Broke and desperate, Sugar Ryan has no use for arrogant, bad boy athletes . . . until she’s forced to bargain with the cockiest of them all.If only he knew she was alive. Her mission? Get on this hockey player’s radar any way possible. Zack Morgan is the king of the ice and the bedroom—but nothing prepares him for the mystery girl who shows up everywhere he does—frat parties, his favorite bar, and finally his front door with an offer he can’t refuse. The only rule in her boyfriend bargain: no falling in love.But after one (um, two) smoking-hot hookups, he’s done with pretending and vows to make their fake relationship real. Too bad she can’t trust a player with a reputation for breaking hearts. Will this hockey star score his forever girl or will their Boyfriend Bargain end in heartbreak? A standalone hockey romance.

    Practical, AKA me, wants to blame it on.The E.R. was usual madness.But this was the night that got me.Or should I say they got me.Maybe it was the bad boy billionaire's knee buckling kiss...Or the growly bodyguard's determination to keep me safe.All I know is I'm in a dream in the mansion on the hill.Pampered and protected.And falling in love with both of them.For so many reasons.But life in the lime-light is full of potholes.The kind that can swallow hopes and careers whole.Everyone's watching to see if we're on the road to true happiness or major disaster,Rocked is a steamy, twisty, medical, billionaire, bodyguard menage romance with two main male characters, a strong spunky female, and an unconventional love that works for them all. No cheating, no cliffhangers. This book has a great big Happy Ever After for Gage, Winter, and Julian.Jenna Gunn, one of today's hottest action and suspense romance authors has teamed up with Gabby Hughes for this standalone romance that brings a new twist to Gunn's alpha rescuer romance bookshelf.

    A homebody to the extreme. All it took was one night out for my hermit lifestyle to tailspin into one with a professional hockey player kissing me on my doorstep in a Wednesday Addams costume.I wanted us to be friends, so I became the girl friend—with a space, as he likes to say. Just friends is a tried and true failure. I’ve fallen for a hockey player, and I don’t even like hockey.Brooks I’ve had a lot of random hookups because of my status, but never one made by my dad pimping me out to fans in the crowd at my game. And she rejected me.My hockey career is my only ambition. I don’t date women because, eventually, they always want more. When I think of the future, it’s about career goals,breaking records, and how many trophies I will hold above my head. Now I’m the one who can’t stay away. Out of all the Labelle men, I never expected to be the first to fall.

    I write happy-ever-after romance novels, and after writing ten romance novels you’d think I’d know a thing or two about love. But I’ve been chasing my own happy-ever-after for a long time. I seem to have no problem starting my fairytale, but the ending never comes to be. My love life isn’t the best-seller that I’ve written, so I decided to change things up and write a dark romance.While finding my way around and reading books in that genre, I discovered something unexpected. I found a sexy, romantic man who happens to have a soft spot for romances. He’s an alpha male, and that type would never have appealed to me before…but it’s amazing what you see when you look between the lines.

    The glamorous prom queen gets knocked-up by the swoon-worthy tattooed god who smells of leather and exhaust from his motorcycle.That is not how this story goes.Elias Black may have had a sleeve of tattoos and grown up on the wrong side of the tracks, but he didn’t have a true bad bone in his body.Until he fell for me. Then he was terribly bad.

    I like to think it was more.We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other.Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding…I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello.After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half?MFrom the USA TODAY bestselling author of Sweet Thing and Nowhere But Here comes a love story about a Craigslist “missed connection” post that gives two people a second chance at love fifteen years after they were separated in New York City.

    To climb the ranks of the boys club of finance, I pretended to be something I’m not. I’ve avoided men for years, but there’s no avoiding Sam Hemmings. Rich, gorgeous, cocky, and wild, he’s like a caveman cowboy. He’s also the very last thing I think I need. A freak blizzard has us trapped together in the same hotel. But a freak twist of fate may have us trapped together for a heck of a lot longer than that. See, Sam needs a wife, or he’ll lose half his fortune.He’s out of options; I’m out of excuses. What could possibly go wrong? Sam :Stubborn mule. Horse-headed. A jack—well, you get it. I’ve been called all sorts of things. But not a single person’s ever called me out on my own BS as much as Elise James.The woman confounds me, and infuriates me. But she also has me curled around her damn pinky finger, if I’m being honest. I know I’m barking up the wrong tree with her. But stubborn is as stubborn does, as they say.My witch of an ex-wife and my equally miserable brother are after the fortune I’ve built with my bare, rough hands. I’m about to have my empire cut off at the knees, unless I find a bride.I’ve sworn off women for years, but I might be out of options. But I also might have the only option I really want standing right in front of me…This OTT romance is packed with instalove, no cliffhanger, and a perfect happy ever after.

    And now, months later, I’m near rock bottom and drinking my sorrows away at a club. Instead of worrying about finishing college, I’m ordering another shot when a sexy but arrogant man butts in and tries to save me from myself. I immediately hate him for interfering in my life, but as I try and get myself back on track, I find that he may just be too hard to hate.

    If only he’d have me. Nolan Jasper has been my broody neighbor for almost six years.I’ve been hopelessly infatuated with him just as long.The bond I have with his little girl only serves to strengthen that hold. Since they moved in that stormy night, I’ve been trying to restore what was lost.I would do just about anything for those two.Acting as Nolan’s reliable doormat is getting old, though.Especially when he seems incapable of accepting love.I’m finally willing to admit that man is a lost cause.Too broken. Jaded. Withdrawn.Nolan Jasper has pushed me away for the last time.If only he realized it before I’m already gone. Clea's story.A romantic standalone coming October 7th.

    If that were the case, then mine started when I was nine years old.They say that nothing good ever comes out of love triangles. Nice to know. Too bad my triangle is a quadrilateral.They say never fall in love with your best friend. Too late, because I fell in love with two of them.I may seem spoiled. I may seem selfish. But you’ve never met Jayson, Ryder, Julien, or Fallon.You know what they also say? Choices have consequences, and some consequences are deadly.ElizabethI have known and loved Jayson, Julien, and Ryder since I was a little girl. We grew up together. Shared our lives together. They were my best friends.But I have to make a choice.A choice about the woman I want to be…And the man I want to be with.My choice changed everything. But what if I made a mistake? I thought I knew how my love story would end. I couldn’t have been more wrong.Reader’s Warning: All Our Next Times is the beginning of Elizabeth’s love story and is Book 1 in the Fallen Brook Series. Book 1 is a steamy romance full of angst, emotion, and suspense, and told in multiple POVs. Book 1 takes place from childhood through high school and contains scenes that may be triggering (violence and reference to assault, abuse, and drug use, foul language, suspense, and a shocking cliffhanger). Sex/sexual intimacy in the book is consensual. Recommended for mature readers aged 18+. Please note that even though there are multiple love interests, it is not a RH.The Fallen Brook SeriesBook 1: All Our Next TimesBook 2: Paper Stars RewrittenBook 3: Broken Butterfly

    The swagger. The cocksure smirk.The kind of man you might call a living, breathing god.The problem with this man?They say he has no soul, and they’re right.Bruno will stop at nothing until he owns this town – he vows to make San Diego his no matter the consequences.He’s the man of your dreams and nightmares all at once.In his world, anger and hate are the only emotions that make any sense.I wanted nothing to do with that.A man like that cannot love. He proved me wrong.My friends say I’m insane, and it’s true.That look in his eye – it makes me high.An explosive chemistry I’d lose my mind without.The beast with him took me over, devoured me, possessed me.He gives me the courage to live the life I want…with him.To lose him now would be a death sentence of its own kind.So why is he the only man who makes me feel safe?Bruno is a full-length standalone DARK MAFIA romance.It deals with sensitive subjects some may find triggering.

    A new life on the coast, running a beautiful country hotel with my husband.It should have been everything I’d ever wanted. Worth every scrap of investment.A hotel business we’d sunken every single penny we owned into, only to find out there was a big chain rival opening just a stone’s throw away.Slowly, day by day, the dream became a nightmare. Bills. So many bills. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning. No way out in sight.Until there was him.The man at the bar.The man with a proposition we should never have considered in a thousand years …Me. Him. One long night where I’m subject to his every fantasy.While my husband watches.

    Just one more year and I’ll be outta this town. Away from it all, and able to breathe again. But then, I see her. Charlotte. The girl I’ve looked at since school began. She doesn’t know me, but I want her to. After all, we can become best friends, right?Charlotte: Senior Year. The year most kids dream of ever since they started school.But I’m just trying to graduate while taking care of my mama.But then, he sees me.Hunter.The dark prince, the rebel, the fighter.I see something in his eyes that draws me in.He wants to be friends. I can do that. There is no harm in becoming friends, right?But it doesn’t take long for friends to turn into something more. And we both know once we take that path, there’s no turning back. Even if life wants to keep us apart.

    Like a trained possession, weak against their control.She has been conditioned with our blood for years. She just doesn’t know it yet...But Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.A culture that she is about to become the center of.The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts.Or are we? Careful, Little Bird. A warning is a warning for a reason…Mind-tricks.Stunts.Deceit.Power.But there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen its face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my the monster that tormented me.And maybe lived under your bed…When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.His whispers were silenced.His shadow dissolving without a trace.I wondered why that was. She didn’t have to wonder for long…

     He definitely wasn’t supposed to walk into class Monday morning on my first day of college. He wasn’t supposed to be my teacher. He did things to my body that no man had ever done before. Things I wanted him to do again And again. And again. But the man I had in my bed two days ago was now off limits. He was my teacher. I was his student. I couldn’t have him... I wanted him anyway. First Semester is a 50,000 word standalone novel and the first in The Campus Tales series.