Add a cocky billionaire. Throw in a fake engagement. Let the games begin.KayleeI have one rule. I don't date tourists. Ever. Because vacation boyfriends never last. But my life is a hot mess. So much so that my friends throw me a love-life intervention. Never heard of that? Me neither. I may have a problem. So I decide to break my rule just one time because the tourist is unbelievably sexy. Hey, it's more of a guideline than an actual rule. What's the worst that can happen?Cue Chase Covington, the relationship-averse billionaire who blows into my life like a category five hurricane.My Billionaire Fake Fiance is a full-length, standalone romantic comedy with no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a HEA.

    Power. Power.Until her.The next move requires I marry and soon.This will strengthen us and secure our position.But I am not to marry her.I am to wed the eldest Volkov.Problem is, her younger sister is the one who awakens my dead heart.It is her I want in my bed and by my side forever.Her. Her. Her.In this game, though, it’s not about what I want. But maybe it can be about what she wants. I am Vlad.Vile. Vicious. Villainous. Vasiliev.And I will win eventually.

    But all that changes when she meets Shaurya Rajpoot. Fascinated and intrigued by him, Myra is drawn by his loyalty, silent strength and quiet reserve. She yearns to get to know him better, however his past, his family and their bitter history keeps getting in the way of them being together.He never expected to run into her…SHAURYA RAJPOOT is a man of many secrets. A sudden meeting with Myra changes the course of his life. Bound by a vow to his family Shaurya keeps her at a distance…until she shatters all the barriers between them. Staying away from her soon becomes impossible, resisting her…unimaginable.But when the past collides with the present and secrets are revealed, will love be enough? Or will one lie–the biggest deception of all–destroy Myra and Shaurya forever?

    A repayment of a debt for someone that crossed the family. Nothing more. Nothing less. I know, it’s twisted, but it’s how we do business. But when I came to collect my debt I got more than I bargained for. Legs for days, emerald green eyes, perfect curves and an attitude to match. Everything that didn’t fit in the dark world I lived and worked in. In a blink she went from payment to protected by me. A deal gone bad and a love so twisted no one would ever believe it.

    

    I’m all of those things and worse.Olivia Thomas is mine. I knew it from the day I set eyes on her, sure, but when I had that perfect little body pressed against me with an arm around her neck and a gun pointed at her temple…?I knew it for certain.There’s no letting her go now.Men like me destroy everything we touch, but the only thing I want to break now is her innocence.I’ll keep her close.I’ll keep her safe.And with a ring on her finger and a baby in her belly…I’ll keep her mine. Forever.Authors' Note: The Mobster's Angel is a steamy instalove romance with an obsessive hero who stalks and claims a virgin heroine. Perfect if you're craving an over-the-top alpha male, scorching-hot chemistry, and a guaranteed HEA.

    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.

    My heart now belongs to him- Antonio Robert Heart, the underboss of the Heart Syndicate that governs over New York and its five boroughs. He rules with an unwavering hand yielding the blade of his knife, but when his strong hands touch me, I become liquid. I melt into his all-consuming prowess.The thing is, he doesn't want me... even though he craves me. AntonioI don’t date. I don’t love. I don’t want marriage and I do not want children. I only allow myself companionship when the desire is there.Lilah Tomlinson was supposed to be one night-one hour at the most. I was a fool.My desire for her prevailed and I let her in... only to find out she has betrayed me. That muscle in my chest, the one she has penetrated and brought to life, it shrivels with the worst kind of anger: WRATH.***This book is a dark romance with strong sexual content and violent scenes. If you are uncomfortable with either of these situations please do not read! 18+Chapter OneANTONIOHer lips feel incredible. Her smile is one of many I have seen gazing up at me from the spare room floor of my penthouse. She licks the corner of her lip. Her smile turns mischievous. I see a glint of craziness flicker in her pupils. Oh, yeah, the next hour or two will be fun. What she doesn't know is that her time is limited. I'll use her just like she is using me. She uses me for who I am-for the stature and clout I hold predominantly in the state of New York, but across the country as well. The society girl just moved up the ladder a couple of notches by getting to spend the night with the infamous Antonio Heart, the bad boy of New York City. Though, she is only getting a couple hours out of me. I sound arrogant as fuck, I know, but it is what it is and will always be that way. I use her only for what she was genetically born with. There will be no insta-love at the end of this transaction. She is disposable. I'll throw her out before she can take that post orgasmic breath. My fingers grip the brown hair at the back of her head. I let my knees relax and sink into the rhythm of her ministrations, allowing her to freely perform for me. Because that’s what this is. A performance, an act… it’s all fake. I need what she has, and she wants what I can give her. I'll give her that minute she needs to make herself feel good. Then I'll take over. No one but one man governs me. Whether she thinks it or not right now, I am in control. I am always in control. I let my eyes close, letting myself feel what's happening to my body. Damn. It's been a minute. I release a breath, relaxing further. Between being exhausted of spending time with self-boasting, fake women that fall into the starfish position and wait for the magic to happen when they get here, and redoing my newly acquired club, Temptations, I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a blowjob. Another minute passes before I’ve had enough. She is lucky I have let her have this long. I hear the familiar chirp from my phone sitting on the edge of the mattress, alerting me of an incoming message. I ignore the first chirp but then three more consecutive alerts sound. My blood starts flowing, becoming a virulent serpentine gliding through my veins. Not from the woman on her knees in front of me, although she is pretty talented with her tongue, but because I know that those consecutive messages are ones I have been waiting for. I need to move this along. She’s playing with me, which was fine for the moment, but now it’s not. I’m halfway there. My fingers twist in her overly stiff hair she primped to what she thought was perfection for a night out club hopping. I knock her hands away from my swelled length and let my hips take over. The repetitive flexing of my hips progress to a faster speed as the seconds tick. She lets out a long moan. My phone chirps again and again. My shoulders tense because of the alerts and my thighs mirror my shoulders. I am close. I can feel it in my bones, they got him. I need to hurry this along. With three more thrusts, I plunge as deep as I can with a release so strong my knees almost buckle. She gasps at the sudden unexpected surge of salty heat. No warning was needed. She knew what she was down there for. My energy is momentarily zapped. My breathing is still heavy when in one swift moment, I pull from the warmth of her mouth, tuck myself away, refasten the zipper to my slacks, and lunge for my phone. I hear her whine from behind me. I take the steps away, creating more distance. Always alert, I hear her fumble. I turn back and glance at her. I shouldn’t have turned my back on her to begin with. My screen comes to life with the print of my finger and so does my lineage. A lifelong blood oath is now rapidly flowing through my veins with the speed of revenge as its leader. I’m re-energized from the thrill of the business that awaits. I survey the woman that holds my semen in the hollow of her insides. “Time to go.” I reach down and grab her purse off the bed and toss it to her. Her mouth flaps open, becoming unhinged. Quickly, she snaps it shut. Her eyes become slits and her jaw tenses, clenching with each fuck you sentence forming in her head. Before she can formulate those words, I advance in her direction. “I said it’s time to go. I won’t tell you again…” I add insult to injury when I can’t remember her name. Honestly, I don’t think I even asked her what her name was. It didn’t matter, she won’t get a second go with me. I have my regulars. They know the deal.I’m in. I’m out.“You don’t even know my name!” She slaps her purse against her thigh.“No. Now get out!” ********I slammed the gearshift into first gear. My black Testoni-covered foot hits the accelerator with force. With a jerk of the wheel, I peel out into the back alley, black tread left behind to melt into the asphalt. I speed through the city streets, heading towards the warehouse that holds my men and the man they captured–the rat that betrayed the family. The closer I get to my second home the more the usual smell of iron and sea air fills my senses. The metallic sting is an igniter to every fiber of my being and a catalyst for an explosion of electrifying currents that snap every nerve ending. Every single time that distinct smell fills the air, it punches me in the gut and brings me right back to my first kill–the day I became a Made Man. It was the same day I made my boss proud and my father mournful. My cherry was popped with a man who betrayed the family. A man who pledged his allegiance to protect and serve. The price for his disloyalty was his life. My father gave me the honor and without a second glance, at the age of fifteen, I took the offered gun from my predecessor, the one he had engraved with my name, the one I still have today sitting in my safe at home, and I put a bullet right between the rat’s eyes as I recited our family motto. Family is everything.Family protects you.Without family, you have nothing.If you betray one of us, you betrayed all of us.

    He’s nothing but a filthy rich, mafia bad boy… (or so I’ve heard) So why can’t I get him off my mind?... He’s mind-numbingly gorgeous, with off-the-charts sex appeal. I feel something for Marcello that I’ve never felt before. What is this…lust? No, it can’t be. I wouldn’t lust after a criminal… would I? His lifestyle may be putting his precious daughter (my favorite student) in danger and I can’t just stand by and watch. I couldn’t live with myself if anything ever happened to Gia. But when I come face to face with Marcello Morano, my whole world gets flipped upside down. Now, suddenly none of the rumors about his mafia involvement matter anymore. It doesn’t matter that his dark past scares the hell out of me and his current reality may scare me even more. It doesn’t even matter that I could be risking everything to be with him. All that matters now is him. Just him and the secret I’m carrying as a memento from a passionate night in his arms. But is Marcello’s dangerous lifestyle more than I can handle? From contemporary romance author Alexa Hart – a standalone romance complete with a protective, bad boy, single dad that will make you HOT! And of course, a Happily Ever After ending!

    My wealth.But a weekend at the Winter Moon Lodge is exactly what I need to clear my head.And the hordes of hunky handsome guys that are coming out of the woodwork are just what the doctor ordered.But one has my attention without effort.Hunter. And this man is on the prowl.I, for one, am happy to get caught up in his net.Unfortunately, my family will never accept him.Wealth hasn’t corrupted me, but they’re a different story.If our love affair could just be a fling, all would be fine, but I can’t settle for anything less than all of him.Love or family? That is the question…

    Instead, I found myself right in the middle of a dangerous mafia war.When my father's life is at stake, becoming a surrogate for an insanely wealthy couple seems the right thing to do.But when the casual meeting with the future parents turns into a raging mafia war, I find myself in mortal danger.The loving couple was a fraud, and I've been duped in the worst possible manner.My child's real father is a man that makes my blood run cold.A menacing mafia boss.A ruthless killer.And the catch is – he had no idea he was going to become a father...Powerful, brutal, and deviously handsome, Vlad is someone I should avoid.But when a powerful enemy who's determined to kill us is getting dangerously close, there's no one I trust more than him to protect me and my unborn child.What do you do when the monster you loathe is the only one who can ensure your survival?"Surrogate Betrayal" is the first book in the "Ruthless Russian Mob" bad boy mafia romance series from author Aria Ray.It is a stand-alone Dark Mafia Romance, complete with HEA and no cliffhangers.

    One hundred and twenty days since he’s touched Sarah, tasted her, felt her heat wrapped around him, but tonight his abstinence will end. Tonight, she’ll come to La Petite Mort Club and they’ll resume their passionate affair. Except she doesn’t show up—no phone call, no letter, no nothing. It isn’t possible that she doesn’t want him. She was as hot for him as he was for her. He needs to find her and show her that she wants him as much as he wants her. Then he needs to f*** her and forget her. Sarah would love to see Nick again, but guys like him don’t wait four months for any woman. There is no way he’ll still want to see her and she isn’t going to allow herself to be humiliated and hurt again. Nope. They’d had their fun but it was over. Done. Completed. When they meet again, Sarah sees it as one bonus night of fabulous sex but for Nick one night with Sarah will never be enough. Can Nick prove to her that he is exactly the kind of guy she needs or will Sarah’s past cause them to both lose their chance at true happiness? This book contains adult material and is only suitable for those over 18. It is a HEA story.

    It's all I'm supposed to be.I take no prisoners. Until Lily. For her, I make an exception. But only for a week. When I walk in, time starts ticking down to zero. Her father has seven days to save her. Until then, she's mine. Mine to have. Mine to take. Mine to keep. Beneath The Surface is a standalone in the Captive Hearts series.

    Ordered to protect her, Aleksei will do anything to possess her as well—on his own wicked terms.Rules are made to be broken…Grad student Natalie Porter had barely recovered from her first sight of the dark and breathtaking Sevastyan before the professional enforcer whisks her away to Russia, thrusting her into a world of extreme wealth and wanton pleasures. Every day under his protection leads her deeper under his masterful spell.Are you ready to play?Yet all is not as it seems. To remove Natalie from an enemy’s reach, Sevastyan spirits her into hiding. From an opulent palace in Russia to the decadent playgrounds of the mega-wealthy in Paris, the two lovers will discover that even their darkest—and most forbidden—fantasies can come true...

    I hate her for it.My veins pump as my fist clench.Still, even her sweetness can't reach me.A cold steel ice vault.My secrets are mine to keep.And when she tells her brother about us?I know I can't trust her.Not with my business, not with my life.My heart?Not on the table. Ever.I'll put her in her place.Except she fiercely refuses to stay there.She is fights harder than anyone I've ever seen.As much as it pisses me off to admit it…More than ever… I want what I can’t have.Off Limit Secrets is part of the Billionaire Lust Collection and is a steamy Enemies-to-Lover story that will get you hot and keep you on your toes. No Cliff-hangers, No Cheating and a Guaranteed Happily Ever After!Each book can be read as a standalone. Transport yourself into vibrant and magical town where the hottest spot is: Club LUST, as we follow six bad boy, possessive and alphalicious Billionaire's in their quests to navigate round unchartered territory, love.