My week will end next Monday with my wedding to Marcus Jackson, a dreamboat of epic proportion. The problem? I’ve been having anxiety attacks every time I think about walking down the aisle.My shrink believes that facing my deepest fears before my wedding will alleviate the anxiety I feel. I’m pretty sure singing Girls Just Want to Have fun in an 80s karaoke bar, jumping out of a plane, and being stranded in a tiny elevator with the jackass who broke my effing heart wasn’t what she had in mind, however.Mason is now the undefeated MMA League Middleweight Champion about to have the fight of a lifetime. He is a man used to giving orders and being obeyed. So, of course, tempers flare when the two of us collide, and I flip him the bird when he tells me he wants me back.MasonMarcus Jackson is a moron. He let the most spectacular woman on earth go on a week-long trip without him, and Sass is now in Vegas. With. Me.I am going to reclaim what is mine. I know we have a ton of things to overcome, not the least of which her reluctance to spend time with me, but I don’t care. I gave her up once, I won’t do it again. People who think I’m an arrogant prick are right, I go after what I want, and I want her.With the impending release of the Monster who has haunted their entire existence, Mace and Sass will need to navigate murky water, paved with treachery and deceit. Will they end up with their HEA? Or is it true when they say sometimes love just isn’t enough?Welcome to a place where billionaires reign supreme and things are never as they seem.This book is the epic conclusion to the Forever Duet. It can be read as a standalone, but it is preferable to read the first part if you wish to understand some references! It also contains situations and language that some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.

    She hasn't done anything wrong to me. She seems nice actually, sweet. She’s attractive, that's for sure, but she certainly isn’t trying to capitalize on it. A baggy sweatshirt and a pair of jeans? Maybe it's the UGGS that get under my skin. The screaming designer label on her sweatshirt. Maybe it's the fact that I haven’t stopped fantasizing about what she might look like underneath it.Lauren Percy:Why is he being so rude to me? He has a face that has that boy charm. Dimples, big brown eyes, sandy hair, clear skin. But as I travel to his chest, I can see this is no innocent boy. Through his white t-shirt that grips his biceps, I see the black ink of tattoos. Where I come from, I have never seen a tattoo up close and personal. His hands are calloused, his fingernails slightly bitten, and he has a slight scar on his collarbone, but it’s hard to see under the hemp choker he’s wearing. He's sexy as hell.Colton Masters: “You done staring, Princess?”Lauren Percy: Damn it. Why I am so drawn to him?*****Play Only For Me is a standalone New Adult Romance of two college music majors discovering themselves but ultimately discovering that true love and dreams can come with sacrifice, and that happy endings are not always one-note, scripted, already-heard songs.

    My boyfriend, my best friend, and my family. Now all I'm left with is a whole lot of questions, a diagnosis, people I don't recognize, and enough uncertainty to fill an ocean. Since waking up all I've had are secrets, rumors, lies, and abuse from a guy who seems almost familiar to me. Will I ever learn what really happened that night? Will I remember these fallen memories before it's too late? Only time will tell.AshWho does she think she is? How dare she walk around like nothing happened? Like she didn't rip out my heart, steal my sister, and plunge me into the darkest pits of hell.I'm going to break her, bit by bit. She may have been the love of my life, my soulmate, but that time is gone. How can I have a mate when I no longer have a soul?Time to play, dollface.

    Sidelined by an injury on the field, he’s now making a huge comeback to the NFL as the league’s youngest head coach.He wants it all. The glory, the job and the girl he walked away from years ago.As one of the top sports reporters, Addison Hamilton has made a name for herself in a male-dominated industry. Proven to be a hard-nosed journalist, she asks the tough questions, but when given the opportunity to interview the man who broke her heart, is she willing to cross the lines of professionalism to get the answers she needs?

    At the mercy of the fierce warriors, Roxy feared for her life...until a white stranger claimed her as his wife. His well-fitting buckskins outlined every detail of his tall, muscular body, and the smoldering look in his dark eyes left no doubt of his desire. To secure her freedom, the Indians declared Roxy must share this man's bed along with all the intimacies of a married couple. Could she possibly trust the rough-riding frontiersman to introduce her to the pleasures of being a woman? Torn between duty and desire, society and survival, Roxy was sure of only one thing: he must win her heart before she would fully surrender to being...CALEB'S BRIDE.

    However, things don’t always go to plan and she was left in the shadow of another queen. According to Dex, Castle Ink is all he has to live for since he lost his wife. But the opening of his new castle brings a face from his past, a face that he never allowed himself to think about. Castle Ink is what brings Dex and Addy together and nothing is smooth sailing. In order to find a connecting path, Dex needs to embrace his future and Addy needs to forget the ghosts of their past. Will the king and queen be able to rebuild their castle?

     It's hard to get over that kind of betrayal. It leaves a mark on the heart. A slow bleed that never goes away. She was my girl. We were supposed to be partners. She was going to be the mother of my children down the road. The only girl to warm my bed. She was my forever girl. Until she ran away. I thought she felt the same. But if she did she wouldn't have ditched me like I didn't matter. All the plans we made meant nothing to her. She disappeared without so much as a goodbye. Those cuts are the deepest. A gaping hole that can't be sealed. I could've stomached anything else—a meaningless one-night stand, drifting apart, vanishing love. But abandonment is a deadly strike that can't be forgotten. It sticks with you forever. Three months later she showed up, expecting me to welcome her back with open arms. Excuses, lies, not even her crying eyes could make me believe the manipulative bullshit coming out of her mouth. For months I felt like I was burning alive. She shattered my heart and stole my soul.  I moved on. Now, eighteen years later, a nightmare unfolds. Every detail makes my stomach churn. Lies come to the light. The truth is uncovered. And the people I thought I knew become strangers. The heartbreak I felt was only a scratch compared to the sliced open heart in my chest.  Winning her back seems like an impossible feat. She may never forgive me, because the thing about mercy—you have to give to receive. ***Have Mercy is a 107K word standalone, second chance love story.***

    So, I kept quiet. Blinded by love and bound by my own desires, I allowed it all.I didn’t tell a single soul about my time with Sawyer, not my brother, not my closest friends.Not then, and especially not now.How can I? My best friend is his ex-wife.The past is the past.I’m over him.I refuse to still love him.He will never own me again.I repeat the lies over and over again to myself every single day.Only, deep down, no matter how hard I try to deny it, I’ve always been his.I want more between us than a dirty little secret.**Standalone***

    I learned the hard way. I had Jake Basson’s baby. He left to chase his dream. Now he’s back, demanding a second chance, but why should I give him anything after four years of nothing? No correspondence, no news. I finally have my life back on track. Jake has never been uncomplicated. He never follows the rules. I should’ve known he’d play dirty. He caught me once. I’m not going to let him catch me twice.

    Each time, gaining a piece of her heart and leaving a bit of his behind.Lucas was in love with the girl next door, but he ruined any chance he had of making her his. So, he moved on without her.Lindy gave her heart to the boy next door, but he left her humiliated and heartbroken. So, she started a new life without him. They both head off to college, leaving the other behind. Lucas finds success then misery on the Football field. Lindy finds new love, but it never feels quite right. Years later, Lucas and Lindy find themselves back in their hometown. Will Lindy open her window again and give Lucas another chance?***This novel contains adult situations and may not be appropriate for readers under eighteen.

     Katherine thought they had forever, but Sean was looking for a way out. The day of his high school graduation Sean left the girl he loved and the ranch he resented in his rearview mirror. Katherine was left to put the pieces of her shattered heart back together and figure out a new future. After making his mark on the world Sean has come back to the girl he left behind over a decade ago, and is looking for a way to make her his again. When tragedy rocks the very foundation of Katherine’s life, leaving her with a target on her back, Sean will do anything to keep her safe. But rebuilding the trust he once shared with Katherine isn’t easy, and he doesn’t realize he may have waited too long to come home to the only girl he’s ever loved. If he’s not careful, it may be too late to Save Her.

    . . she's a snarky little bitch.I’ve tried several times to regret the events that took place on June 5, 2008, but for the life of me, I can’t. I'd never regret the pain, the suffering, or the heartache because it ultimately led me to the place I am now. And I can’t regret the place I am now. What I still can't figure out is this: how is it possible that the single worst day of my life inadvertently became the very best day?Five years ago my life was irrevocably changed.Seventeen minutes was all it took—to lose my best friend…to lose the love of my life…Seventeen minutes was all it took for the seeds of hope—the seeds of my future—to be planted in the worst possible way.My name is Harley Thompson, and this is my story.

    He's my best friend, protector, and self-appointed guardian rolled into one.A solid rock I can always rely on. The first person I can count on to show up when needed. The one guy who proudly proclaims he can read me like an open book.And yet...he remains oblivious to my feelings for him.But maybe that's a good thing. Because as much as I want him to know what I feel, I don't want to risk our friendship. I can't risk losing him.So I do the next best thing I can think of: say 'yes' to a date with Foster Allen. He's cute, funny, and seems like a great guy. In short, the perfect candidate to help me move on.Now, if only Weston would stop acting like a possessive boyfriend around him...

    (Yes, I’m well aware that’s not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It’s been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I’m not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven’t missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget shit, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment.

     Lance Denton knows what he wants, and it isn’t his co-star Maggie Smiley. She’s too timid, too nice, too innocent—too everything. She sees past his exterior and into his heart. Maggie expects him to be good, and he only knows bad. He tells himself this, and yet he can’t stay away from her. Her eyes, her heart, her spirit. He falls for her, and then he keeps falling. It ends with a knock on the door in 2010... Maggie Smiley has spent the last decade pretending a piece of her childhood never happened, namely the part that involved Lance Denton. When she receives an invitation in the mail to a fundraiser, she decides to stop hiding—from her past, from herself, and ultimately, from Lance. He makes this easy when he shows up on her doorstep, his blue, blue eyes promising more than she wants to see.