A ruthless, gorgeous mob boss. A helpless single mother. Their dark, explosive romance… And the baby that it birthed. DIANA I’m a single mom with a six-year old son. But I’m no pushover. When notorious local a$$hole Ethan Chambers comes waltzing into my store with arrogant demands, I tell him to stick it where the sun don’t shine. But pissing him off might’ve been a huge mistake. Now, he’s determined to break me by any means possible. And when he demands my body in exchange for my son’s life, I have no choice but to accept. I never expected to fall for him during our brutal, bound sessions in his office. And I certainly never expected what he asked for when we were done… ETHAN I asked for a favor, and she denied me. Big f**king mistake. No one defies a mob boss like me. I’ve fought and killed more men than I can count to get where I am today. And this curvy little fox will simply be the next to fall on her knees. But having her killed might be unnecessary. A waste of beauty and tempting innocence. Maybe, I can put her to a better use… Like coming to my office whenever I want and pleasing me. With her sassy mouth and smooth hands, she’s exactly the type I like to play with. She’ll bend, she’ll break, she’ll beg me for more. But soon, pure pleasure isn’t enough. I want something more. Something to carry my name after I die. I want a baby… And she’ll be the one to give it to me. FILTHY is a full-length, standalone, super steamy, bad boy mafia romance novel from bestselling author ZOEY PARKER. This suspenseful, action-packed mafia romance is intended for mature audiences, due to violence, strong language, dark themes and elements, and explicit intimate scenes. The romance between the alpha male bad boy and the fiery woman he can't resist ends with a guaranteed happily ever after (HEA) ending, has absolutely NO CHEATING, and does NOT include a cliffhanger of any kind.

     Okay, no man was ever going to control what she did, not ever again. Okay, no man was going to control her outside the bedroom. Not ever. The problem with Le Duc was the man just didn't listen. He was Dominique Nadir Amir Afshar de Choiseul, or duc de Choiseul. He didn’t just run a criminal empire older than most countries, he was an actual duke. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t impressed. Duchess explained over and over again that she wasn't getting married. Period. End of discussion. Just as soon as he stopped talking. And looking so edibly delicious. Maybe just a little taste… Ex: “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Nadir blinked. Damn, he hadn’t even noticed the vehicle had crawled to a stop. Right next to the object of his fascination. Not waiting for the driver to come around to open his door, he slid across the seat to exit closest to the tree. As soon as he was out of the car, he went straight for it, scanning the ground around the base, then the lower branches with no idea what he was looking for. Until he found it. Those were definitely rope burns on those bare, lower branches. Damn. “It’s a hanging tree.” Encountering a child was the last thing Nadir had expected, though he hadn’t really been sure what to expect. Not knowing what to say to the little person who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he said nothing as she continued. “Some say the ghosts of the poor fools hung on that tree haunt it, tied to its roots for eternity.” Wait, this little person couldn’t be more than five maybe. Should she know how to talk like that? “My daddy died on that tree.” What? She just stood there, a riot of midnight colored curls falling all around her face and over her shoulders, looking up at him as if what she just said was perfectly normal. In fact, she looked pleased with her tiny fists resting on her hips. With her chin up, her back straight she continued to stare even when he didn't reply. What could he possibly say? Her expression didn’t change as she waited him out. Nor did she stop staring at him directly in the eye as if she was his equal. No, as if she were above him, as regal as a queen in her frilly little dress and bare dirty feet. With skin the color of toasted caramel, the imp had eyes that were almost amethyst with spikes of marine blue. Those eyes carried wisdom a little girl shouldn’t have. Who was she? “My mama ain’t gonna marry you.” Giving him a sweeping look from head to foot she shook her head as if she felt sorry for him. Sorry for him. No one felt sorry for him. “You might as well just turn around and go home.” “Angel Flower! What have I told you about using proper grammar?” Nadir had no idea where the voice of the grown woman admonishing the little girl was coming from. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fascinating child in front of him who was currently rolling her eyes. “Pardon me. My mother isn’t going to marry, so I am afraid your trip to my house is a big, fat bust!” To emphasize her point, she raised her little chin even higher while also raising a brow as well as any fifty-year-old man. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside Nadir’s gut. It started out rusty, like an old pipe suddenly flooded with a rush a water after laying dry for about a decade. Soon peals of pure, unadulterated mirth filled his body, echoing across the courtyard.

    Now he’s dead and I have sworn to avenge him.I hired Cassandra to do one thing: teach me English to help expand our family business. Before our first lesson starts, I claim her curvy body and show her who’s boss. It only takes once, and she’s addicted to me. Twice, and she’s caught in the crossfire between me and my rivals.They’ve messed with the wrong man. If they think they can take her from me, they’re wrong. Dead wrong. CassandraI came to Tokyo to teach English, but I never expected to be tutoring a Yakuza mob boss!After one scorching pre-lesson f*ck, he’s all I can think about. His possessive attitude only makes me want him more. The further we go, the more dangerous it gets. Every time he gets closer to revenge, his dark side is exposed and my innocence is stripped away.I should know better than to play with the Japanese mafia, but how can I let him go when he’s the one person who makes me feel alive? Set in the gritty underworld of Tokyo, Claimed by the Yakuza is a stand-alone dark romance between a dangerous bad boy and a fiery heroine with sinfully sexy scenes, gripping action and a happily ever after!

    Closet fetishes. Denied pleasure.Stepping into the world of the rich and famous where everything you desire is right at your fingertips.It sounded like the perfect antidote for a broken heart, right?Wrong.My best friend, Maeve, didn’t warn me that one night leads to an addiction.And Midnight had me addicted to the Italian strain.You’d think there would be no problems.Boy, was I wrong!A jilted news reporter with an axe to grind and a mysterious billionaire who doesn’t do love or relationships.Well, it spells a recipe for disaster.And when it lands at my doorstep it can only lead to a Scandal.-Indigo Scott

    Meek. Shy. And she has always felt the need to live her own happy ending, assuming that when she marries her husband, Devon, she has found her chance to love and be loved.However, when Devon’s behavior changes from the charming man who once spoiled her with his kindness and attentiveness, to a callous, arrogant, and intimidating husband, something has to give. So, Julianna accepts the end of her marriage, finally finds the strength she has lacked her entire life and breaks out on her own where she finds independence, confidence…and Evan Karlessen. Evan sweeps her off her feet and does something Julianna never thought possible…he helps her find a way to love again. But Devon can’t accept that his wife has moved on and no longer wants him in her life. And, as his anger and vindictive acts grow, Evan vows not only to protect her heart, but also her safety, and prove to Julianna that their love is strong enough to withstand anything...even her ex-husband’s fury.  A steamy, fast-paced, and heart-stopping romance you will not be able to put down. Heat level: Nuclear.

    It also becomes a reality for thirty year old Madison West. When young and law abiding citizen Madison West accidentally witnesses not one, but two murders, she finds that her life is no longer her own. And when police tell her that Ricardo Castillo, the man behind the shooting, is heavily involved in the sex trafficking of young women she whole- heartedly agrees to testify against him. And as her life continues to spiral out of control one thing remains constant, she is always protected. Crime lord Ricardo Castillo wants Madison to pay for her performance in front of the grand jury so he puts a contract out on her. After a violent shoot out, Madison is moved some fifteen hundred miles away. But when a freak occurrence uncovers her real identity, Madison knows that she is going to have to think fast on her feet if she has any intentions of getting on with her life. Because if she doesn’t she may have to deal with some severe retribution that will affect not only her, but those around her as well. Including Deputy Tristan Calloway, the United States Marshal assigned to protect her.

    Now as an adult Tony finds himself attracted to black women but due to social taboos is unable to have a true relationship.It doesn’t help that his mother will not accept the fact that he will never marry any of the many Asian women that she randomly sets him up with. But then one day the woman of his dreams walks into the office. She is everything that Tony wants; bodacious, big booty, big boobs and black. The only problem; he is her boss.Nikki likes Tony but finds herself attracted to his friend Dean, African American and sexy! Unfortunately he is not nearly the man that Tony is and by the time that she discovers this it may be too late.

    The mere thought of her brings Mason to his knees. There is no other woman in the world that he wants. Max can’t believe that she met a passion-filled man that makes her body yearn for things she’s only dreamed about. He’s ruined her, making him the only man that she wants. Mason West, an ex-Navy Seal turned Amateur MMA fighter, is battling the darkness of the life he left behind. Finding the will to fight back in a woman that completes him was not something that he expected, but it seemed fate had other plans. All Maxine Shaw wanted to do was graduate, become a nurse for the best sports rehabilitation center in the country, and finally achieve the goals she set for herself. Once she catches a glimpse of Mason West, an Alpha male to the core, he awakens a fire inside of her that she never thought existed. The sparks between these two ignite bottomless passion and enduring love that shifts their goals in a way neither suspected. Before Mason and Max can embark on a journey of happily ever after, the strength of their love gets tested. Will this passionate pair be able to survive what fate has in store? (WARNING: Includes hot alpha male sex ... A LOT OF IT!)

     Something isn’t right – hasn’t been since love found its way inside Mama’s Brood – gets more wrong the moment Lucas ‘Big Country’ Beaumont is captivated by the raw sensuality of Stormy Redmond. Never one to be controlled by anything as deceptive as a woman’s nature, Big Country relies on a tried and true system to ensure his dealings with women remain relegated to mutually beneficial transactions that end when he says they end.  Or so it was…before that feeling.  Now, faced with the consequences of one unfortunate decision, and a past that will no longer be ignored, Big Country struggles to contain the truth of his nature lest it destroys everyone he cares about, including Stormy, the one woman capable of showing him why a man would be willing to die for something as foolish as love?

     If you like gentle and sweet heroes who treat their heroines like a princess, Ezio is not for you. Ezio Sartori married Shakarri Watson for one reason—he needed an heir to his fortune. All the terms were laid out in the contract Ezio’s lawyer drew up. Shakarri agreed because she was desperate to get out from under a debt she couldn’t handle, one left to her by her scheming no good father. But the cost for taking on Ezio’s name might be too high for Shakarri to pay. Ezio is used to everyone obeying his orders, and he expects Shakarri to do the same. The contract she signed specifically states her obligation to please Ezio. Shakarri’s husband wants her pregnant within three to six months, as if a woman can control her body to such a degree. He’s got a lot of demands, chief being Shakarri’s obedience. She’s beginning to think she made a big mistake in marrying Ezio except for two problems. One, Ezio has taken over the payments for her debt, and he can just as easily give them back. Two, intimacy with her husband is far beyond Shakarri’s wildest imagination. There are even times she suspects there’s a heart beating behind the cold exterior. She’s starting to feel something for him. Now she has to decide—does she stay and remain at his mercy for the rest of her life or as long as he has need of her? Or should she run while she still has control of her own heart?

    The only excitement in her life was raising her twins and clipping coupons until she lands a job at Independent Woman magazine writing a column that explores women’s sexuality. Peyton’s never felt anything close to what she’s read in those supermarket romance novels, and with a husband who’s quick and selfish in bed, she isn’t sure she’s up for the challenge. But then everything changes…she’s asked to join an exclusive club and the initiation introduces her to an erotic world, a sisterhood, and a sexy, dominant stranger who has every intention of showing her the meaning of obedience and submission. However, once the blindfold comes off, and his identity is revealed, her life will never be the same again. ** This is an erotic interracial romance.

    An erotic tale laced in sensuality and sprinkled with unbridled desire. Lust brought them together but will deceit pull them apart? This is an unconventional love story with unorthodox themes. Reader discretion is advised.

    That is until he discovers his ex-assistant had sabotaged his clients contract renewals, because of a broken heart. The mistake could have cost him millions in revenue. He swears he's going to straighten out his personal life. Starting with proposing to his on again off again socialite girlfriend Erica, and settle down.All Mary wanted for Christmas was a man who could love her as she was. Mary Christmas, yep…that's her name. She’s a big woman with a big heart. She wears glasses and not too pretty but she’s as jolly as the come. Working in an office full of beautiful slim women can be trying. Having a secret crush on the boss,Alec Mercer, was downright ridiculous. There was no way a guy like that could like someone like her, or so she believed. Now that Mary got her Christmas wish in the flesh, what is she going to do about it?

    Mary University in Detroit, Deborah Brooks is smart, beautiful and focused. Deep within the archives, she cares for letters, diaries, books and family records, each telling stories of lives lived long ago. Yet nothing excites her more than making new discoveries among the storied collections. When the university receives the Dubois Collection anonymously- along with a multi-million dollar gift to protect it- Deborah is more than intrigued to discover its secrets. Little prepares her for an unexpected visit from the donor- the sexy Englishman Ben Stewart. He is relentless, charming and far more than she imagines. He shatters everything she thought she knew... about herself. Together they unravel the secrets of the Dubois Collection, finding love and mounting danger along the way. But it’s Ben’s utterance of one word - awaken- that triggers a flurry of unrelenting visions she can’t escape. Deborah soon learns the visions are key to unraveling the mystery that binds her to Ben. Can they save each other or will he lead to her ultimate demise?

    Never marry a princess. I follow my heart. It's the code I live by. And that's saying a lot, since they've been trying to put me in a royal match since the day I was born. I'm not cut out to be a prince. I've always been more of the playboy type. The crown sits a lot more comfortably on my older brother's head. I play my own game, live by my own rules, and will never be the smiling, waving aristocrat they all want me to be. I like to think I got my rebellious streak from my mother. And now, I wonder what she'd think of my choice. Tamara is the last woman on earth any of them would have matched me with. She's not royalty. She doesn't have a drop of aristocratic blood in her body. She's multicultural. Oh, and it gets worse. A lot worse. You guessed it. She's American! She's the star of the hit new royalty TV show, Princess of Nowhere. And for the first time in my life, I'm reconsidering my No Princess rule.