Yeah.Once upon a time.Isn’t that how all good fairy tales start? And Maximo and I, we were definitely a fairy tale.Not the cleaned-up, sanitized ones where life’s problems were solved with a smile and a song. We were the old-school kind. The twisted tales packed with murder, violence, and tragic beginnings.Okay, so maybe we weren’t a traditional fairy tale. After all, Maximo was more villain than prince. He was scarily sexy. Devilishly charming. Controlling, possessive, and dangerous.Especially when it came to me. His little dove.And heaven help anyone who tried to free me from my gilded cage.Warning: Recommended for readers 18+. This book features graphic language, sex, violence, and a Daddy obsessed with his little dove. If this doesn't sound like your kind of fairy tale, this may not be the book for you.

    I didn’t know his name or where he was from. All I knew was that the only place I’d ever felt safe was in his arms. But safety is an illusion. And not every savior is a hero. And—as I’d soon find out—having an alpha save your life comes with a price. Liam Black wanted something from me in return.

    Keep your socks dry.2. Don't eat expired tuna. Seriously.3. Grab the baddest scariest guy you see and don't let go.4. Do whatever he says (you might just like it).5. Don't fall in love. They say romance died when society collapsed.They were right.It's brutal out here.My last date had no teeth.He took me to the Great Tire Fire and roasted a rat on a stick.I was convinced I was going to die alone at the tender old age of twenty-two until I saw Max.He was wearing a freaking skull on his head.It was terror at first sight.But like bacteria on wet socks, Max will grow on you.And this obsessive alpha might just give me the best happy ending you can get in this nightmarish hellscape. The Ravagers were formed to kill all the zombies. Now that the zombies are long gone, who's left to take out the Ravagers? They're cruel, barbaric men who raid and steal from the ordinary people trying to make a life after the carnage. When Marley gets stolen on a raid, she's expecting the worst, but she gets the best—she gets Max. Insta-love at its finest in a SAFE read with no cheating and a HEA guaranteed.

     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

    "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.

    It started out like any other morning on the train.Until I became mesmerized by the guy sitting across the aisle.He was barking at someone on his phone like he ruled the world.Who did the stuck-up suit think he was...God?Actually, he looked like a God. That was about it.When his stop came, he got up suddenly and left. So suddenly, he dropped his phone on the way out.I might have picked it up.I might have gone through all of his photos and called some of the numbers.I might have held onto the mystery man's phone for days―until I finally conjured up the courage to return it.When I traipsed my ass across town to his fancy company, he refused to see me.So, I left the phone on the empty desk outside the arrogant jerk's office.I might have also left behind a dirty picture on it first though.I didn't expect him to text back.I didn't expect our exchanges to be hot as hell.I didn't expect to fall for him―all before we even met.The two of us couldn't have been any more different.Yet, you know what they say about opposites.When we finally came face to face, we found out opposites sometimes do more than attract―we consumed each other.Nothing could have prepared me for the ride he took me on. And I certainly wasn't prepared for where I'd wind up when the ride was over.All good things must come to an end, right?Except our ending was one I didn't see coming.

    She changed her name, put herself through school, and is taking chances on a risky art career. She’s not looking for marriage; she doesn’t need anyone to run her life for her. What she yearns for is passion. She wants to burn under a man’s touch. A lukewarm simmer won’t cut it. She’s holding out for the real thing.Demon is a Wolf Shifter. A seven-foot tall x-Navy SEAL, with no name but his call sign. Banding together with other outcast shifters and rogues for safety and the first real brotherhood he has known, he asks for nothing in life but the protection and solvency of his self-made “pack.”Neither of them expects the connection that flares so fast between them. Clytie wants time to get to know him. Demon figures he’ll just bring her right home into his bed and keep her there.Can she deal with both the reality of an Alpha shape-shifter and the danger presented by Demons past?-------------------------This story contains explicit sex.

    But I can still hear his taunts from the not so distant past. Yet there's that confidence again that I'm what he wants and he will fight for me now and forever. He was my enemy, but now he desires to be my happy ever after. Derek: A man needs love to survive the aftermath of war. When I see Melissa at the library I finally feel as if I have a chance to heal. I wasn't kind to her when we were younger but now she's a curvy Goddess and I've only got eyes for her. She's given me an ultimatum -- win her over in 3 days. That's what I'll do. I'll fight for her, protect her, and make her mine! HIS CURVY LIBRARIAN is an explosive and steamy sweet Older Alpha man Younger BBW enemies to lovers romance novella that you're not going to want to miss.  There's plenty of heat to keep you up all night! This is a standalone story in Sara Hazel's new CURVES FOR THE ALPHA series.  This novella is 21,000 words long.   Sara Hazel writes stories of curvy women who learn they can have it all -- adventure, career, and love.  There is always a hot Alpha Man who sees the brilliance in the heroine's smile and wants to make her his wife.  He can even be a little obsessive about it!  Every story has a HAPPY EVER AFTER (HEA) and there's absolutely NO CHEATING!   ---- *second chances *Older Alpha Man Younger Woman BBW *enemies to lovers *military romance

    She wasn't expecting to meet the gruff but too sexy for his own good Billionaire Brett Cantone who seemed to have a chip on his shoulder. The two butt heads on first sight until Brett's body has a very telling reaction to her nearness when she gets in his face. Now this over possessive alpha is hot on her tail, and doesn't plan to let up until he gets what he wants. The hot young mother under him.

    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?

    I work hard, I follow the rules, and I always achieve my goals.But sometimes good girls want things that aren’t good for them. Or someone who isn’t good for them. Like their new boss.And sometimes they do very bad things to get his attention. Like sell their virginity in an auction. Who knew he’d be so very, very mad?Maybe this was not my best laid plan…

    Life on the road is an adventure but lately, it’s been getting a little stale.When a mysterious invitation to a costume party at a haunted mansion leads to a spooky encounter, a sexy masked crusader, saves the day.He’s no tricks and all treats.But does loving him mean staying put?AdamThere’s magic in this town and my life’s work is in the preservation of its more ghoulish qualities. My family has lived here for four generations, I’m never alone but lately, I have been lonely.Of all our traditions, our annual Halloween party is my favorite.When a genie bounces her way into the costume party, I only have one wish.She’s sexy, curvy, and makes me want to rub my lamp.But can I convince her that loving me means loving this town?

    It was my little secret. Until I accidentally told the whole world. Spilling something so humiliating on my social media is bad enough, I never expected anyone to actually message me about it. Especially not someone as smug and sexy as Heath "O Maker" James. He tells me he doesn't just THINK he can get me off—he knows it. As hot as he is, he's a total stranger. I shouldn't give him the time of day. But the more he talks... the more he tells me all the dirty things he wants to do to me... The more I can't say no. And once Heath gets his way, I'll be only screaming one word: Yes!

     At thirty-five, Marcus Carelli has it all: wealth, power, and the kind of looks that leave women breathless. A self-made billionaire, he heads one of the largest hedge funds on Wall Street and can take down major corporations with a single word. The only thing he’s missing? A wife who’d be as big of an achievement as the billions in his bank account. A cat lady who needs a date… Twenty-six-year-old bookstore clerk Emma Walsh has it on good authority that she’s a cat lady. She doesn’t necessarily agree with that assessment, but it’s hard to argue with the facts. Raggedy clothes covered with cat hair? Check. Last professional haircut? Over a year ago. Oh, and three cats in a tiny Brooklyn studio? Yep, she’s got those. And yes, fine, she hasn’t had a date since… well, she can’t recall. But that part is fixable. Isn’t that what the dating sites are for? A case of mistaken identity… One high-end matchmaker, one dating app, one mix-up that changes everything... Opposites may attract, but can this last?

    He doesn’t like strangers, and he doesn’t like leaving his sanctuary. Now I’m trapped here with him until the snow melts.  I see him looking at me. He tries to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can’t resist him. I want to feel those big, rough hands all over my body. But once he’s unleashed his raw, barely tried desire on me, will I be able to leave my mountain man behind, or will he make me his? Warning: The Smith Brothers are not just identical twins, they’re big, burly, bearded, insanely hot mountain men. They’re also sweet, and very, very dirty. Did I mention dirty?