New apartment, new job, and a smoking hot piece of man candy living next door.Rock-hard abs and a chest of steel...Only thing missing is his cape.Best life ever!Until I find out he's my damn boss.Why god, WHY?Couldn't I have figured out he was my boss before our Netflix and chill?I try to break it off.Laughable.Dieting would be easier than staying away from Hotty McHotterson.That demanding stare.That panty-wetting smile.I was screwed the moment he said, "Hey neighbor."The company has a strict policy against dating your boss.But what's the first thing you do when someone says, "Don't touch"?Yeah, exactly...

    No cheating. No cliff-hanger. And the kind of ending you will just love. Team HEA all the way!!

    Although she’s throwing herself into creating sweet delicacies with a twist at Seduction New York, nothing about her life is settled.And it’s made infinitely worse when a bad review puts her job on the line.Food critic Jonas Rice is infuriated when his review is accidentally switched. He personally goes down to assure the restaurant a retraction will be printed only to walk in on Trina being thrown out.Jonas finds Trina so he can personally apologize. What he doesn’t expect is to find himself face-to-face with a stubborn-as-hell, knockout who provokes him on every level.By the end of their first conversation, she’s daring him to lead her life for one month. Much to her surprise, he accepts with one major caveat — she agrees to beinginterviewed.In the end, will Trina be able to accept life isn’t always about rising to a challenge? Will she be able to find there’s joy in finding compromise — both in the kitchen and in Jonas’ eyes.

    I noticed his eyes first, deep luscious pools I wanted to dive in and drown. The broad shoulders, mighty fine muscles, and dimpled smile didn't hurt either. And as soon as I met him, I just felt... warm and protected. Safe. One hitch though - Nate's my fiancé's friend. And I'm not the type to cheat. Unlike my jerk of a fiancé. Yeah, guess what I just found out. Good old Jack has been playing around. Of course, it's one rule for him and another for me. I know what Nate and I have is real. So real there's a baby growing to prove it. But if Jack finds out he'll destroy us. He's the billionaire that runs this town. Is true love worth the price?

    Turner is my sexy as hell neighbor.I have it dialed in, when he pulls into his driveway and when he leaves for work.I watch all of the other women in our neighborhood clamor over him like dogs in heat.Funny thing is: Turner ignores them all.He doesn't give any of them the time of day.When he confesses that I'm the one for him...it's too hard to believe.How can I be the woman he needs?Especially when I accidentally set his fence on fire.

    The cars, the penthouse, the reputation for delivering women to that “Oh, yes, Gavin” moment… Yeah, I’m the bad boy billionaire who drives your fantasies. But I’ve traveled a long road to get here. And I played by the rules—the ones I wrote to guarantee I didn’t return to whom I was before. Until now. The pictures, the story—it’s my past coming back to haunt me. I’ve lost control. And to get it back, I need to change the story.So I asked my best friend and neighbor for help. Kayla agreed—if I support her growing pack of four-legged misfits. My life is under control again.Only I’m falling for my best friend. Now, my New York City apartment is full of rescued pups, my country retreat looks more like an animal sanctuary, and Kayla’s guarding her heart. And I’m running out of time to prove the girl next door belongs with the billionaire.

    Seems like fun right? Yeah, not so much...When my boss asked me to write an article about online dating and more specifically the do’s and don’ts of first dates, I expected it to be a mess. I hadn’t expected it to be a complete and utter disaster, though. How was I to know that I’d be paired up with arrogant, cocky, and too ‘handsome for his own good’, Nolan Montgomery? Nolan had always treated me as his little sister’s annoying best friend and I couldn’t stand his bossy ways. The last thing I needed was him following me around with a video-camera and lecturing me on all the things I was doing wrong. I certainly didn’t need him showing me how I could improve; even if his lips and hands were recurring images in my dreams. He may have been my first kiss, but there was no way I was going to let him get his hands on me again.

    The mustard-stained apron never suited her anyway. She looks a lot better in stockings and a pencil skirt.She's given me a list. “Smile.” “Tell people ‘good job.’” “No growling!” She doesn’t seem to understand that running a Fortune 500 company isn’t the same thing as selling sandwiches.She’s determined though, and determination is exactly what I’m looking for in my new assistant. So I’ll humor her and follow her little list, just long enough that she thinks she’s got me under control.But once I get her in bed, I’ll growl all I want.WENDYI’m going to tame the big bad Mr. Wolfe, and if I can’t break his iron fist, I’ll at least put a cute little mitten over it so he doesn’t hit his employees so hard.

    Prepare for inappropriate humor, dad jokes, and maybe a woodland creature or two.

    But she’s ready to take charge.In this provocative and sexy* office romance, a cheeky new hire tempts a hotshot sports agent to mix business with pleasure.Jenny: Job interviews are a bitch under the best of circumstances, but when your potential boss is the world’s biggest prick, that’s when you should simply walk away. It’s just that I need this job so badly—and I’m mesmerized by Ethan Mason’s piercing gaze. Men like him aren’t supposed to exist in real life. But under the tailored suits and GQ looks, Ethan simmers with barely restrained ambition. And no matter how hard I work to fight the attraction, I’m going to get burned.Ethan: You don’t become a top agent without learning how to close a deal. I always get what—or who—I want, by staying cool and in command. Then Jenny Jackson walks into my office with her lush curves and “screw you” attitude and blows away my intentions of keeping things professional. All I can think about is exploring the perfect body hidden beneath those conservative clothes or shutting her saucy mouth with one hot kiss. Jenny’s worth breaking the rules over—if I can convince her to break the rules for me.*By sexy, we mean sexy. Like, 18+ sexy.

    It started out innocently enough. I was “ScreenGod” and she was “Montana,” but of course, those weren’t our actual names, just the virtual cloaks we hid behind.Logging in at night and talking to her was my escape—my sanctuary. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out.From the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed. She was an addiction. At first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities…and she was adamant that we keep things that way. Anonymity had no effect on our unstoppable chemistry, though. If anything, it allowed us to open up even more in ways we may not have otherwise. Eden was funny, intelligent, gorgeous—everything I’d ever wanted in a woman. But I couldn’t really have her.I had accepted things would have to stay the way they were—until the day I found a clue that led me straight to her.So I took a chance.And that was when our love story really began.

    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.

    rawThe paparazzi are hounding me about a sex scandal and I have to escape.So I run.Not just from them, from my past, my present, from everything.My car breaks down and I end up walking straight into a peach of a bare ass.The f*cking luck of ending up in the middle of a boudoir photo shoot.Elsie’s bent over, ass in the air and ripe for picking, Insisting she’s not the kind of girl who normally does this sort of thing.A thousand things I want to do to her flash through my mind.Being my salvation isn’t one of them but that’s what she is.A green eyed beauty who belongs to me.Mine.Hope for the first time in my life.But she’s hiding something.And it ruins our future.

    It is the first book in the Wrong Place, Right Time series.

    Yet, I’m willing to submit. He’s claiming me. I know it and want it. In fact, I demand it. Richard’s my best friend’s brother, and totally off limits. He’s under the control of his family’s ambitiously demanding patriarch but longs for independence. His own father thwarts his every move. He needs a woman to help him overtake his father’s inheritance. That’s where I come in… as his fake wife. He asks me to pretend to be married to him, make it appear like we’re a loving couple. Not a difficult ask when I catch a glimpse of his chiseled body or feel the caress of his hand on my back. The way he looks at me is blurring the lines between real and pretend. How far will we go to keep up appearances? And will my heart stay intact through all of this? This is a stand alone. Hot and spicy. Twist and turns. Happy ending.