Judd Cooper has dedicated his life to helping others, but when the opportunity arises to return to his family roots, he moves back to Woodward Valley, Alaska, wondering if the mountain legends he learned as a child will hold true.Lottie Duncan has always called the mountain home. When she calls into the doctor's office to pick up a package for her beloved grandmother, the last thing she expects is to meet the hot new doctor and experience the boom she’s always dreamed of.What she didn’t anticipate was to be subject of a citizen's arrest and judged as a thief at first sight.Now amends must be made and Judd has a fight on his hands to get the small town sweetheart to not just accept his apology, but also give him her heart.***Mountain Seeking Doctor is Book 1 of a new Moose Mountain Men series. They're the same kind of sweet, flirty, instalove stories you love from Moose Mountain, but this time you'll get more big, gruff and tough Cooper men living their lives on and near the mountain. The mountain has always provided for its keepers, and now it's time for more feisty women to warm up their cold mountain hearts and complete their mountain lives forever. Can we all say, awww.

     Having to retire from the military early was never in the long-term plans for my life. And when I lost my leg, my drive doubled. I’ve built my billion-dollar financial company from the ground up, but I need to groom a numbers person to help keep things humming. Lilac is the perfect pick. She’s not going to let anything get by her. Including me. Never in my life have I butted heads with someone so hard, but the effect is a high I’m not sure I can live without. This single mom doesn’t have a choice on where her future lies. I want her in my office, at the board table, and in my life forever. And what I want, I get. Every Good Girl Deserves a Bad Boy. ~ Weston

    I'm just hard. If you own a TV or read the papers, you’ll know who I am—Liam Croft, the world’s best and highest-paid footballer. Fans and sports journalists worship me, the ladies love me, and my bedroom practically has a revolving door attached to it. But now I’ve met one beautiful lady in particular—a sports journalist named Allison Flores—and she’s not like the rest. Not even remotely. Firstly, she can’t stand me; something that’s never happened to me with a woman before. Secondly, she’s smart, ambitious and witty; a far cry from the girls I usually encounter. I never thought I’d want to settle down, but when I look at her, all I see is my future. I might be a player, but Allison might just be the one woman who’ll get me to give up the game… ALLISON He thinks I'm playing hard to get...but that's not true. He's just hard to want. I don’t date players…especially not arrogant, cocky, party-addicted football players like Liam Croft. I’ve never met the guy, but I already can’t stand him from everything I’ve seen in the news and gossip columns…and I’m not usually one to rush to judgment. He’s just that much of a playboy prick. So when I’m sent all the way to London to try and nab an exclusive one-on-one interview with him, I’m forced to suck up and play nice with the man who represents everything I despise for the sake of my career. When he awards the exclusive piece to me over every other journalist, I suspect that he doesn't just want to give me a lengthy, in-depth interview…he wants to give me something else lengthy and in-depth, just like he's done with every other woman who's ever gone within five feet of him. I know I have to resist; can’t let myself be tempted by the allure of his fame and chiseled good looks, but being close to him makes my head spin, and I need more… I guess it’s true what they say—bad boys aren’t any good, but good guys aren’t any fun… **Bad Boy Brit is a steamy standalone romance. NO cheating, and a guaranteed happy ending! This book also includes a bonus novel.**

    The problem? She's vowed never to date a man like him.A kiss under the mistletoe changes everything.This year, Blair plans to lose her spot on the nice list because she wants to be very, very naughty.

    I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing when it comes to her. As an editor in a publishing house, I have to be friendly with my clients and authors, but when I first lay eyes on my woman...Despina Jenkins..."friendly" is the last thing on my mind. In fact, there's only one thing...making her mine. And I won't stop until I claim her as my own. Forever. Despina He’s like no man I’ve ever seen before...I’ve never fallen in love, but this older man who is about to become my boss has captured my eye. Luke is strong, handsome, the best kind of nerd...I want him with every fiber of my being...but my brother would kill me if he knew I was in love with his best friend. *Hot Nerd is a short, standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    Just us. The club. No kids. Christmas. Food. Laughter. Drinks. The silly season. But of course that’s never how it ends up. Of course someone had to come on our cruise ship and start murdering people. Of course we’re stuck out in the middle of the ocean with no way out. Of course we’re with another club, who, frankly, don’t seem to like us being here. Our eyes are on them. Their eyes are on us. It’s not going to end well. I can just feel it. All I wanted was a damned cocktail vacation, minus the tail, if you know what I mean. Ah, but instead here we are. Again... CIARA Seriously. Why? I mean, can’t we even go out into the middle of the ocean without drama? No. Of course we can’t. That would be far too easy. Now we’re stuck on a ship, with some crazy murderer and our vacation is ruined. Ruined. Then there’s that other club…the ones who seem to think it’s their problem and not ours. The ones who seem to think we have something to do with it. How do two clubs end up on the same ship? On the same vacation? Don’t look at me, how the hell should I know? Man, I just wanted Spike, a bed and some serious lovin’. Now I’ve got Spike, a ship, and a serious killer. Is it really too much to ask? Of course it is. Ah, because instead here we are. Again…

    Ten days until Christmas and all I have to do is avoid my roommate’s delightfully wrapped package. When the countdown to Christmas is over, I’ll be collecting my own present—a generous stack of pretty green bills.It doesn’t matter that every time he looks at me with those gorgeous hazel eyes, my knees quake. It doesn’t matter how every time he takes his shirt off, my heart skips a beat.Despite what my body wants, I know to keep this charming heartbreaker in the friend zone.This should be an easy ten days, that is until my roommate shares his best kept secret. Now the countdown to Christmas has begun, and all he wants for Christmas is me.

    No distractions.That's why I'm filthy rich instead of a family man. I always reckoned falling in love was a choice. Until her. She's a demure young waitress who draws me in tight. And then walks away just as things get hot. I'm the one who gives girls the shaft--all of it--not the other way around. I always rise to a challenge. Even if that challenge is a girl who runs from men like me. Especially if she's holding on to her virginity for no good reason. I'll break her in and have her begging for more. It's just a matter of time.

    Talk about head in the clouds.Except my reckless decision has a very permanent consequence, and in nine months this one could tear this city apart.Maybe I should’ve said yes when he asked for my number…Andrea DiFiero is first class trouble and a serious flight hazard.I won’t make the same mistake twice.The girl of my dreams walked off our plane and out of my life, but now that I’ve found her again, she isn’t going anywhere. Even if my mystery woman is the daughter of my family’s greatest rival.They don’t know it yet, but she’s already mine.Chicago might never be the same.

    A really, really big one. He’s a swaggering, cocky prick who blows through women the same way he roars around town on that motorcycle of his - fast. Sure, I wasn’t supposed to be sneaking out to bars or singing at open mics, but that didn’t give him a right to talk to me like that. No one’s ever said those things to me before - filthy, raunchy, crude suggestions that made me literally run for the door. Suggestions I wish didn’t make me feel so funny inside. But hey, no big deal, right? It’s not like I’d ever have to see that smug, foul-mouthed jerk ever again. If only he weren’t standing with that cocky smirk on my front porch right now, right next to my father’s new fiancé. His mother. Yeah, that unbearable prick is going to be my new stepbrother. OK, he’s gorgeous, and every time he looks at me I can practically hear him whisper deliciously dirty things in my ear. And maybe something about his cocky swagger makes me think I should break some rules for once. ...Maybe something about him makes me not so sure I want to go to college still holding on to my V-card. But I definitely don’t want to lose it to my stepbrother. Ew. So why can’t I stop thinking about it? **This is a standalone book with a HEA; NO CLIFFHANGER!** This edition also includes a FREE BONUS BOOK - Heat: Book 1 in the Soldiers of Fortune Series (approx. 60,000 words)!

    I was a kid, and hell, so was Maggie.Promises like that are made to be broken.But now I'm back, and I'm hooked on that f*cking hot blonde in boots.After all these years... could it really be her?Trouble starts when I find out she is my Maggie. My best friend's little sister is all grown up, and she's off limits. Way off limits... I'm Decker, the biggest news name in the south.Maggie's a young college grad, sweet and adventurous as ever.But damn, she's changed after all these years. Now she's got legs for days, and sweet, kissable lips that make me hard as hell.A match made in heaven...? Only till the past collides with the present.Loving her means I'll lose an empire. Loving me means she'll lose the only family she's got left.We can't happen... Except we already have. The girl next door has become my everything.So f*ck the consequences.This is the second chance......of a lifetime.

     LEVI I’m no good for her. And she’s probably no good for me, either. But hell if I don’t find myself wanting her right now. My c*ck is slamming against my zipper at the thought of thrusting my tongue in her mouth, swallowing her moans… She’s so pure that I can almost see the glow of white around her. I’m too wicked, too dirty to touch her. But there’s something about the way I can feel her emotions pouring from her, like she’s a broken dam spilling over, that makes my chest tight. No one has ever made me feel this way. Like she could slide under my skin and see all of me with her own innocent vulnerability. Like I could be in real danger of losing my self-control, the walls that have protected me well for my whole life. I can’t let her break me apart, not when I’ve worked so hard, so long, to keep myself glued together. To be strong and impenetrable. No, I’ll just keep my distance. Surely that won’t be a problem. Even if she does live right across the street from my shop. ALEXA I’ve never had this feeling before, this burning need to be around someone as much as I can. When we touch, I want to keep on touching. When he’s inside me, our limbs tangled together, our sweat-slicked bodies connected in the most intimate way possible, I feel like I’ve found my other half. Yeah, I’m falling for him. Head over heels, all the clichés. I’m falling hard for Levi, and he’s working just as hard to keep himself from being vulnerable with me. Does this make me a fool, or can I even hope that he might start to open up to me? He’s so scared to open up to anyone. So scared to dig into the things that hurt him in his past. I just want to help him be happy. If only he’d drop all his walls and talk to me, he could let it go and move on. Will I ever be happy with Levi? Right or wrong, I need more. I need more, but the problem is, walking away from Levi makes me feel like I’ll end up with nothing at all…

    Like the website tagline says it’s straight up P.O.R.N. There’s no wining and dining or foreplay involved. It’s just what I need.Little did I know that one impulsive message would lead the sites main attraction into my life in more than just my wet dreams.This is a short happily ever after steamy novella, containing insta-love.

     Makenna Lewis never thought she would be the one walking down the aisle to marry her superhero. But then again, she hadn't expected Daniel Winters to crash into her life and tilt her world off its axis two years earlier. As they celebrate their last days of singledom, they find themselves battling over the guest list, managing the in-laws, and dealing with last minute disasters that threaten to disrupt their special day. In true Bliss fashion, we’ll see freak-outs, awkward situations, hilarity, drama, and cringe-worthy moments as Mac and Daniel prepare for one of the most important days of their lives. Join the Bliss gang as they watch two of their own walk down the aisle and conclude their happily ever after. This companion novella follows on from the end of True Bliss and will lead into Finding Bliss – Noah ‘Walking Dildo’ Taylor’s story. ***Disclaimer – Hot sex, drunken texts, horny phone calls, and a wedding anticipated by all but one. And, of course, a few freak outs along the way (but NOT the kind you’re used to) because that’s how Mac rolls ***

     Jack In my world as a cop, things were either black or white. Right or wrong. Then Bailey arrived, challenging all my principles. She had a mouth on her, the level of sass matching the exaggerated swing of her hips. I couldn't get her out of my head, even knowing she wasn't right for me. I tried to stay away, I really did. But once I had a taste, I kept coming back for more. Something didn't add up though, and I would figure it out even if it ultimately meant we couldn't be together. Bailey The only thing sexier than his dimple was the set of handcuffs the hottie detective threatened to use on me. If only he'd give me a chance to show him I was more than the tough-girl exterior I'd carefully crafted over the years. Oh yeah, and if I wasn't engaged in criminal activity that would land me in handcuffs... and not in a sexy way. More like an orange jumpsuit way, and I can tell you now, no way in hell would I be caught dead in an ugly jumpsuit. No matter which way this thing ends, I'll be in handcuffs. The question is, will Jack join me in the grey area? Or will I have to do the impossible and admit I was wrong?