The last thing Beth needs is Twitter’s favorite bad boy–Marc Demoda–walking into her life to stir things up.Marc lives for the three b’s; baseball, bars, and ball bunnies, until the unthinkable happened. An accident destroys his shoulder and his career, leaving him desperate to get back in the game. Too bad no one hires notorious bad boys to coach. With his reputation on life support, Marc finds his saving grace might be the feisty blonde he can’t get out of his head.When pictures of Beth and Marc’s chance encounter blow up on Twitter, they strike a deal to avoid further scandals and fix their image. But even in the harsh public spotlight, their fake relationship begins to feel real. Beth's growing feelings for Marc have her questioning if she can permanently handle the limelight, just as Marc wonders if Beth might mean more than the game.

    

     Things like pizza. The very pizzas that I deliver for my dad’s restaurant, Peretti’s Pizza. It’s a temporary job, something to pay the bills until I graduate from school, but it does the trick. In fact, it's working quite well until Ryan Pierce of the Minnesota Stars decides to order a pizza from me, and life as I know it turns upside down. You see, Ryan Pierce doesn’t just open his front door. He opens it buck naked. And suddenly, I’m not the one boasting the biggest, hottest package in the room. However, it’s what happens next that gives me butterflies whenever my phone beeps. Ryan starts to call, and then text, and then fifteen pizza deliveries and one fantastic night later, we’re friends with benefits. So when he asks me to be his fake girlfriend at his brother’s wedding, I’m happy to help. But the longer we pretend, the more I worry that this is one package I might not be able to handle. ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** This is a full-length, standalone romantic comedy with an HEA. It is intended for audiences 18+ due to mature content including romance, language, and ridiculously fun times.

    Hell, I’ll go all night...Franchise tight ends can bed any girl. But I’m done with bimbos.I want Yvette: Supermodel. Sexy as Hell. I’m all the man she needs.But damn: her assistant is flirty and fine! Ass like you wouldn’t believe.Since that night we kissed, I can’t get Sarah out of my head.So I stay the hell away, until that one night.That night I can’t remember.Sarah says nothing happened.But I’m not so sure.Because she’s pregnant.And it might be mine.

    I watch from afar. They have so much fun, so much life in them left to live. Although I deeply yearn to be included, I know it’s best to stay back. They would never accept me, even with their good hearts. I don’t deserve to be included. I’ve done things. Things I’m not proud of. I’ve taken souls. I’ve taken fortunes. I’ve ripped away loved ones and left strong men drowning in the darkest despair. I am broken. I’m evil. So, I hide. I watch. I listen to everything…" NOTE: This is the TWELTH book of the GODS OF CHAOS MOTORCYCLE CLUB series. Each book may be read alone, but they are best read together. To find book one, search for Gods of Chaos Motorcycle Club: The Trilogy. This book is intended for adults 18 & over.

    Her best friend, Dr. Zoe Millis, has been begging her to make the move from Maine to California. Taking a leap of faith, Lacey does just that. Living in San Diego definitely has its perks, such as, sunshine and beaches. The best part of moving to the west coast, however, is that Steven is still on the east coast. Catching your almost husband having sex with one of your bridesmaids on your wedding day would make even the strongest woman jaded. Therefore, Lacey has sworn off men for a while, especially men who travel a lot that have easy access to loose women.When Lacey meets the new enforcer for the San Diego Scorpions, she thinks she might be in trouble. But she is determined to fight her attraction to the sexy NHL hunk. And she is successful...for about a day.

    The very last thing he expects is the inheritance of his famous grandfather’s beach cottage on the sandy shores of Florida where he spent his childhood summers. Emeline Fischer is an aspiring artist trying to make ends meet, working an assortment of odd jobs while painting her dreams on canvas in hopes of landing her own gallery show someday. When she is Thomas’s waitress during her shift at the local beach diner, she immediately recognizes her sensitive childhood friend who promised long ago to protect her from her unstable home life when they were teens. The two friends take a journey into their past through a box of photos left behind at Cap Cottage and rediscover their mutual passion for art - and each other. Thomas doesn’t plan to fall in love with Emmy - but maybe he’s always been in love with her. Can he forgive himself for his past mistakes and start over in the only place that ever felt like home? Or will his guilt and the demands of his cutthroat, big-city career prevent him from following his heart and reuniting with the only woman he ever truly loved?

    Something has to go wrong here.Then one day I see a text message not meant for me and it all suddenly makes sense.But at least I know what Abel’s end game is now.

    To give her one last thing.Her baby.Emma.The name still makes my blood boil with desire. Back in the day, I ruled the world.Billionaire mogul with her at my side. I was hers. She was mine.We had a love. The crazy kind. But to save her, I had to go.So I watched her. Protected her. Loved her as she cried.Now she's back in danger.But she doesn't even know it. Only this time I won't run away after I'm done.This time...only one thing will ever come between us.Not just her baby...Our baby.All Vivien Vale novels include alphas that you only wish existed in real life.They take what they want and know how to treat their women. This is a 60,000 word standalone romance novel with steamy parts to keep you turning pages as well as never before published bonus novel for your enjoyment. No cheating, cliffhangers, and a guaranteed HEA.

    I consider it my personal calling to prove to him he isn't God's gift to women. He embarrassed me, he got under my skin. And I can't let him get away with it.Until he shows up at my best friends wedding. All wearing his suit and tie, looking like a model straight out of GQ. And even though I thought I'd moved on, our connection was undeniable, the sex unbelievable. It was a night I'd never forget.We can't get enough of each other. Each night is better than the last, each touch bringing us closer than I ever imagined possible. Piece by piece he's tearing down his walls, showing sides of himself I never knew existed. But when tragedy strikes can we survive the fall out, or will we crash and burn?

    A way to give her the meeting her boss requested, but still say ‘no’ to her pitch.Look, I’ve never wanted the extras that come with an NHL career.Sponsorships, sure.Reality television? Hard no.Except—now that I’ve met the pixie redhead—I find myself agreeing...with one stipulation.She gets to be part of the show in whatever way that allows me to see her again.Twenty female “contestants” be damned.

    My wealth.But a weekend at the Winter Moon Lodge is exactly what I need to clear my head.And the hordes of hunky handsome guys that are coming out of the woodwork are just what the doctor ordered.But one has my attention without effort.Hunter. And this man is on the prowl.I, for one, am happy to get caught up in his net.Unfortunately, my family will never accept him.Wealth hasn’t corrupted me, but they’re a different story.If our love affair could just be a fling, all would be fine, but I can’t settle for anything less than all of him.Love or family? That is the question…

    You mean nothing to me. I never loved you. I turned my words into swords.And I cut her down. Shoved the blade in and watched her fall. I said I’d never hurt her, and I did. Years later, I’m faced with all the little lies, the untruths, the false realities, the damage I inflicted, when all I wanted was to indulge my obsession. Lavender Waters is the princess in the tower. Even her name is the thing fairy tales are made of. I used to be the one who saved her. Over and over again. But I don’t want to save her anymore. I just want to pretend the lies are still the truth.A standalone angsty new adult romance. Heroine: Lavender Waters (Alex and Violet Waters’ youngest daughter, PUCKED and FOREVER PUCKED couple origin, Pucked Series )Hero: Kodiak (Kody) Bowman (Rook and Lainey Bowman’s son, A LIE FOR A LIE couple origin, All In Series )

    Tough? Damn right. Smart? Don’t let the hockey uniform fool you. Large and in charge? Honey, I’m the biggest, baddest, mother pucking-est machine to ever own the ice. I shoot. I score. In and out of the rink. I don’t come early, but I come often, if you know what I mean. And I always leave the ladies wanting more. Until that chick last night. I’m no one-thrust wonder, and you’re damn right I’m going to prove to her I can do better. But every time I think I’m finally on my way back into her pants, she one-ups and out-balls me. I should cut my losses, lick my wounds, and walk away. But Zeus Berger doesn’t walk away from anything. Especially when she's the only woman in the world who might be able to handle me.

    But worst of all? He knows it.He’s arrogant, self-centered, and the man doesn’t seem to know what a filter is, let alone how to use one. He’s had everything served to him on a silver platter, including endless strings of women, and apparently, I’m up next. His only problem? I have no intention of falling for his shi—um, charm. I have the solution to all my sexual frustrations in a drawer at home, and it’s far less complicated than Carter Beckett. Sure, he may be pretty, but he’s also a walking, talking reminder for you to wrap it before you tap it. But then I start letting my guard down, and he starts showing me pieces of himself I had no intention of seeing. The bricks surrounding me may be tumbling down one by one, but I’m not sold yet, which means for the first time in his life, Carter’s the one begging. For my time, my trust, for a single chance. For me to just…consider him.