I've been running away from the memories that haunt me for so long that depression has become my only comfort. I was content in the darkness...until Wes Michals offered to be my light.I didn't know that time wasn't my ally -- that every second that ticked past was one step closer to the end of something that was beginning to mean the end of myself. He tried to warn me. He promised me all he was able to offer--each moment as it came--but it would never be enough.Sometimes when you think it's the end, it's only the beginning. Wes thought he could save me, but in giving me everything, he ruined me. Because after one kiss, one touch, I couldn't--I wouldn't ever be the same.And from that moment on, his heartbeat became my own.

    Make that two. The first involves upholding her grandmother’s hobby of answering Dear Santa letters from dozens of local schoolchildren. The second ... well, he just came strolling in the door.For the last two years, Holly has not been able to stop thinking about gorgeous Seattle Shark Derrick Collins. His on-field exploits induce nightmares in quarterbacks across the NFL, but she knows he has a heart of gold.Derrick has never known a woman he wanted to bring home to meet his family, mostly because he keeps picking the wrong ones—until he runs into sweet, shy Holly Reynolds. Different from anyone he’s ever known, Derrick realizes she might just be everything he needs.When he discovers her holiday letter writing, he is determined to play Santa too. And as the pair team up to bring joy to one little boy very much in need, they discover the most precious Christmas gift of all: love.

    At the hotel pool. The beach.My innocence.We had a deal. Just one time, and nothing more, and I'll never forget the memory of his rock hard body over mine, his hard muscles clenching as he claimed me, as he made me scream out in pleasure.I don't need some MMA cage-fighting bad boy thinking I'm his, even if he makes my panties melt.I definitely don't need to be sharing a room with him on a family vacation for two weeks. Alone.But then things go horribly wrong, and Chance is the only one who can get us out.Before, I hated wanting him.Now, I just hate that I need him to save my life.---I turned a good girl bad...I'm not looking for a wife, just a hot lay.I wanted a taste of Cassie the second I saw her.Hit it and quit it never sounded so damned good.If only it stayed that way. Now, she's my stepsister, and knowing she's off limits just makes me want her more.I can't even look at her without wanting to tear her clothes off and feel her uncoiling around me.Without wanting to take every sweet inch of her again. And again.When I hear her old man's gotten her into trouble with the mafia, I lose it.I'll do anything to protect her, make her mine, and tame her lips for good.Nobody endangers what's mine. I'll never abandon what's mine.

    He’s never satisfied in one place too long. He’s traveled here, there, and everywhere in between. When his best friends begin finding their happily ever after, he realizes just how empty everything in his life is. Emerson Smith is a disaster waiting to happen. She falls, stumbles, and trips at the drop of a hat—and she’s usually the one dropping the hat. Saint steps in to rescue her once and the moment he has her in his arms, he knows that he wants to be the man that gets the privilege to save Emerson from herself… for the rest of their lives.

    But he might be the key.Logan Reed is tall, tatted and tempting. Kit’s a woman with a mean right hook and a secret.Kit wants a tattoo, but Logan sees more than she intends to share in the drawing of the tat she wants. He sees her in ways no one ever has.Logan’s not disabled; but he hasn’t spoken in eight years. He hasn’t needed to. Until he meets Kit.Logan doesn’t know everything about Kit. Kit doesn’t know anything about herself, until she has to sacrifice all she ever wanted to save what’s most important to him.This book is not meant for individuals under the age of 18 due to adult language, adult sexuality and adult situations.

    She was broken when she left. One night in my bed ruined her for good. I left her with aching lips, dark desires… and a secret baby. Eight years later, she’s back, and desperate for more of the same. But there are shadows on her tail – an ex-husband thirsty for blood. Well, he’d better come ready. I’ll die to protect what’s mine. Halley Talin should have stayed in my past. We had one night together – one hot, filthy night, a night where I showed her how pleasurable the shadows can be. I knew she’d never forget it. But I had to move on. I had a club to ride with, and that was all the family I ever wanted. At least, that’s what I used to think. Then Halley came knocking on my door once more. She was just as stunning, just as sweet. But something dark lingered behind her eyes. And when she stepped aside, she revealed something that left me damn near speechless – A son I never knew existed. I don’t know the first thing about being a father. All I know is crime and violence and the craven thrill of making a woman beg and moan. But for the first time in my life, I have something to lose. Something to fight for. Something to protect. And I’ll be damned if anyone is going to take it from me. BROKEN ANGEL is a full-length, standalone, contemporary bad boy romance with hot sex, no cheating, and a HEA ending.

    But the moment he sees Brooke Casterley, none of that matters. Caleb is filled with a raw, undeniable need that he can’t ignore…for a girl who is so completely different from everything and everyone he’s ever known.Only Brooke isn’t looking for love. She knows all too well just how much damage the wrong guy can do. Still, what sane, broke British girl can resist the charms of an incredibly sexy, chivalrous billionaire? What starts as flirtation quickly turns into all-consuming passion. Nothing could have prepared her for the searing heat of Caleb’s touch—or just how much she craves him.Their whirlwind romance is the stuff of high-society fantasy—but for every moment of pleasure, there is a cost. Past mistakes and tragedy shadow them both…and falling for him might be the kind of trouble she can’t afford.

    Are you ready to meet the Billionaire Bad Boys?Blind dates? Online dating profiles? Been there, done that.Georgia Cummings has zero luck with dating, and the era of the internet is not her friend. No matter how fast she runs, how many corners she turns, she can’t find her way out of this weird, alternate universe where men think d*ck pics are a replacement for small talk and getting to know a girl. One more crotch selfie and she might write men off for good… But why can’t she stop fantasizing about him?Kline Brooks is the quintessential billionaire bad boy—dark, styled, short hair, muscles for days, and a panty-dropping smile. Except—he isn’t.As his employee, he won’t touch her with a ten foot pole. But she won’t touch him either.Too bad their hormones missed the memo.Disclaimer:If you’re the type of woman who prefers crotch selfies to small talk, this book isn’t for you.If you enjoy random men you’ve never met filling up your inbox with dirty words and p*rn—for reasons focused more towards diddling your donut than laughing at the absurdity—this book isn’t for you. If you HATE laughing, this book isn’t for you.If you want your male leads to grunt, thrust like jack rabbits, and have one-track minds that prefer a nice pair of t*ts to brains every hour of every day for the rest of forever, well, then, this book still isn’t for you. But.If you enjoy a good swoon, a hearty laugh, witty banter, and some hot as f*@% f*@%ing, then consider Georgia Cummings your Girl Friday and Kline Brooks your next irresistible book boyfriend.