After getting hit in the neck with a pitch—an injury that nearly cost him his life—he has one last chance to play for his hometown team, the Stockton Beavers. But his mom has Alzheimer’s, and he’s all she has to depend on. How can he pursue his career, much less someone special?Personal care aide Roberta Bennett is done dating baseball players. Having had her share of heartbreak, she heads to Stockton hoping for a fresh start. But after she finds Luke’s mom outside, lost, and alone, she can’t refuse when he hires her on the spot. Unbeknownst to Luke, Roberta is all too familiar with the violent tendencies of the pitcher who hit him.Now that they’re living under the same roof, the last thing either of them is looking for is a relationship. But it’s not long before they find themselves drawn to each other. And right when Luke is thinking about finally making a change to his single status, a secret from Roberta’s past emerges with the power to tear them apart.

    Yet, I’m willing to submit. He’s claiming me. I know it and want it. In fact, I demand it. Richard’s my best friend’s brother, and totally off limits. He’s under the control of his family’s ambitiously demanding patriarch but longs for independence. His own father thwarts his every move. He needs a woman to help him overtake his father’s inheritance. That’s where I come in… as his fake wife. He asks me to pretend to be married to him, make it appear like we’re a loving couple. Not a difficult ask when I catch a glimpse of his chiseled body or feel the caress of his hand on my back. The way he looks at me is blurring the lines between real and pretend. How far will we go to keep up appearances? And will my heart stay intact through all of this? This is a stand alone. Hot and spicy. Twist and turns. Happy ending.

    It’s not a gift, but rather, all skill, honed to a razor’s edge after one too many trips down the rabbit hole.Some may dismiss my talent as misplaced and misguided cynicism, but they’d be wrong. Cliches about hope and faith in mankind are concocted unicorn farts, an effort to keep the dreamers dreaming. Experiences don’t lie—people do.While I’m not proud of the circumstances that led me to this way of thinking, I respect the journey. The road to enlightenment can be dark and foreboding, but the destination makes it all worthwhile.But funny thing about the past—it’s a defiant child refusing to stay in time out. No matter how deeply buried, it can always pop up when least expected, and sink its fucking claws into the flesh of your heart. No, not my heart—I no longer have one. I foolishly gave it away years ago, but I still feel the ripping in my chest as I fist the crumpled note left on my porch.I’ve avoided this day, ran from it, for the past eight years.And still we meet again.But to truly understand … to feel my dread and fear my future as I do, it’s important to know what happened in my past.Or who…My name is Marlo Rivers, and this is my story of corrupted love.MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY 18+Warning: This book contains graphic content which may not be suitable for sensitive readers.

    The second was in love--with him. It wasn't meant to happen. But he was there for me. A bad boy I had nothing in common with. He was trouble. And he saved me. But as secrets have their way of unravelling, truth came to light. It always does.

    But amid murderous scandal, Jackson thumbed out of town, leaving Rochelle's reputation in tatters and a village's verdict that the boy was no damn good.Now Rochelle was revisiting that pain-filled past, and sinister rumors once more swept Gold Creek as an older, bolder Jackson tempted her with forbidden fruit. Paradise regained - or a plunge into peril? The truth was as elusive as the mists off Whitefire Lake....

    At 16, she hoped he'd be her Valentine...just as he announced his love - for someone else. Now grown-up, gorgeous Kimara doesn't need or want the playboy heir. But he has other things in mind.3 hours and 51 minutes

    Now, I’m in a living nightmare as I work alongside this monster of a man with mesmerizing emerald eyes that look at me inappropriately every time I see him. To add insult to injury, he has a tan I just want to lick, and a butt worth drooling over every time he purposefully walks by me. But, he's an asshat, and looks are everything. I mean, aren't. LOOKS. ARE. NOT. EVERYTHING. Why do I have to keep reminding myself of this? His job is to clean, cook, and tend to the house we work in. That's why I call him the manservant. Oh, and because it drives him nuts. That's what he gets for torturing me. This is a story of little restraint, too much desire, questionable actions, no strength whatsoever, and the best sex I've ever had. The question is: Do I fall for this crude manservant whose idea of a fun time is to tie people up and do obscene things, or do I give him a taste of his own medicine? All I'm going to say is... Things get weird, twisted, then hot, then weird again, and — you get my drift. Go ahead and laugh. It might not be so funny if it happened to you. *A devine comedy filled with humorous satire and sexy moments that lead to a love that lasts — a perfect beach read if you enjoy romance.*

    It's a fluke. Too much whiskey. Believe me when I say, it will NEVER happen again. I’m trying not to take it personally. Sh*t happens. It’s not a reflection on me. He claims it was too much whiskey. A one time occurrence. And I believe him. But then why the hell does it happen a second time? Fate’s a funny thing. He likes her.She likes him. They say the third time's a charm…

    Book 4 - Love Me: Keatyn's mom says you can't love someone until you learn to love yourself. So even though Vincent is getting more and more scary. Even though he's doing a nationwide search for her. She's going to learn to love herself. And she's trying to choose between three boys: molten lava kisses Dawson, the God of all Hotties who is practically infused with love potion Aiden, and the boy who first stole her heart Brooklyn. Book 5 - Adore Me: Lying to her friends is killing Keatyn, so she's not going back to Eastbrooke after her Thanksgiving break in St. Croix. She plans to go on break by herself, but she doesn't end up on the island alone. Book 6 - Hate Me: Keatyn was told if she went away the stalker would forget about her, lose interest, and move on. But he hasn't. In fact, her being gone has only made things worse. So she decides to take matters into her own hands and fight back. Hey, Vincent. You ready for a little chaos?

    At sixteen-years-old, Sebastian Baxter taught me that. He taught me a lot of things.He never had to work for my heart. In some unexplainable way I think it had always belonged to him anyway.We spent years loving each other, hurting each other, trying to forget each other, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never erase the memory of him. His eyes, his smile, his touch—these are all things that are embedded in my brain, tattooed on my skin, and etched into my heart. Some might think our love story is over, but deep down I know it’s only just beginning. Because it’s not about where the night begins, it’s about where it ends…

    Time is fast. No replay. No rewind. That's my motto. And there's nothing wrong with that. That is until the day I turn 27 and everything changes. Suddenly, I'm expected to... 1) Move back to my hometown. 2) Stop partying. 3) Take over my family's winery. 4) And get married. Wait! What? That last one I didn't see coming. I'm Tyler Justin Ryan Holiday III, Northern California's most eligible bachelor, and I don't do monogamy. It's just a wild guess but I'd have to say that monogamy isn't going to do me, either. My grandmother won't listen to a word I have to say on the matter. And since the old battle-axe is still at the helm of my legacy, it's not like I can blow her off. However, when she tells me whom she thinks will make the perfect bride, and then subsequently drops me at said bride's door, I nearly lose my mind. Sure, dear old granny tries to sugarcoat the situation with a lot of glitz and glamour, but there's no turning ash into fairy dust. Paris Elizabeth Hollis Fairchild isn't only the ultimate party girl and terrible wife material, she's also my sworn enemy. We loathe each other. We have good reason. And it isn't because our families are competitors. Needless to say, I'm not surprised when the she-devil slams the door in my face--but it still pisses me off. Apparently, she doesn't know me as well as she thinks. Doesn't understand I've changed. Doesn't realize her rejection only spurs me on--makes me want to tame her, claim her, make her mine. Then again, at 27 I'm no longer a lovesick teenager. I'm a grown man with a big ego and an even bigger...never mind. Paris says she doesn't want to know how big I am, in any sense of the word. I don't believe her. Either way, it doesn't matter. She's a challenge I can't resist. A temptation I can't ignore. The woman I must have. We haven't spoken in ten years but mark my words, she and I will be doing that and a hell of a lot more--very soon. Life is short. Time is fast. Replay. Rewind. That's my new motto. And there's no sugarcoating that. ***This is volume 1 in the Party Ever After series. Volume 2 will be released December 9th and Volume 3 December 23rd.***

    He may be able to take my body, but he will never have my heart. It’s only a week. One week in the bed of the city’s most notorious criminal. I can handle it. I have to. But I don’t count on his scorching sensuality, his surprising sweetness. His fierce protectiveness. I know he’s the last man in the world I should fall for, but his touch ignites something deep inside me. His dark, tormented soul calls to mine, draws me in, forces me to feel things I’ve never allowed myself to feel before… Dmitry Working as a hit man for the Russian Mafia, my life is nothing but an endless abyss of violence and solitude. My only goal is to keep my head down and do my job until I’ve repaid my debt and can get the hell out. I’m so close. Soon, I will be able to put this life of blood and death behind me. Until I see her. Daisy. Sweet. Innocent. With a core of hardened steel. Everything I’ve ever wanted, and everything I know I can never deserve. In a world full of darkness and cruelty, Daisy is like a ray of sunlight shining down into the pits of my personal hell. She is the light to my darkness, the innocence to my depravity. I will move heaven and earth to make her mine. And God help anyone who gets in my way. ** A full-length 67,000 word standalone, sizzling hot romance set in a dark landscape with no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed HEA! This book involves explicit scenes, dark themes, and may contain triggers, but amid the violence and danger, two souls learn the true meaning of love and sacrifice. **

    I gave it all up after my brother’s accident and now I’m just trying to figure out how to save my family’s legacy and get over a broken heart. I’ve been in love with my friend Soraya since the ninth grade. Too bad she’s in love with someone else. I even have the broken jaw to prove it.My life is a mess. Until a smoking hot, little firecracker with a zesty attitude walks into my gym and turns everything upside down.She’s keeping secrets, something or someone she’s running from, and I’m going to find out.I won’t let her run anymore. I’ll prove she’s worth the fight. I must pull off the biggest win of my life. I’m ready to battle in and out of the octagon for her.I’m ready to save my family’s livelihood and win the woman of my dreams.I’m ready to battle for my destiny.Don’t think you know how this fight is going to turn out.

    He was my protector. My best friend. My everything.And I was sidekick.We stayed close, even when relationships and life in general tried to tear us apart.Years later, he landed an internship at Montague Enterprises, competing with my childhood nemesis, Conner Daniels, for the final coveted position.That's when things got messy. The two bargained for the official job offer, using me as their pawn.And I fell for it. The scheming. The stolen kisses. The late night texts. My heart was being torn in two, and neither one of them cared. All good things must come to an end, right? Except our ending was one I didn't see coming. Hell, it should've never started in the first place.

    the Transporter, channels his need for speed into top-secret delivery runs for the Hudson Kings, an elite band of mercenaries. His precious cargo has never talked back—until now. He’s riding to the rescue of his fellow team member’s sister, who’s fleeing her abusive boyfriend. His job: steer clear of trouble and get her to New York City in one piece. But he didn’t count on her driving him to distraction. Now he needs to keep both hands on the wheel—and off his best friend’s sister.Cecily Keegan has a poor track record when it comes to falling for charming bad guys. So although she’s grateful for this hard-bodied wheelman’s protection, she’s terrified of listening to her heart, which has been racing since she got into his backseat. But when she learns that the danger is far greater than a possessive ex, she has to trust Shane—and the strength inside herself—to deliver her from evil.