He's sexy and irresistible. I've done my best to ignore the magnetism that flows between us. I don't need complications in my life. I can't get wrapped up in his world, the last thing I need is to get attached to a professional athlete. I don’t have time for heartbreak. 

Something about her pulls me in. I want to get to know her. I want a chance to show her I'm more than just my career, my paycheck. I'm the man for her. I know I am. No matter how much she resists this connection between us. It doesn't change the fact that she’s my grand slam.

    Most of the men in the f*cking place old enough to be her daddy. Hell, I’m no different. Except she doesn’t give any of them ‘f*ck-me eyes.” Only me. The sweet little thing better watch herself, or she’s going to find her knees sore, her lips swollen, and her body owned by a big mother f*cker like me. She thinks she can handle herself in the bar, but I wonder how quickly she’d cry out in the bedroom. After a long couple of years overseas, I want two things. Time with my son and a long week of being f*cked nice and hard by the pretty little virgin down at the base bar that’s finally legal. I don’t want her to cry Uncle. I want her to cry Daddy. And she will. Over and over and over again. A single father navy SEAL and a virgin romance. He’s 16 years older, and she’s dying for a chance to experience a night with him. She has been for most of her life. Poor thing. One night will never be enough.

    Right. She’s tried it all—fix ups, speed dating, online profiles and even a popular phone app, all with no success. She’s sure her dream man is out there, but she’s done trying to find him herself. She figure's when it’s meant to be; fate will find a way. Ryan Walters is a workaholic who’s not looking for Mrs. Right. He’s not even looking for Mrs. Right Now. Instead, he spends his days focused on what he cares about most— amassing a fortune. Aside from his sister and her children, Ryan has no time for entanglements of any kind. What happens when one confirmed bachelor meets the sweetest girl in the world? Happily ever after, of course!

    She wasn't expecting to meet the gruff but too sexy for his own good Billionaire Brett Cantone who seemed to have a chip on his shoulder. The two butt heads on first sight until Brett's body has a very telling reaction to her nearness when she gets in his face. Now this over possessive alpha is hot on her tail, and doesn't plan to let up until he gets what he wants. The hot young mother under him.

    Steamy and unapologetically witty.Five hockey players, a cabin in the woods . . . and little old me, Winnie Berlin.Sounds like the start of a fantasy, right? But it's not. It's my reality.It all started when I got lost in the middle of the Canadian Rockies. A wicked thunderstorm sent my car mud sliding into a ditch and for a girl whose survival skills involve finding the nearest Starbucks, I was in deep trouble.Forced to abandon my car in search of help, I stumbled upon a cabin in the middle of nowhere. Soaking wet, irritated, and in desperate need of a hot shower, I knocked on the door for help only to be greeted by five boisterous, burly, and insanely attractive men.Not just men.Professional hockey players.I hit the motherload of fantasies, right? Wrong.Because as it turns out, one of them is my ex-boyfriend's half-brother. And when I end up crashing in their spare bedroom for the night, things take a very unexpected turn.I'm not sure any amount of survival skills can protect my heart from Vancouver Agitators star goalie, Pacey Lawes. But as long as we kiss and don’t tell, maybe everything will be okay . . .

    It doesn’t matter that he is tall, dark, and handsome. Or how good he smells.Or how strong his arms areOr that he has tattoos she wants to lickHe wants to be a celebrity chef and live in the spotlight. She wants to hide in the shadowsWhere it’s safe with her fellow misfits.It could never work with him… right?*** Warning contains explicit sexual content and adult language. Not intended for readers under 18 ***

    That could be because the temporary rental she's in is a dump, or it might be that the police just kicked in the door of said rental and came in with their weapons drawn.Officer John Wright is stunned to realize the girl standing in front of him with her hands up is the former neighbor he's pined over for years. Now that he's finally got her within his sights, he plans never to let her go.

    Now a physical therapist, she uses her experience to help other veterans heal from their physical wounds; while she battles her own emotional damage. Blaming himself for his best friend’s suicide, former Army Ranger Jase Larken, retreated from life. To honor his best friend’s memory and assuage his guilt, he started an outdoor adventure company to help veterans with PTSD. Bree had better things to do than catch her cheating fiancé in bed with another woman. Jase is something better - for a night at least. For the first time in years, Jase wanted more. When he finds her again, he doesn’t give her another chance to run.Jase’s possessiveness grates on Bree’s independent nature. She’s dealt with her fair share of alpha-male, door kickers and doesn’t need one telling her what to do now. But as a new danger emerges, Bree and Jase must face their pasts, before someone's obsession with Bree destroys any chance they have of a future.

    Well, that, and the 12 Days—or nights, in this case—of Christmas Syd has promised him. When his Justice Team partners, Mitch Monroe and Caroline Foster, discover a Santa sneaking around behind the restaurant, Grey and Mitch uncover a theft ring that’s leaving kids without toys and families without a reason to celebrate. But taking down the Santas could put Grey in hot water…especially if it ruins Christmas at Sydney’s shelter for battered women and children. Can Grey pull off the ultimate sting operation and save Christmas for Sydney and the shelter’s residents? Or will giving the bad guys a dose of holiday justice leave him with nothing but coal in his stocking?

    When my daughter wouldn’t stop wailing one night, Mr. Manwhore came knocking on my door. Miraculously, at the sound of his voice, Sunny stopped crying. And when he held her…she eventually fell asleep in his arms.Deacon was rough on the exterior, but apparently on the inside? Mr. Single-and-Ready-to-Mingle was a baby whisperer.After that night, we became friends.He’d go for coffee runs. Come over to chat. Normal friend stuff.But over time, our conversations ran deeper. We got closer.Until one night we crossed the line.Our friendship turned into a complicated mess.I’d gone and fallen for a guy who’d sworn off commitment and kids.I knew Deacon was starting to care for me too, even though Sunny and I didn’t fit into any plan he’d ever imagined for himself.He was wrong for me—so wrong that I’d dubbed him the “anti-boyfriend.”Then why did I wish more than anything that I could be the one woman to change him?

     Janina Fullerton Heiress Janina “Jenna” Fullerton must have a baby ASAP or get bypassed as the CEO of her father's company. But she doesn't even have a boyfriend she could ask to help her. The closest man she has at her disposal is Jared De Lucca, her long-time bodyguard. Dare she ask her hard as nails, gorgeous as sin and perpetually brooding bodyguard to forget protection for a month and make a baby with her? Jared De Lucca He’s been wanting her forever. But he’s a professional. He’d sworn to protect her with his life, as her bodyguard, but Janina is asking him to cross the line from being her hired protector to her lover. What would a beautiful young woman with staggering wealth and high stature in society do with an aging, battle-scarred warrior like him, who has nothing to show for but ugly memories of a once violent life? But tonight, he doesn’t know what cosmic elements in the universe conspired to make this happen. She wants his baby. Not just his baby. Him. She wants nobody else to be the father of her child but him. He knows she’s desperate and he shouldn’t take advantage of her. He took an oath to protect her, even from himself. But God, he’d die to taste heaven in her arms, even just once. * * * NOTE: This is an older man / much-younger woman romance. IT'S VERY STEAMY, SWEET, EMOTIONAL, with a VERY POSSESSIVE BUT DASHING HERO and a FEISTY (not doormat:) VIRGIN HEROINE. Guaranteed HEA This novel is recommended for readers 18 YO and above due to strong language used and explicit contents

    He made me fall.As a celebrity, I lived in the public eye, but somewhere along the way, I’d lost myself in the spotlight.Until he found me.Sam Rivers was a gorgeous, tattooed stranger who saved my life with nothing more than a simple conversation.But we were both standing on that bridge for a reason the night we met. The secrets of our pasts brought us together—and then tore us apart.Could we find a reason to hold on as life constantly pulled us down?Or maybe there’s only one direction to go when two people fall in love at rock bottom—up.

    Sees it hurtling straight at him like a goddamn torpedo. Maybe it’s a bad poker bet, a wrong turn in a terrible neighborhood, or one line of coke too many. Mine is a redhead. I advertised for a magician’s assistant and this sweet, little thing walked in the door. But I ain’t no magician. I need my redhead for far more nefarious purposes. Imagine my surprise when she comes along willingly, in need of a protector. And I’m the only man for the job because I will kill to keep her safe…and in my bed where she belongs.

     That was the first thought that came to my mind when I held my baby in my arms at seventeen. I didn't care that my parents had already promised to give her to a wealthy family. That they were forcing me to give her away. She was mine. I ran away from that hospital, from that family, from the only life I knew. I planned to start over with what little money I had, determined to make something of myself despite the odds. Then Logan Tate came along. Gorgeous and controlling, he claimed he was trying to help me, and he didn't care that I was just another teenage pregnancy story. But I don’t trust him. I don't trust anyone. And if Logan knew the real secrets and lies I was keeping inside, he wouldn't dare try to shelter me.

    I’d received an unexpected invitation to one of the swankiest venues in the city.Hudson was a groomsman and quite possibly the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. He asked me to dance, and our chemistry was off the charts.I knew it wasn’t a good idea to get involved with him, considering the wedding I was at. But our connection was intense, and I was having a great time.Though the fun came to a screeching halt when Hudson figured out I wasn’t who I’d said I was. You see, that unexpected invitation I received? Well, it hadn’t actually been addressed to me—it was sent to my ex-roommate who’d bounced a check for two months’ rent and moved out in the middle of the night. I figured she owed me an expensive night out, but I guess, technically, I was crashing the wedding.Once caught, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. As I bolted for the door, I might’ve plucked a few bottles of expensive champagne off the tables I passed, all while the gorgeous, angry groomsman was hot on my tail.Outside, I jumped into a taxi. My heart ricocheted against my ribs as we drove down the block—but at least I’d escaped unscathed.Or so I thought.Until I realized I’d left my cell phone behind at the table.Take one guess who found it?This is the crazy story of how Hudson Rothschild and I met. But trust me, it’s only the tip of the iceberg.A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.