Bad goods. Not good enough for anyone. Brett Daniels is a player with a capital manwhore. The idea of being with just one woman is something that he’d never entertain. He’s out looking for a new wingman, since he lost his to a woman. He won’t make the same mistake, hell no. It’s all about sex, having fun. Forgetting. I’m damaged. Bad goods. Too much for anyone to deal with. Eva Chapman is back in the game. She’s had a hell of a year and she’s ready to make the most of it now. Too much has been taken from her. She’s not willing to give up anything else, for anyone. It’s time for sex, and fun. Anything to help her forget. When Brett meets up with his old friend Eva, he knows he’s found his wingman. A secret, sexy weapon no one will see coming. Not even him. Can two damaged hearts learn to beat as one or is the damage too severe?

    Rook Security then comes in, spiriting her away to shield her from the ruthless criminals seeking to kill her and her campaign against ivory smuggling. That’s when she meets him again—the charmingly awkward jock who never gave her the time of day. She knows he’s just being paid to protect her, just doing a job that any meathead with a gun can do… so why is it that he makes her feel that everything’s going to be alright? PART TWO Sequence Bone is the ice man of Rook Security—cool, calm, and collected as he watches everything from his high-tech perch. Then she came bumbling and bubbling into his life. His job is to be her eyes and ears, to provide overwatch as she cuts off her ties to one of the most dangerous men in New York. And yet he just couldn’t keep up the frosty mask that he normally wears, couldn’t stop caring about her more than he should. PART THREE Atlas Bone knows what it’s like to suffer, to take all the pain and abuse without being able to do a thing. His laughter, his bantering and blustering—all a façade he learned to build up over the years. That’s why he recognized the signs when he first lays his eyes upon the little waif of a woman: eyes deep with despair, flesh sunken from chronic hunger, and bruises in all the right spots. He wanted to give her a small gesture of kindness, help make her life a little easier while soothing over his long-forgotten wounds of the heart.But the past has a way of catching up with everyone... PART FOUR Moreau Davy may smile for the cameras, pose for the fans, and dazzle the paparazzi. Deep inside, however, he pines away for a woman he knows hates him. Better to keep her at arm’s length, play the role of stupid celebrity, than to risk losing her altogether by confessing his feelings for her. And then someone decides to kill him… or at least tries to. Savannah Georgia hates the spoiled, egotistical clients of Rook Security—especially this one self-important Hollywood hotshot. He brings in the money on the regular though so she grits her teeth and plays the part of bodyguard. One failed assassination attempt later, and she finds out that the man called Moreau Davy isn’t as invincible—or as intolerable—as she once thought him to be. PART FIVE Javier Rook gave her all the space she needed—even if meant signing the divorce papers. He ignored the screams of his soul, of the love he lost, all for the sake of her happiness. And so he endured, steeling his heart against the pain. If it was for her sake, he would stoically take anything and everything that comes his way. Someone out there, however, wants to make sure that Javier never finds happiness ever again. And what better way to make a man suffer than to destroy that which he loves most?

    I'm a 6'6" former Marine who grew up on a farm. I know I've got no business being around someone like her. But she's so gorgeous, so gentle and sweet, I can't look away. Then someone tries to kill her. And for the first time in years, I find something worth fighting for.She's no spoiled brat. She's brave, smart...she's the leader her country needs. But powerful people want her dead. To keep her safe, I have to go on the run with her. But every time I say "Your Highness," all I can think about is kissing those sweet lips and tearing that dress right off her. Neither of us can resist...but if I let her get close, she's going to see how broken I am inside. As her country spins towards war, I'm the only one who can protect her. I'm no prince. But I will save my princess.

    Long haired, tattooed and tall as an Irish giant. He was more than just handsome, he was drop dead gorgeous. And the only one who ever truly cared. It didn’t matter to him that my father was a criminal and my mother a whore. He saw me, understood me. I could be anything I wanted, he said. Except his. Because I was too young and he was my Juvenile Liaison Officer. Diarmuid It’s been years since I last saw her. No longer a girl, she has a body of a woman. When our eyes met again, I saw the only one who ever broke through my asshole mask. She never judged me. She saw me, accepted me. She could be anything she wanted. Except mine. Cause she’s only seventeen and I’m trying my hardest not to fall for her. If I give in, she will ruin me. This is a slow-burn, angsty love story spanning across a seven-year time period with sexual situations and drug-use involving characters under the age of eighteen. Irish Kiss is a complete standalone novel with a Happily Ever After, but damn, it is going to hurt along the way.

    Young, gorgeous, successful, smart. Did I mention young? If I did, it bears repeating. Ford Donovan was too young for me.Let's back up to how it all started. My best friend decided I needed to start dating again. So, without my knowledge, she set up a profile for me on a popular dating site--one that invited men ages twenty-one to twenty-seven to apply for a date. Those nicknamed Cunnilingus King were told they'd go straight to the top for consideration. The profile wasn't supposed to go live. Another point that bears repeating--it wasn't supposed to.Nevertheless, that's how I met Ford, and we started messaging. He made me laugh; yet I was adamant that because of his age, we could only be friends. But after weeks of wearing me down, I finally agreed to one date only--my first after twenty years of being with my high school sweetheart. I knew it couldn't last, but I was curious about him.Though, you know what they say...curiosity kills the cat.My legs wobbled walking into the restaurant.Ford was seated at the bar. When he turned around, he took my breath away.His sexy smile nearly melted my panties.But...he looked so familiar.As I got closer I realized why.He was the son of the neighbor at our family's summer home.The boy next door.Only now...he was all man.I hadn't seen him in years.I left the restaurant and planned to put the entire crazy thing behind me.Which I did. Until summer came.And guess who decided to use his family's summer home this year?

    She left her mark and burned her goodness into my heart.There’s no room left for anyone else, only her.I can’t chase her. I have to let her go.Sure, she’s a club girl and I could have her under me whenever I want, but I can’t do that to her. I refuse to pull her any deeper into the Diamond MC.When that decision is taken out of my hands and she’s dragged into the darkness, all I see is rage and bloodshed.I’ll make them pay. Every single one of them who thought they could steal her away, take her from me.She’s everything.And once I have her back, I’ll make sure I never let go.She’s light and goodness.Maybe she’s too good for me, but maybe she’s just what I need to balance my world.I’ll give her everything and make her mine.And just maybe she’ll make me hers too.Warning: this book contains violence, offensive language, and very mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and up.Note: Book #1 in the Diamond MC series, though these characters have been seen in the mm Polished P &P series, you don't have to read them first to read Country.

    A hot bodyguard. A high-stakes game of temptation.For Nasir, former Special Ops military man and bodyguard, his new job seems like an easy-money gig: trail a Russian mobster’s runaway wife in Mexico, enjoy the sun, observe, and report. Just one rule: don’t get too close. But it’s all Naz can do not to watch the alluring dancer’s every move. A closer look is irresistible—especially when she’s in trouble.Evalina escaped to the island getaway to live an untraceable life—as far away from the past as she can get. But Eva can’t ignore the dark, muscled stud who rescues her from a drug gang. He says he’s an ex-cop on vacation. When providence throws them together time and again, Eva thinks it’s all a beautiful coincidence. Now she’s giving in to a strange new sensation: trust.But Naz has a mission to accomplish and a secret to keep. Eva has her share of secrets, too. And as the heat flares between them, Naz knows that trust could become the most dangerous impulse of all.***Part one of a three part series.***

    That had always been my rule. But that was before Race True.The moment I saw her, I wanted her. But there was a problem. She wasn’t just another pretty face—no, she was my first client at ALFA PI. My take-what-I-want attitude shouldn't include her, but how the hell can I be expected to keep my hands off?The danger that followed her had my protective instincts in overdrive. And as the clock ticked down, the choice was laid out before me: save her career or risk everything and have her in my bed. Could I put aside my wants for her needs? Or would my selfishness destroy everything in the process?Warning: If you can't handle a dirty-mouthed bad boy or a tough woman with an attitude, this might not be the book for you.

    It's easier than letting people in and telling them about that night.I live my life in the shadows because happiness is something that I can't have.I keep my pain where it belongs, in the past. I keep my secrets buried deep down.Now my past is colliding with my future, and I'm not sure how I'm going to survive.But in the midst of the darkness is a shining light: Trent.Sometimes you find home in the place you least expect it.

     Maybe if I were older. Maybe if he wasn’t my brother’s best friend. Maybe if he wasn’t my teacher. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Having my dirty little secret living down the hall had me obsessing over alternate endings and happily ever afters. I’d never wanted someone so badly, but his hot and cold behavior was giving me emotional whiplash. In the classroom, he practically ignored me. But here? In my brother’s loft? It felt like we were a thick rubber band, pulled so tight we’d snap. Falling for Decker Harris made me realize that life wasn’t as serendipitous as everyone liked to think. We weren’t just a collection of maybes thrust into the world with hope and good intentions. Everything started with a choice, and somewhere between grief and redemption, I chose to make him mine.

    My name is Cassidy Porter...My father, Paul Isaac Porter, was executed twenty years ago for the brutal murder of twelve innocent girls.Though I was only eight-years-old at the time, I am aware - every day of my life - that I am his child, his only son.To protect the world from the poison in my veins, I live a quiet life, off the grid, away from humanity.I promised myself, and my mother, not to infect innocent lives with the darkness that swirls within me, waiting to make itself known.It's a promise I would have kept...if Brynn Cadogan hadn't stumbled into my life.Now I exist between heaven and hell: falling for a woman who wants to love me, while all along reminding myself that I must remain...Unloved.**NOTE: This book is intended for readers 18+**

    

Too bad Siena has sworn off all men, especially gorgeous arrogant ones. She wouldn’t date the sexy rich boy for even a million dollars, which is exactly what he offers her. 

Harrison never meant to offend the beautiful beach shop cashier when he gave her a million-dollar check. He was just trying to get her attention. How could he have known that Siena was fed up with men and would use the check to try and ruin him? 

When Harrison buys up the beach shop where Siena works as payback, her opinion of him isn’t improved. But the more time she spends with her new boss the harder it is to keep hating him. 

Siena soon realizes that she can only resist the billionaire’s charm for so long. What harm could there be to let herself indulge in just one steamy night with the playboy?

    She's even more heartbroken and confused when a hired private investigator tracks him half a world away, to a seaside town in Colombia. But the country has recently been ravaged by a massive earthquake and deadly tsunami, shutting down outside communication and making travel all but impossible. Still, Olivia is determined to make it to Colombia to find the answers she so desperately seeks. What she needs is a guide—a mercenary.The man named Thomas arrives in shadows, an unmistakable air of danger about him, promising to help lead her through the ruined, crime-infested country. But when Thomas and Olivia find themselves fighting an undeniable attraction, danger takes on a whole new meaning. Then again, in the lush jungles of South America, all the rules are different and Thomas and Olivia are about to discover that sometimes the thing you seek, isn't necessarily the thing you find.Seek is a STANDALONE novel with a small, fun connection to the Sign of Love Collection

    We were poison together and there was no antidote.Our story began like any other fairy tale ended.With a beautiful wedding.One kiss.Two rings.Three vows.Killian Spencer became my lawfully wedded husband and I, his dutiful wife.But he was no Prince Charming. He didn’t come to save me… and he vowed there would be no happily ever after.And me?Just like the legends I'd read as a little girl, I always thought I’d be the princess in my fairy tale.Well, I was the villain of our love story.“Till death do us part…”

    In a single breath, everything becomes nothing, and she finds herself on a plane to Savannah, Georgia in search of the meaning of life. After securing a six-month lease for a beachfront house on Tybee Island, Scarlet changes the way she looks, thinks, eats—basically her entire outlook on life. She needs peace, but what she gets is a housemate who looks like Thor, acts like a warden, and smells her proximity like a Bloodhound. Theodore Reed is a carpenter and perfectionist with a body built of steel, a black, hollow heart, and a hunger for revenge. He doesn’t like company, girly-smelling crap, and British accents. He resents every breath she takes. She’s fascinated by his every move. In time, they discover their coexistence is toxic, their physical attraction is electric, the secrets they keep mean the difference between life and death, and the only truth they share is that everything is a lie. “Over eighty-five percent of the world's population believes in a higher power, yet, very few people believe in miracles.” Do you believe?