I'm lying to millions of people, and it's all Silas's fault. Yes, that Silas. Billionaire, prince, scandals galore, downright royal bastard--everything that screams run. If only it weren't for his rock-hard edges and wild tattoos, tempting anything female on all seven continents. But I don't care about his looks. Really. Our deal is simple. He needs a pretty little lie, a wife to cover up his dirty deeds. I need a fortune to buy the treatment that just might save my father's life. Silas: It's almost perfect. An engagement with an American girl, desperate as she is beautiful. Anything goes with Erin, except one rule: Her body's off limits. She's joking, right? I convinced her to wear my ring, easy. I'll get her clothes off next. Show her what the world's most infamous player does when he's on fire. Then I'll move on. No more playing castle. I'll have my princess with benefits on her knees, treating me like royalty . . . Contains mature themes.

    The perfect man. But when the rich “fundbabies” she usually rubs shoulders with prove impossible to hire, she takes a chance on a raw beast of a man salvaged from the wreckage of a bar brawl.James Rowan earns a modest income as a YouTube daredevil, but he can’t refuse Lizzy’s million dollar deal. As she polishes his rough edges, creating a sophisticated gentleman fit for the highest circles of society, not only does she bring out the perfect man—it’s like she’s making the man of her dreams. How can she resist?Though Lizzy loves seeing James in his clothes—and out of them—he isn’t the kind of man you bring home to Daddy. Her father’s disapproval and the pressure of the campaign have her eyeing the straight and narrow, but Lizzy’s finding it awfully hard to resist the devil on her shoulder…

    When I was forced to leave I took my secret with me.Now I'm back. And I'm not alone.This forbidden love affair is about to start a war.RomeoThey call me a thug. Vengeful. Fierce.And I don't give a f*ck.I'm here to make things right with Julia.The only woman I've ever wanted.And the only one I could never have.Her ruthless uncle wants to take me down.And he'll use Julia to get his way.Let the b*astard try. This time nothing comes between us - or my son.The world will finally accept our love - even if I have to bring them h*ll to take what's mine.**Top Dog is a 70,000+ word full-length standalone novel with no cheating or cliff-hangers. Additional exclusive mafia romance novel and bonus content included for your reading pleasure! - Rye Hart (USA Today Bestselling Author)**

    Her life is all going to plan — good job, great friends, close family and a loving boyfriend — until an unexpected event turns everything on its head. Nursing a broken heart and decked head to toe in tasselled chaps and rhinestones, Natasha and her flamboyant fairy of a gay best friend, Tink, uproot from their Northern nest, throw caution to the wind and embark on a new life together in Canada — the land of Rocky mountains, Maple Syrup, oh, and an ‘in-between movies’ Hollywood mega-star.Enter infamous bad-boy of the big screen, Tudor North. Bonafide hunk and actor-extraordinaire. Tudor is big, brooding and gorgeous and is harbouring a deep secret. Tudor’s cold and intimidating demeanour successfully keeps everyone at bay, that is everyone but a certain Ms Munro. It soon becomes clear, what with her smart mouth and lusciously ample arse, that Natasha proves more than a match for the emotionally distant star. Will Natasha and Tink settle into their new life abroad? Will Natasha ever find her fairytale happy ending? Can a movie star and an ordinary girl ever really make it work?Or will the secrets lurking in Tudor`s past threaten her chance at happiness?Addictive, hilarious and heart warming. A fast paced comedic journey of self discovery, unyielding friendship and of course, a suitable dose of slap and tickle.Warning: contains a foul-mouthed voluptuous Brit, a self-named 'Friggin' Fantastic Fairy’ and an abundance of bulging muscles and tattoos.

    I’m bad enough to need two. Two older men who can teach me a lesson when I misbehave. Two hot bodies to keep me warm in bed at night. Two best friends who can learn to share a filthy-mouthed little brat like me. After all… dirty girls need very dirty daddies. *** Carrie Wells is nothing but trouble. She’s wild and difficult. Not worth anyone’s time. Carrie Wells is a beautiful little brat. She’s also a vulnerable young adult on my case list. She’s half my age and totally off limits. I’m breaking every rule in the book by giving her somewhere to stay when she’s out on the streets with nowhere to go. And I’m breaking every rule of friendship by holing her up in my best friend Jack’s house while he’s away on business. I thought life was difficult enough when I fell for the girl, but it gets a whole lot harder when Jack comes home early and finds a beautiful stranger causing chaos in his house. And a whole lot harder still when he falls for her too. He’s the one guy on this planet I’d share my last supper with. I’d share it gladly. I’m just not so sure how I feel about sharing Carrie Wells.

    Their assumptions about me would only be partially incorrect.A shy nature and lack of experience played into my name perfectly. My thoughts and who they were directed at were a different story.My best friend and I had been inseparable through our childhood and teens. We did everything together, celebrated triumphs and consoled failures, and shared our deepest secrets, except for one.Stupid Cupid had struck me with an arrow for the worst possible person on the planet… her dad!I’d known Rhett my entire life, but something had happened last Valentine’s Day and I suddenly viewed him as the strong, confident, sexual being that he was. And I’d suffered for an entire year trying to mentally stick him back in the untouchable dad category.With another Valentine’s Day around the corner, my best friend had left our small town for the big city she’d always dreamed of, and I was finding it harder and harder to get her dad off my mind.Rhett--Single-dad life was tough, but I’d successfully raised my daughter into a confident adult who was ready to live the life she’d dreamed of, and that was far away from our small town.What I hadn’t anticipated was her sweet and innocent best friend blossoming into an incredibly beautiful young adult. So when I found myself falling for her, I was biding my time for her to move away like all the other teens did when they graduated. But she had other plans.With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I was finding it impossible to resist the intelligent, demure, gorgeous woman Chastity had become.After catching her staring at me, I was certain I wanted to be the man to help her prove that names didn’t define a person.

    Forced to be tough, wary, and hard. She’s only been able to count on herself. Until Enzo. He’s much older and responsible for looking after her. What should be a job to him, evolves into much more. Late night phone calls. Lingering touches. A forbidden fire that burns brighter each day. Everything about him exudes strength. His will to protect her is more than she could ever ask for. Sadly, though, even heroes have their limitations. But she doesn’t need a hero. She just needs him.

    Definitely no sex required.Erica Larson had dreamed of being a lawyer for as long as she could remember, but the job at Ford & Associates—a family business run by a father and his three sons—is sheer drudgery. Erica is ready to pull up stakes and move home—until devilishly handsome but arrogant Brock Ford, the youngest son, makes her an offer she can’t refuse.Play his fiancée for a month...maybe two, because his future with the firm depends on deception.Just attend a function here and there.No kissing and definitely no sleeping together.Well...maybe one kiss.Or two.And, before Erica knows it, she’s doubting if she can distinguish between fiction and reality, because her heart can no longer tell the difference. Can she stop herself from becoming a victim of his charm before it’s too late?

    Easy. Wear designer clothing and sip champagne? Don’t mind if I do. Flirting with Grant? It’s so delicious I should be paying him. Nothing can go wrong as long as I can keep my hands off of him. But that’s the hard part. And I do mean hard. Because Grant is sexy. And bossy. And surprisingly sweet, a real rarity in his pretentious family. Oops. I’m not as good at faking it as I thought. Or maybe they call this method acting. Because it’s getting harder to figure out where my character ends and I begin… It just might be the role of a lifetime. Weekend Wife is a standalone romantic comedy with a sexy billionaire, a sassy heroine, and a Happily Ever After.

    But when everyone kept saying that Loche Johnson has literally THE biggest... well, "Johnson" of any professor at our college, that he used to do porn and there's a birthmark on his hip that proved it, I got skeptical. My friends pressed me to ask him. So I sacked up and did. The rumors are true—porn star Johnson is real. I was just supposed to look, but then he gave me his infuriatingly cocky smirk and said that girls like me couldn't handle guys like him. Girls like ME? We shouldn't have slept together. And it should NOT have been amazing. Now he keeps teasing me—in class, on campus, like he doesn't care if we get found out. If anyone learns we hooked up, I'll lose my scholarship. I'll lose everything I worked so hard for. I won the dare. I'm not sure it was worth it.

    I never let emotion get in the way of a good deal. So what do you think my business mentor would make of the following situation? I’m about to close a huge deal. The documents are drawn up. The price is set. The seller is itching to sign on the dotted line. The only obstacle? His sweet, delicious, delectable, young virgin daughter is assisting me with the details, and all I can think about is taking her right here on my desk. It goes against all my rules, all my better judgments. It will completely blow the deal. But this girl is keeping me up at night. I picture myself lifting her up on the desk and devouring her. Her perfect pencil skirt, cut professionally just above the knee. Her business appropriate white silk blouse. Her tidy, tied back golden hair. I just want to mess up her entire prim and proper persona. I want to ravish her, rip off her expensive clothes, and leave her panting and quivering in my arms. Business is all about maintaining control. But love is about losing it. And with Anna Cook, I’m about to throw all my rules out the window. This exciting and steamy contemporary billionaire standalone novel with a guaranteed HEA will keep you turning the pages! Includes another exclusive bonus story only availale through this book.

    2, 2015When I was a little boy, the best thing about the holiday season was unwrapping presents on Christmas morning — tearing off the paper and tossing it on the floor. Now that I’m a man, I like to unwrap slowly, deliberately, taking my time to savor what lies before me. I still like to throw the wrapping on the floor, but now I know the best gifts come wrapped in lace.And unlike when I was a kid, I won’t get sick of this present by New Year’s. I’ll definitely be playing with this girl day after day after day.After six years avoiding my hometown, the last thing I expected when I returned was a wannabe bad girl to unwrap my heart and rip open my soul. But that’s exactly what happened. Now if I can just get the hell out of my own way, maybe I’ll finally get the best gift of all — her!Come get unwrapped by Drew this holiday.

    Annie has never experienced the 'spark' with a guy-the kind of instant chemistry that steals your breath and blindsides you completely. Until a night out with friends brings her face to face with the wickedly sexy and mysterious Jack. It's not just a spark that ignites between them. It's an explosion. Jack promises to consume Annie, and he fully delivers on that promise.Overwhelmed by the intensity of their one night together, Annie slips out of their hotel room. She is certain that a man who's had such a powerful impact on her and who could bend her to his will so easily, must be dangerous. But she's already in too deep. And Jack isn't only dangerous. He is forbidden.

    Zach, the hefty offensive lineman for Juniper High School’s football team is in love with the beautiful head cheerleader. Jill is completely out of his league, there’s no way she could ever want him back…oh, and she’s his sister’s best friend. But one magical night in the back row of the bus changes everything when Jill asks Zach to help her explore a budding need for intimacy…and he’s the only one she trusts enough to help. What else is a big man to do when the incredible girl he’s loved since childhood offers her lips…and so much more? But is winning Jill’s love really so far-fetched? Or has Zach had it all along…

    It was raining sideways that morning, and my plan was to return it the next day; safe and dry. Only I kept it. I kept it, and I read it. A week later, overwhelmed with curiosity and feeling guilty for harboring secrets that didn’t belong to me, I tried to return it. Only I wasn’t expecting to meet him. Unapologetically heartless and enigmatically sexy, he claims he knows nothing about the journal I found outside his place, but the reticent glint in his blue-green gaze tells me otherwise. There’s something different about him; something damaged yet magical, and I’m drawn to him; pulled into his orbit. There’s just one problem. The more I get to know him, the more I’m positive the journal belonged to him... ...and the more I find myself hoping, selfishly, that I’m wrong.