kept the hulky flannel wearing rose grower that's filled her fantasies for months at a distance for too long. Will these two unlucky at love introverts finally discover what it's like to discover your one and only? Only, will someone from Rose's past force her to retreat back into her solitary world just as she's beginning to understand the power of true love? Author's Note: This indulgent treat smells like roses and tastes like chocolate. Well, maybe not really. But if you like happily ever after and believe in love at first sight this sweet, filthy treat is just for you. Always safe, always smutty and utterly swoon worthy.

     His late night antics keep her up all hours, with every knock and bang made worse by their shared bedroom wall. When Paige finally bumps into the noisy night owl, she's determined to give him a piece of her mind, even if his broad shoulders and rogue grin leave her hot under the collar.Stone Garrett is obsessed by the beauty next door, her smart mouth and dangerous curves driving him to distraction. She's way out of his league but he's hellbent on proving he can be everything she needs and more. Passions boil over after another late night exchange ends with Stone's hand down his pretty new neighbor's impossibly short sleep shorts. But does love exist beyond their shared bedroom wall? Or are they destined to only be an unforgettable one-night stand?Warning: Heavy duty pickup trucks, chiseled, sun-kissed abs, and dusty jeans that hang just perfectly off the hips...Under Construction is a panty-melting ride through a sexy construction zone. 100% SAFE, sugary-sweet double epilogues, and a chuckle or two along the way... You'll never look at a man in a hard hat the same again! Enjoy! xo

    Flirting with him and trying to get in his pants the night of my 21st birthday party was definitely worse. But can you blame me? I hadn't seen the guy in years and he comes back looking hotter than ever. Our fling shouldn't have even begun but now that it has, I don't want it to stop. I'm crazy for this guy—and he's obsessed with me. Too bad my father will kill him if he finds out. So we can't tell him. We just have to keep it secret. Right? That might have worked... until he got me pregnant. How can we keep what we've done a secret? And what if he doesn't want us to?