And the bastard has invited me to his wedding to rub it in my face. But I need this. For closure, or so I tell myself. It’s past time to heal already. A good-looking Park Ranger with a chip on his shoulder just happens to show up in my life. And his timing couldn’t be better. I need some help getting under my ex’s skin. I’ll work on letting go later. He needs to know what he lost and that I’ve moved on. Forever. All lies, but the wheels in my head are turning. If I attend the wedding with a handsome mountain man, my ex’s head will spin. I just have to convince this new stranger a be my fake fiancé for the weekend. And then I have to NOT fall in love with the guy.

    Ledger Price spends his days doing what he loves–hiking, fishing, hunting, and exploring the mountains around his hometown of Tamarack Ridge, Montana, all while filming for his popular MyHeartChannel, Montana Mountain Man. The only downside is his daughter, Aubrey, who loves to come on his excursions, but also yearns for someone with a feminine touch. But Ledger is not relationship material; he tried with Aubrey’s mom discovered marriage is not worth giving up his freedom. Brynn Ramsey is building a successful career as a real estate agent to the wealthy in San Clemente, California. Sure, it’s stressful, but Brynn figures it’s all part of paying her dues. When she starts having debilitating panic attacks, her mentor sends her home to Tamarack Ridge for some R&R. It’s only supposed to be for six weeks and then she’ll be back to the sunny beaches of Southern California. But when she reconnects with Ledger, her dreams begin to shift from palm trees to pines. As their relationship grows more serious, Brynn and Ledger have to make a choice. Is love worth any sacrifice?

    Jayda’s a single mother uninterested in another relationship until she sees Kamal with her daughter.Every rejection will only make his victory sweeter. He plans to lick, taste, and devour her like the delicacy she is until the world, her ex, and Jayda recognizes his name tatted on every inch of her curvy body.Kamal never plays by halves, and Jayda has a thing or two to show this deviously handsome player. But when the past runs an interference, they’ll learn in matters of the heart there are no rules.

    Because the moment I wake up naked next to my hot-as-hell new employee, I want to go for round two. I'm not exactly Prince Charming. Some call me The Wolf. I don’t do love, and I sure as hell don’t do forever. But one look at her, and I become a one-woman man.She has a British accent and a car that won’t start. I’m in a rush, so I do what I need to do and send her on her way—sure I’ll never see her again. Then she shows up at my company to interview for a new position. What are the odds? So I hire the long-legged beauty from the UK.The guys are circling her like vultures. But she’s my prey. In six months, her visa will expire, and she’ll be back overseas. What can a little down-and-dirty fun hurt? But one kiss turns into two, then three, then more. Suddenly, I’m defenseless against her charms.But the second I start to picture a future, she quits. Vanishes—without warning or explanation. She’s left back to the UK…I know I need her back. And I only have one chance to make things right.

    Prepare for inappropriate humor, dad jokes, and maybe a woodland creature or two.

    There’s no point in denying it. You see what you get and what you get is a bastard who doesn’t give a fuck about what’s going on around him, unless it’s beneficial to me of course.I work for Katya, the owner of an elite tattoo parlor called Pins & Needles. There are five locations across the world: Moscow, London, Miami, Los Angeles, and Sydney. The front of Katya’s business is the parlor, but what she’s actually done is set up an underground shop for the arms dealing business she inherited from her dead husband, in addition to other nefarious activities. No one has a clue about what’s really done here, not even the damn feds and for the first time in the seven years I’ve been working for her we fuck up. One of the tattoo artists, Dema, sees something she shouldn’t. As Katya’s right hand man I can’t let this get out. I know what I have to do, and it’ll either be me throwing her body in the woods, or locking her up and selling her to the highest bidder, ensuring she’ll never see the light of day again. Funny how neither of those happen and I end up putting my own neck on the line for her. I’ve never cared about anyone in my entire fucking life, yet here I am, craving something more than blood and agony.

    He’s supposed to be the prince to my mafia princess. But Dario Colombo? Notorious playboy. Bad boy. The guy never takes a single thing seriously. I’ve kissed enough frogs to know he’s no mafia prince. But this would all be a lot easier if he wasn’t so damned good-looking.Dario - Settling down with one woman, a white picket fence, two-point-two kids, and a dog was never my version of happily ever after. But everything changed when my brother John married Gastone Gambino's daughter to ensure peace between our families. That's when Sara Codutti, a fierce and fiery mafia princess, enchanted my soul and my heart. I will make her mine at all costs. This time, I have to get it right, which would be easier if everything else wasn’t going to so wrong.

    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.

    I was late at college, and then I went off to work my shift at the restaurant and the first thing I do is trip on someone's handbag.I'd have fallen flat on my face if not for a pair of hands that appeared out of nowhere to catch me.Oh my, what strong hands.I looked up and nearly fainted. The man was a freaking god! Those fabulous cheekbones, the extravagant sweep of sooty lashes, and that chiseled, arrogant jawline.Apparently, Matt Hunter was there to work though. Which kinda shocked me. What would a guy like him be doing in a job like this?Later I found out he had been running another branch of the restaurant chain, got demoted for unknown reasons, and sent here.Curiouser and curiouser.And then I found out his secret, and exactly what he was doing there... but not before our reckless entanglement and after I let myself fall for him. NOTE: This book is a full length standalone romance with a happily ever after.

    Off Limits Single Dad is a stand-alone novel with no cheating, no cliff hangers and a gorgeously romantic happily ever after.

    Want to know a secret? I’m still in love with my high school sweetheart.  I know it sounds silly. But his deep brown eyes and adorable dimples give me sleepless nights. He abandoned me all those years ago. I didn’t think he’d ever return. And look at me. I’m embarrassingly still holding on to my V-card. But now that he’s back... He’s hotter than ever. A notorious playboy and rich as sin. I made the mistake of trusting him once. There’s no way I’ll put my heart on the line again. A one-night stand?Sure. Falling in love and carrying his baby?No chance in hell.  …Or is there?

    3 billionaire romances.6 brand-new epilogues.Lots of babies.All the love.His Love: Justice will give Blair more than just his love.Her Love: All Thatcher needs is Imogene’s love.Their Love: Nothing is as important as Jamison & Hazel’s love.

     Welcome to The Cove With heavy iron gates, two security stations, and a groundskeeper's cottage, The Cove has everything a billionaire could ask for in a home. Dubbed Billionaire Bachelor Cove because of the resident's single status and income portfolios, The Cove is the perfect place to hide away from the world. But, as the residents soon find out, they can't hide from love. Her Flyboy Billionaire Boss Kate Coleman isn’t looking for love—especially not at 30,000 feet. She enjoys her career as a flight attendant, but it isn’t enough to pay for her Dad’s ever-increasing medical bills. When she’s unexpectedly offered a job as a corporate flight attendant—at three times her current salary—it seems like an answer to prayer. However, Kate’s growing attraction to her roguish employer could lead to turbulence ahead. Lincoln Pierce has two loves in life: airplanes and money. With all the time he spends personally delivering private jets from Pierce Airways to clients in the Middle East, having a reliable flight attendant is key to his success. But the woman hired for the position sends his world into a tailspin. How is he supposed to focus on business transactions with the beautiful and mysterious Kate Coleman constantly in his view? As her employer, Lincoln can hardly make a move, and Kate isn’t willing to do anything to jeopardize her job. The attraction between them grows palpable and jealous coworkers enter the mix, forcing Lincoln and Kate to question if rough skies are in their future, or if love lies on the horizon.

    Off Limits doesn't fit my brand or my plan.He's the burly country singer type.All flannel, all the time.I'm an elite New York socialite.Opposite is an understatement.Being with him could ruin everything.But the heart wants, what the...#LAME.So when I find out I'm pregnant?Well, let's hope I can keep that secret...Opposites attract in this full-length enemies to lovers romance. Don't miss this spectacular happily ever after! This book is part of the Ranch Boys series but stands alone. Books do not have to be read in order.

    Whatever he says goes.There are two things I wish I’d known before taking my first job as a legal associate at a top NYC firm.1.Despite graduating at the top of my class, I would still be expected to fetch coffee for powerful senior partners.2.My billionaire boss is drop dead gorgeous and should be avoided at all costs.The second one is the kicker.He’s a known workaholic, ultra-rich, total alpha male, looks good enough to eat…But I never want to be accused of sleeping my way to the top.Hell no! I’m a damn good attorney and I’m here to prove that.One brilliant idea later and I working side by side with boss hottie.And let’s just say… we make a great team.