Invisible to the three I keep under my anger filled glare.Dressed in black, I have the hood of my zip-up hoodie pulled over my head and drawn closed as I fade into the afternoon shadows to observe and plan my revenge. They probably wouldn’t recognize me if they did see me standing here. I’ve changed a lot over the past nine years and I’m no longer the slightly chubby kid who wore overalls or t-shirts and jeans everyday of the week until I was thirteen and everything changed. Everything. When my best friends became my worst enemies.I watch as Seamus, Hayden, and Axel laugh and joke around in their front yard and toss a football back and forth between one another. We’re only a five minute walk from the college we all attend, a college I just transferred to mid semester of our senior year. They don’t know I’m here and that’s the way I want to keep it for a little bit longer. I patiently watch, waiting for them to leave for the football game so I can begin my plan.I will get my revenge.Barretta Dawn Bowers thought she had the three best friends in the whole world. There was nothing and no one that could come between them. Never in a million years did she think that they would be the reason for their friendship to be torn apart and her heart to break. Having moved to Florida with her aunt when her whole life had been turned upside down it isn't until nine years of being gone and a family emergency calls her home does she return to Oklahoma.Transferring to the local college and moving into an apartment close to campus with her best friend who tagged along for support, old memories and anger start rising to the surface when she soon finds herself face to face with her ex-friends turned enemies. To keep her mind off the troubles at home she begins to plot the revenge she promised herself so long ago.*Trigger Warnings*This Contemporary college-age romance is a medium/fast burn RH and contains several themes that readers should be aware of: swearing (shocking, I know), flashbacks of bullying, present revenge, and sexual themes suitable for 18+

    addictive.I fell hard and fast and then I left.I've thought about her every day since.As I sit here at a wedding watching her with her new boyfriend......I have regrets.Regrets for the past things I've done.But I won't regret what I'm about to do.She's telling me no but her body's telling me yes.I need her beneath me.I'm having her tonight. Bridget. It's the little things I remember about Ben.His smile and the icing sugar he had on his pancakes.What started out as private jokes between us soon turned into private visits.The quiet man at the back of the crowd.His dry wit made me laugh.His dominant body ruined me foreverHe never told me he loved me, until he was leaving.That was five years ago.Things are looking up for me.I met someone, someone special.But Ben is back.I find myself thinking about him ......more than I should.No matter how hard my heart is freefalling from my chest.I will never go back there.You only get to break my heart once.This is a stand alone, Contemporary romance.

    Possessive. Demanding. He always gets what he wants… “A beautiful woman, blindfolded and gasping… it takes a very special kind of person to meet my needs. A person I can make utterly mine.” Aiden Campbell. Guarded. Lonely. He’s been hurt before… “He’s more than I ever thought I’d have. More than I deserve. He makes me feel safe and taken care of, like I’m worth belonging to someone.” Ginny Lawson. Sexy. Single. She’s hard to satisfy… “Oh my God, I’m actually falling for them. For both of them. Together, they’re everything I need. They’re perfect for me.” No one should be alone at Christmas. One man is looking for someone to make his own, two people want the kind of love that they’ve never been able to find alone, but it’s not until all three come together that they find everything they never knew they needed… each other. HIS is a 36,000 standalone MMF bisexual ménage holiday romance with no cliffhangers. It’s intended for readers who enjoy explicit scenes of MF, MM, and MMF on the way to the kind of HEA that combines sweet with heat, and doesn’t let up until everybody is fully satisfied.

    

    I gave into temptation and fed the beating beast, which grew thirstier with every slash, every strike, every blow.⁣⁣Triple Falls wasn’t at all what it seemed, nor were the men that swept me under their wing. But in order to keep them, I had to be in on their secrets.⁣⁣Secrets that cost us everything to keep.⁣⁣That’s the novelty of fiction versus reality. You can’t re-live your own love story, because by the time you’ve realized you’re living it, it’s over. At least that was the case for me and the men I trusted my foolish heart to.⁣⁣Looking back, I’m convinced I willed my story into existence due to my illness.⁣⁣And all were punished.

    This novel contains a M/F/M relationship.Jade Lewis’s night out soon turns in to so much more than expected. A one-night stand with Chance Colt becomes more than she ever bargained for. His determined pursuit of Jade and her resolute dismissal of his charms leaves Jade at odds with her inner hussy. Confident she has managed to dodge the attraction she has for Chance, she lets down her guard, only to be taken by surprise by Chance’s ploy to win her over and convince her that they’re perfect for one another. Enter Dane, Chance’s best friend. Jade quickly realises all the fight in her was useless, especially when things are left to Chance.

    But this is no ordinary castle. It’s called Heartstone Psychiatric hospital and it houses forty other patients. It has nurses with mean faces and techs with permanent frowns.It has a man, as well. A man who is cold and distant. Whose voice drips with authority. And whose piercing gray eyes hide secrets, and maybe linger on her face a second too long. Willow isn’t supposed to look deep into those eyes. She isn’t supposed to try to read his tightly leashed emotions. And neither is she supposed to touch herself at night, imagining his powerful voice and that cold but beautiful face.No, Willow Taylor shouldn’t be attracted to Simon Blackwood, at all. Because she’s a patient and he’s her doctor. Her psychiatrist. The medicine man. WARNING: This book discusses sensitive issues including but not limited to, depression and suicide.

    He lives with me. I want them both... AlexI’ve got good reason to keep my mouth shut around my best friend Elliot, so when he hires the luscious Joelle Munroe to save his restaurant I can understand his hands-off frustration. But she doesn’t work for me…ElliotI need a culinary genius -- Joelle needs a job. When she turns out to be sweet, smart, and sexy as hell, I can’t blame my best friend for wanting her too. But Joelle wasn't there the night Alex left his bedroom door open and after what we did together... Now they're both in my head.JoelleEyes on the prize -- get the job, get into school, get my career on track. I’ve got too much on the line to lose my head over my boss, or his roommate's seriously fine ass. And definitely not both at the same time.*-*"Sizzle" is a full-length standalone bisexual ménage romance including MF, MM, MFM, and MMF lovin’. No cheating, no cliff-hangers — nothing but the naughty good stuff! 18+ readers only, please.

    The plan: return to the mountains, find my way again after we lost my brother. Then move on. I had everything planned out down to how many bottles of wine it would take. What I never expected was for three irresistible alphas to bust through my door dragging the past in with them.  My brother's three best friends are home on leave, and they have ideas on how they want to spend their furlough and their obsessive attentions are solely on me. Did I picture myself with them when I barely knew what love was? Hell, yes!  What's so bad about falling for three Marines with talented, dirty mouths and hard bodies? They left my heart shattered beyond repair once already. I can't fall for them. Not again. But their claiming kisses and possessive caresses have me second-guessing my bachelorette status and wondering what letting three men worship me forever could do for a wounded heart.Author's Naughty Note: A quick, dirty reverse harem romance novel that will leave your hearts and Kindles on fire. Not one, but three possessive alpha AF Marines are done waiting for the girl they were forced to leave behind. As always this military reverse harem romance is safe with a HEA guaranteed! Enjoy!

    She only wanted to get laid, not get knotted, bitten, and bonded. Now Baby’s entire life is about to turn upside down.With the sexual frenzy of her heat on its way, she needs to find a pack, a nest, and alphas she can trust.The Late Night Howlers have given up hope…After years of waiting for an omega to choose them, this motorcycle club of alphas is ready to move on with their lives. Until one sweet woman takes a chance on them.A rundown bar and apartment building is no place to spoil a new omega but the Howlers are determined to do right by Baby when she needs them. All they have to do is keep her satisfied while resisting the mouthwatering temptation to bite and bond her, permanently.When a rival MC comes sniffing after Baby, her safety is put at risk and the Howlers may be torn apart forever.

    Dale brought his two grown sons to help pack and move us into their house. Both were hard-bodied and handsome, but Caine didn’t speak to me. Colt, on the other hand, said crude stuff like, “Wanna ride with me? Then I’m gonna need gas or ass,” but I couldn’t take my eyes off his rippling muscles and challenging blue eyes.Some are about speed, sex, and defiance.When Colt offered me a ride to school, I thought the ‘gas or ass’ thing was a joke, but he wasn’t kidding. Though he barely touched me, he shattered the innocence I couldn’t wait to shed. Even then, I sensed I’d never be the same. He and Caine soon upped the stakes, putting me behind the wheel of cars that could reach insane speeds. They kept challenging me to find my inner wild child, pairing illegal drag races with high-octane sex games, games like 'winner gets head'.And some are about trying to break you.It wasn’t long before I was hooked, but I always planned to walk away. Then everything spun out of control and walking wasn’t an option. I had to run._____**Disclaimer: This is a tale of a young girl’s crush that turns to hatred and back to love. Gas and Ass is the crush-to-hate part of the story. There’s no HEA inside these pages, so if that’s a must, this isn’t the story for you. If you can delay gratification, however, the hatred-to-love part is the basis of the sequel, Turn and Burn.

    Or at least I thought I did. There’s nothing more soul crushing then learning your fiancé of three years a lying, cheating bastard. So what do I do? I hop in my car and drive…searching for an escape. Two long days later, I find myself in the middle of the Colorado wilderness and face to…chest…with not one, but TWO, insanely hot mountain men. Tan, bearded, and covered in denim and flannel, they look exactly like the kind of short-term remedy my broken heart needs. But this is just temporary, right? Hunter/Lachlan Wild Woods Retreat. The dream we made into a reality. Our life is good. Simple. Easy. Or it was, before her. She doesn’t fit in here. She’s made for fine silk, pretty jewels and fancy parties. So why then does she fit so perfectly in our arms? She says this is temporary. The kisses. The touches. All of it. Yeah, right. We aren’t looking for a fling. We want Dolly for keeps. We’ll just have to convince her to give up her city life and embrace her wild side. **Her Twin Mountain Men is a standalone steamy, uber-sexy, knock-your-socks-off MFM menage. If you like wild mountain men, covered in flannel, and a little romance, this is for you. No cheating. HEA.**

    Until him. Until he made me break every rule. When my husband comes face-to-face with my mystery man he's livid.Because they've already met.Now I’m caught between the man I love and the man that sets my soul on fire. They’re both asking me to make a decision. But how do I choose between two pieces of my heart?

    Carnage. Killing.The three Cs that make my life complete.I know killing technically doesn’t start with a C – but wouldn’t life be better if it did? Just like it would be better if the Devil was my boyfriend, Santa wasn’t a d*ck and I didn’t live under a bridge.I wished for my life to improve, but it didn’t. I was kidnapped, sold, sold again, stuck in a death game, sold AGAIN and now I’m living in a serial killer’s basement.Oh and there’s another dude down here who lives in a cage and doesn’t talk. I call him Dead Man on account of his soulless eyes. He either wants to kiss me or choke me out. I can’t decide which I want most.Anyways, my hot, tattooed, muscular insane Irish captor thinks I might make a good hit woman once he trains me up. Which is a freaking insult by the way as I’m already the best killer in town. Ask anyone. Except the cops. Don’t ask them or they’ll send me back to that creepy asylum where they gave me the crazy pills. But shh, that’s a secret. Want to know another one? I quite like it here. Every day is anarchy and that’s my favourite flavour.So I think I’m gonna join The Death Club and let my freak flag fly.This is a brand new dark menage series set in the same world as the Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep series with character crossover. Each series can be read independent of each other and the lead female character will end up with more than one love interest.

    Sometimes they need music. Other times, only a night with a stranger will soothe the pain. On the night Isaac and I met, we tried all three. When it was over, we went our separate ways. We planned to never see each other again, but I should really know by now that plans don’t work out the way they're supposed to. It has been four years since that night, and it’s a bizarre twist of fate that lands me in need of help only Isaac can give. I don’t want to be attracted to him, but I am. I don’t want my heart to skip a beat when it sees him, but it does. And I really don’t want him to look at me that way, but he won’t stop. Because things aren't like they were four years ago. And this time? We don’t have the option of parting ways when the sun comes up.