She’d been emotionally scarred from her last relationship and has just managed to pay off the mountain of debts she was saddled with.Now all she wants for Christmas is to rediscover Christmas joy—no love in the equation, and what better place than her hometown Dexington where she recalled spending the happiest times of her life. She is determined to stick with her plan and not even a chance encounter with Phillip—billionaire hospital heir and inventor, and the town’s most eligible bachelor—can change her mind.Until she discovers he is the boy she kissed in high school.Phillip Dexington is finally about to launch a new medical device after having his last invention stolen by his former girlfriend and sold to his archenemy. He’s determined that nothing must go wrong this time around—which means avoiding a relationship at all costs—and is content with spending Christmas with the children at the orphanage.But when Phillip runs into Sarah Nash, the girl who stole his heart in high school, his world flips upside down. She’s only in town for Christmas, and the time before the launch party is Phillip’s only chance at determining if she is the one.Will they open their hearts to the fullness of Christmas and give love a second chance, or will their trust issues rob them of a happily ever after?This is a sweet/clean emotional scars Christmas medical billionaire romance with no cliffhangers and a guaranteed HEA.

    After I gave my heart - and my virginity - to Jarek Rockwell, I realized my father was right. How can I trust Jarek when all evidence points to a huge lie? But who is the real bad guy, Jarek Rockwell or Amaury Michaud, the high-class respected socialite who has been courting me? One wears a mask of deception – the other is fighting for my love. Alicia Bonnaire, Princess of Belgium is caught in a vicious, no-holds-barred love triangle. The pro-athletes, Jarek and Amaury must compete for Alicia’s heart. Find out what happens in The Love Triangle (Filthy Rich Royals).

     A gold Rolex on his wrist. A custom-tailored suit designed to highlight every single muscle. A different model each week, all clutching his arm with perfectly manicured nails and Botox smiles. There is no way I could ever be with a man who is a) way out of my league b) richer than anyone I’ve ever met c) would hate me on sight if he knew whose daughter I am. But I’m mesmerized by the way Holden looks at me, like he could gobble me up in one wolfish bite. I’m mesmerized by thoughts of his mouth pressing against mine, how those taut muscles beneath his suit would feel against my naked skin. He can be brooding and cold, then explode into violent rage when provoked. His unpredictability is an asset in his business, but makes it impossible for him to have any kind of stable romantic relationship. He wakes up in cold sweats at night, coming out of horrific vivid nightmares where he sees violence played out over and over again. He still lives with the guilt of a horrible secret—a secret he’s never told another soul. I want to get through to him, want to be the one to save him. If he doesn’t reveal his demons, he’ll break my heart. If he does, I might be too scared to stay. Either way is a dead end. Because when it comes right down to it, my heart knows the truth. Holden Quinn is a cold, billionaire bastard. And that’s all he’ll ever be…

    Today my off-limits Boss..It was supposed to be my dream job.Ocean rescuer on the highly respected Southern California team.But he happened.A few hours ago Bryce Archer wasn’t my boss.Or my anything for that matter.He was a one night indulgence.One that left my voice shredded and my body in withdrawal.But my new job on his team doesn’t allow us to mix business and pleasure.The rule book says we’re done.But the electricity between us says we’re not.So my dream job hangs in peril.If I become the secret lover…it could all come crashing down.This badass job and perfect seaside town are everything I want.But now I want him too.Enough to risk it all.Enough to follow his reckless lead and break all the rules.It’s a dumpster fire in the making.One that might leave me knocked up, broken hearted, with my dreams in tatters.Boss Rules is a steamy stand-alone book in the Archer Brother's series. Scorching passion, plenty of humor, and lots of adventure action set this seaside love affair apart from the rest of the pack. No cliff-hangers and no cheating in this HEA. This one will melt you and your Kindle!

    Wrong time. “Can I buy you a drink?” A deep voice that sounds familiar asks me.He leans his shoulder towards mine and gently nudges me. Inhaling his scent of cologne and clean clothes and masculinity, I get lost in a memory of senses: heat, sweat, smooth skin, and panting.“Have we...met?”“You could say that.” He smiles mischievously.I can’t resist him.But I must.Must I?The Nice Guy is the first novella in this brand new series written by Hazel. The chemistry is mind melting in this sultry, sexy new read.Adult Content.

    I’d been stood up by my online date.As I drank more and more, I was ready to give up on the whole thing, give up on men, when a case of mistaken identity sparked a steamy one-night stand with a stranger.Except, when I walk into my new job the following Monday morning, it seems he won’t stay a stranger.He’s my billionaire boss.GaleThe last thing I expected on a night of unexpected fun was to be at the end of another guy’s punishment: a drink thrown in my face, then my shoes were puked on.Though I’m no knight in shining armour, I couldn’t just leave her there alone in that state.I took her home to keep her safe.Though it might’ve been against my better judgment, we spent the night together in more ways than one.But it seems we’ll be spending a lot more time together in the future.She’s my new secretary.

     Forget that he's a rock star. Forget that the day I meet him, he's shirtless and running down the middle of the street. Forget that the tattoos and muscles that graze his glistening skin make remember what it's like to be alive again. Can I have a future with Crosby -- especially when our pasts are marked with tragedy? He can stay in this small town and be loved by me -- or he can get back to living his rock star dream. All we have is the time in between that. The problem? Time's running out... and we both want more.This is a full length 90,000+ word slow burn romance novel with a guitar play, a painter, an unspoken summer romance past, a present they never saw coming, and a complete HEA, no cliffhanger ending that will make you fall in love with Crosby and Josie. Thanks for taking a chance on me and this novel.

    

    Ryan grew up hot. And his perfect kiss just saved my life.Teasing eyes. Tempting lips. Muscles that could stop traffic.No wonder he’s a soap opera star.My voluptuous curves melted against his hard abs, and the next thing I knew, I was pregnant.My little brother’s gonna murder him, but only if he finds out.I’ve never been good at keeping secrets, and Ryan’s doing all he can to pry this new one out of me.What happens if I tell?The only thing worse than losing my family would be losing him.Has love always been a four letter word?

    What everyone seems to doubt, however, is my ability to have a life outside of work that includes a loving relationship. So when my brother bets that I can’t connect deeply enough with a woman to win her heart—and my mother makes winning that bet a condition of my promotion—I accept the challenge. Too bad I never considered what would happen if I was the one to fall in love when all is said and done. EVA The walls around my heart have always been impenetrable. But the gorgeous billionaire who suddenly seems so interested in me doesn’t seem to mind. I’d like to say I’m not flattered. Or tempted by him. But…I am. And for the first time in my life, I’m wondering what it would be like to let my guard down and truly take a shot at happily ever after. If only I could shake this feeling that he’s keeping something from me …The bet was simple. The aftermath? Well, that could be the best—or worst—thing that ever happened to them…

    A critical deadline. A blizzard and a couple of dangerous escaped fugitives on the loose. What else could go wrong? Try being forcibly removed from my rental cabin by a couple of mouth-droppingly sexy men from the ranger patrol, insisting it was for my own good. Own-good my ass! I had work to do and they were seriously messing with my timeline. I could handle myself, thank you very much. However, what I felt to be an outrageous violation of my rights seems to be turning into just what I may have needed when the three of us become snowed in and we only have each other to keep ourselves entertained, spiking the creative juices in me to an all-time high. The problem is that our situation is only temporary, and they’ve been very clear they’re not into the whole relationship thing. I just need to keep emotions out of it and use them for inspiration—sadly that’s easier said than done...

    When he spoke and I heard his British accent, I'm pretty sure an ovary exploded. Then he knocked on my door with a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand before inviting himself inside. After my bad breakup, I wasn't ready to date. I hadn't even looked for a rebound, but there he was, practically gift wrapped. Too bad I wanted nothing more than a second chance with my ex. Will Montana. I loved saying her name. I'd been watching her for months before she ever noticed me. She was too hung up on that cad to pay me any attention. Despite how perfect for me she seemed, I thought I might have a chance with her. After all, I had a cute accent and since we lived on the same floor, geography was on my side. A month ago, I'd actually witnessed their break up at the restaurant where I bartended. So, I bided my time and waited for her to recover. I wasn't built to be a rebound. And while I was certain her ex would come crawling back, I knew once I'd had a taste of life with her, I could never let her go.

    She believes that everyone is capable of making a difference, and like a lost puppy, he supports each of her causes, anonymously helping out with each and every fundraising venture she mentions!Her own personal Mr. Fix-It without her even knowing.When he finally gets a chance with her, he isn’t going to let her slip through his fingers. One dinner, one kiss is all it takes for Evan to know without a doubt that she’s his.In his world time is money, but what Evan has with Evie is more important than financial riches.What they share is for keeps.

    My life was turned upside down the day I was told I had to marry Lorenzo Montorini--the heir of the Montorini crime family. A man with a NEED for control. A NEED for an heir. And I was going to be the mother of that child. They say no one’s happier than a bride on her wedding day. They lied. Oh, I smiled through it all but inside, I wanted to scream. I never asked to be married. Especially not to Lorenzo Montorini. I don’t care that he’s got a smile to die for. I don't care that his body is tempting me to touch him. I don’t care that our marriage is the only thing keeping our families from war. All I wanted was to scream no. To take my own life back. But when the priest asked if I will take this man to be my husband. The only words that came out were “I do.” And from the moment Lorenzo slipped the ring on my finger, I knew. There was no way he would ever let me go. Touch Me Bad Boy is a full-length, standalone romance novel with steamy hot sex, strong language, a happily ever after ending, and NO CLIFFHANGERS.

    Just because you’re some rich CEO with a fancy name, a slick car, and an unbelievable amount of sex appeal, it doesn’t mean you get to literally run over all of us little people. Sebastian Clementine (what kind of name is that, anyway?) isn’t going to get away with damaging my truck and not paying for it. We’re just a small California farm, after all. We’re trying to keep up in the expanding world of organics, and we can’t really afford to repair our ancient delivery truck. I had to reattach the bumper my own damn self, while the beautiful, well-groomed man responsible doesn’t even look like he’d know how. I don’t know what I was planning to say, crashing into his big, important meeting this way, but by God, he is going to keep his word to me. When his cool, calm gaze meets mine, I suddenly wish I were wearing something nicer than my farm jeans…but I’m not exactly known for holding my tongue, so out it pops: “Hey, asshole, remember me?” Sebastian Well, if it isn’t the fiery Ms. Dare, storming into my office guns a-blazing, calling me out. I was wondering when I might hear from her. Or rather, I was hoping I would hear from her soon. It’s true that our first encounter could have gone better. Smashing into someone’s car isn’t the best way to make a first impression. Our second encounter is off to a rough start as well…but perhaps I can turn it to my advantage. I’m not president of Clementine Organics just because of my good looks, after all. I’m almost glad I pissed her off – she’s so sexy when she’s angry. And that I can definitely work with. Note: This standalone novel includes three other novels for a limited time only! Enjoy :)