Five years later. Audrey… the hottest woman I’ve ever known and my sister’s best friend. I was half in love with her for years. I moved on, and so did she. The universe rolled the dice. A dark, snowy night—no joke. I find her walking through the darkness. Christmas is right around the corner. She’s so d*mn tempting, I can hardly think. Maybe rules are meant to be broken. Maybe second chances are real. Audrey I’ve only fantasized about Dallas for, oh, too d*mn long. One wild kiss. Five years ago. I’ve never forgotten it. He’s tall, dark and dangerous…for real. FBI Agent, sexy man extraordinaire. He couldn’t be bothered with me. Maybe because he thought I was too young. I’m not anymore. *This is a steamy, full-length standalone romance with a guaranteed happily-ever-after. No cliffhangers. Nothing but steamy romance & HEA!

    Getting here took you a plane, bus, taxi and…um, bicycle. But just as you're resigning yourself to drinking beside grey-haired farmers, you see him—a man with the looks and charm to soothe any heartbroken girl.He's your bartender. Your really, really gorgeous bartender.For American Jamie Webb—recently dumped and housesitting for two weeks—Connor Kelleher is like a six-course feast after a 23-year starvation diet. But it's gotta be casual. She's just begun rerouting her life after a three-year man-related detour. Still, a sexy romp (or twenty!) with Sexy McBartender?But what happens when Jamie's best-laid plans for no future plans with any man begin to change?

    Easy money is my favorite kind.Except my client—worthless asshole that he is—doesn't want to make this easy at all. Not for me, anyway. He's gone behind my back and hired another agent.He's turned this into a damn competition.I could have sacked up and taken it in stride... but then I saw who I was up against.Audrey: sex on two legs, an ass that won't quit, queen baker of delicious muffins—and the one woman I feel real hatred for.Three months ago she stole something from me.I can't get it back, but I can do something better... I can steal from her.I'm going to win this little game. Nothing will stop me.That's what I think, anyway, until I see her half-naked. Until I remember how her hair feels between my fingers... how she smells, how she sounds when her breath catches in her throat.This was supposed to be sweet revenge.But winning this game could cost me more than I ever realized.

    He’s the bonus. One bad decision destroys not only Sarah Clayborn’s life, but nearly costs her a lucrative job as the chief executive assistant to the city’s most powerful player. She’s lost her unborn child, her twin brother’s admiration, and any shred of decency her British-born mother instilled in her. To cope with the trauma, Sarah creates a persona – Angel. She’s the one who goes out on weekends and gets into trouble. She’s the one who seduces half the world’s rabble-rousers. She’s the one who meets Lucas Blackbourne. Sarah’s encounter with Lucas was supposed to be a one-time affair. A tenuous balm on her frigid heart that refuses to heal. But when she returns to work Monday morning and discovers that Lucas is helping her boss for the foreseeable future? Two halves start to become whole again. And it’s not pretty. What does Sarah want? Choice. A future. A sense of belonging in a world often too cruel to bear. To be empowered. But she can’t reclaim her life on her own. -Excerpt- “You presume to know my greatest regrets yet.” A growl powered through the undercurrent of his voice. Still, he did not look away from her eyes. “No. I presume to know what you desire, sir.” “Because…?” He was fishing for the perfect answer. If Sarah failed to supply it, she could kiss this encounter goodbye. “Because I want you just as badly.” Lucas eyed her with careful consideration. He sucked one of his cheeks into his mouth before looking away. He crossed his legs. She kept her grin of triumph to herself. “You don’t even know me, Angel.” “That’s supposed to be my line, Lucas.” He stood up behind her. His presence enveloped her, inviting her back against his chest, arms wrapped protectively around her. Sarah caught the eye of the server who had brought her the scotch. The woman smiled in approval and flashed the number four in her direction. Room 4 is available. Good to know. “This whole night is so backward. Next you’ll be telling me you want to be on top.” “Actually,” she said with a happy sigh, “I’d much rather you take the lead on that. If you don’t mind.” “This has got to be some kind of trap.” Lucas bit his knuckle, as if he could barely restrain himself from grabbing her and hauling her off to the nearest bed. What’s stopping you? I don’t have all night. “What’s your story, Angel?” “Don’t you know the story of any angel, sir?” Sarah stepped away, her hand lingering against his chest. His hard, devilish chest that was a greater siren song than that warm voice echoing in her ears. “Once we’re doing shit like this on Earth, we’re considered fallen goods.” “A fallen angel hasn’t done anything good with her existence.” “If you don’t consider doing this something good,” she began, walking in the direction of Room #4, “then I don’t know what to tell you. You either want me or you don’t, Lucas. No strings attached. Should be a dream for you.” She winked at him. He followed her.

    Every summer he arrived with his security detail and friends in tow and rented out a row of cottages near the water. Cottages that belonged to my family. Each of those summers, my parents sent me away – summer camp and later, boarding school. Anything to keep me away from the royals and their partying. I hadn’t been home in years, but when I finally come back for the summer, I see that not much has changed. Like all the summers I’d been gone, Prince Elias is back, but this time with an incognito security detail and no friends. This time, there is no partying, no noise, no crowds. No reason at all to even think he was there. I’m given strict orders not to talk to him, not to even look in his direction, but he makes this an impossible task. I may be doing everything in my power to stay away from him, but there is no one in the world who can say no to the future King of France.

    I’m a mechanic, not a hotel manager. I've got enough on my plate trying to keep my shop from going under, my overbearing mother off my back, and my baseball team in contention for the league championship. I don’t have time for a former debutante with zero street smarts and a cash flow problem, even if she is crazy beautiful. Problem is, she’s stranded in my small town, and I’m hiding a protective streak underneath my grumpy exterior that runs deep. So I offer her a place to stay and keep my hands to myself. For exactly one night. If only she weren't so gorgeous. So funny. So eager to please. She’s a disaster behind the wheel, but she drives me wild without even trying--at work, at home, in the back of my truck . . . I can’t get enough of the way she makes me feel. But I know better than to think it can last. She wants a fairy tale, and I’m no prince. So when it comes time for her to leave, there’s nothing I can do but let her go. No matter how much it hurts to say goodbye.

    Some of them are so delicious they might just melt your chocolate . . . while others are like a shot of cold ice cream to your system.No matter what strikes your fancy, you'll want to grab a cup of hot cocoa and snuggle up with the men of this limited edition anthology.Featuring a wide variety of stories from April Canavan, Elizabeth Knox, H.J. Marshall, Flora Burgos, C.N. Marie, E.C. Land, K.C. Stone, Jewelz Baxter, Cedar Rose, Charlene Raquel and Claire C. Riley.

    

    More like lazy. Since her boyfriend abandoned her in New York City for a bunch of improv groupies she’s had two priorities; sucking the nitrous out of whipped cream cans and making sex comics about her mysterious landlord. Blake hates people—and sunlight—with good reason. Imagine his surprise when he finds himself lusting after his upstairs tenant, a sunny, Australian people pleaser down on her luck. Turns out his ability to terrify with a single scowl comes with an advantage. Autumn seems to like it. A lot. As evidenced by the prisoner-captive comic Blake was never meant to see. As they embark on a three-date arrangement the rules are clear; filthy, ground breaking sex, no feelings or commitment required. When chemistry is this strong, though, attachment follows. As Blake and Autumn attempt to negotiate their New York romance, their prior histories and secret dreams come to the foreground. How long can these polar opposites remain Captivated, when all signs point to disaster?

    He has also sworn to love her forever…secretly, of course. A relationship between a hulking, lowly palace guard and the queen is impossible. Still, when he hears Britta crying one night, he can’t help but offer his king-sized embrace as comfort. Rex is shocked when Britta is not repelled by him in the least. Miracle of miracles, she is eager for much more than solace. The penalty for putting his filthy hands on the virgin queen is dead, but what a way to go...

    The gift that came as a result was a surprise we didn’t see coming. Logan Ambrose, a gorgeous surgeon with a broken past. A hero, a savior, and the charming doctor that stole my heart. I gave him my v-card and he crept into my heart as quickly as he left. Seeing Logan again and finding out I'm pregnant at the same time? Insane. "Logan you're going to be a dad." How do I begin to tell him this life changing news? I mean, a drunken one-night stand shouldn't be this complicated. I definitely didn't expect what came next... That he would be the doctor that’s delivering our baby!

    We're enemies.I have no interest in being a pawn.But if that's what the family's want,Then that's what they get.Reese is pretty, powerful, and sassy to boot.But when we learn this isn't the truce,We were all expecting,She threatens to run.I didn't think I could stand her,Now I can't live without her.What's an Irishman to do?Drink and chase the lass of course.She'll be mine,No matter what war our families are brewing.