Imagine my surprise when a drenched, flustered brunette slipped into the booth across from me, acting like she was supposed to be there.When she slipped back out with a snappy goodbye, I never thought I’d see her again.Until I walked into my Friday morning meeting.At first, I didn’t recognize her—she was dry this time. But from the look on her face, she recognized me.When she gave the worst pitch I’ve ever sat through, I thought my boss, and mentor, was going to show her the door—except he accepts the proposal and tells me we have to work together.I didn’t anticipate I would like her, let alone be interested in her. Sure, she was hot and sassy.But something about her rubbed me the wrong way.And yet I couldn’t stop thinking about her.So, when she leaves the room and her phone chimes with a new text, I knew I wasn’t supposed to look.I also knew I wasn’t supposed to cancel her date for later that evening.And I definitely knew I wasn’t supposed to delete the entire exchange, so she had no idea what I’d done.But I did. And then I showed up at the restaurant, pretending like this was all a big coincidence.When the date is over, I want more. I need more.We start pretend-dating because she needs practice, and I tell myself, New York’s most eligible billionaire bachelor, that this is just a bit of fun.What could possibly go wrong?

    …but she doesn’t know it yet. Rumors run rampant in this small town. I’m spoken about in whispers, but I hear their words. I was happy to stay hidden until the new girl arrived. I’m enchanted by her beauty and drawn to her laugh. She’s too good for me, but that doesn’t keep me away. Can I break free of my past or will my demons ruin everything? Damon is a full length contemporary bad boy romance novel with a HEA!

    Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

     He’s everywhere. On the billboards that grace the freeway, on my television screen, and most of all, in every fantasy I’ve ever had since I was a teenager, the fantasy that became true that one summer night. The summer night where out of nowhere, he slid his hand to the back of my head and brought me in for the most head-spinning kiss in existence. It was heavenly, dizzy, wonderful, everything I’d been hoping for. We couldn’t get enough of each other, and in the following days and nights, he surprised me again by taking things slowly, whether it was unbuttoning my shirt, bringing me against him so I could see how hard I made him, or slipping his fingers into my panties and feeling how wet I was for him right before working me to my very first climax. But then everything changed when I got unexpectedly pregnant… I told myself I kept the baby a secret because I couldn’t keep Colt from his career. But the truth is that deep down, I was afraid he wouldn’t want us. At least, not for the right reasons. But now Colt is back, fresh off a tabloid scandal that’s left his career reeling, his gray-blue eyes reflecting the bruises I left inside of him when everything went wrong between us. His brown hair is still wild, his skin still tanned, and those full, beautiful lips I used to kiss in secret still set in that determined line. Soon we’ve picked up right where we’ve left off. Kissing, touching, his hands all over my body, doing things to me no other man ever could. But how do you tell the only man you’ve ever loved you’ve kept a secret from him for years? A secret could change his life forever and send everything he’s worked for crashing into oblivion?

    He’s the most hated man in Manhattan. Their lives are destined to intertwine.Violet Markle built a marvelous life in the city with her husband. After his sudden death, she is left alone to try to pick up the pieces and move on.Oliver Adams is a notorious player. After his stint on the hit reality television show, Hot Hunks, he became widely known as the Heartless Hunk.Vi needs to make a trip to her small hometown in Maine, but she doesn’t want to face the looks of pity on the faces of her family and friends.Oliver needs a break away from the constant scrutiny and hate-filled gazes he receives in the city.Vi’s best friend, Soraya, devises a plan that can help both Vi and Oliver, but she doesn’t know the devastating secret that is bubbling just beneath the surface between them.What happens next will change their lives forever.Will Violet and Oliver be able to embrace love and help each other heal, or will the truth destroy them? Find out now in Heartless Hunk.

    A last-minute trip puts me face to face with the most arrogant man I’ve ever met.The pilot.Grant King may be hot as all get out, but he’s a grade A jackass.Before I even board the chartered flight, his irritating and judgmental comments make me want to throttle him;Bringing out my snarky side.Only what was supposed to be a five-hour trip turns into my worst nightmare.The last thing I want to do is spend anymore time with the gorgeous jerk.But weather forces us to land in a small town I’ve never heard of.One night in a rustic cabin is far too much, add in a road trip and interstate highway shut down,And we’re put in close quarters one too many times that sparks heat between us.By the time we part ways, I’m on the fence about never seeing him again.What I don’t expect on my first day back as a flight attendant is to meet the new pilot.Grant King.The universe is against me.I’m determined not to fall for his charms and be another notch on his bedpost.He, on the other hand, sees things differently.Though I might protest, our ending is one I don’t see coming.

    Dover brings you a sexy, contemporary romance mixed with laugh-out-loud comedy about two past lovers who want nothing more than to seek revenge on the other. However, they end up getting way more than they bargained for. Clara and Zac thought they were headed for their happily ever after, until a break-up slathered in betrayal left them both jaded and vindictive. Twelve years have passed since they left Wyoming, and during that time Clara found her calling at a prestigious PR firm in California while Zac moved to New Orleans to join his Broussard cousins at River Enterprises. They thought they could forget each other and move on... until a local charity auction in their hometown of Snowy Creek sets Zac up for the ultimate revenge. If he wins, Clara will be at his mercy, forced to work for him for one full week. Tantalized by the sweet taste of revenge, he eagerly ups the ante to claim his prize. But what starts out as a week of filthy manual labor and bitter rivalry leads to a shocking revelation. Someone has been plotting for over a decade to keep Clara and Zac apart. Can the pair band together to uncover who? Or will their rift from the past continue to ruin their chance at a blissful future?

     I knew better. My morals were in check. I just didn’t care about the repercussions. A man like me never does. Rena was young. Gorgeous. Tall. Big brown eyes that begged me to take her. And that I did. Over and over. My naughty little secretary. Some would call me sick for screwing a girl practically college-age. But my want for her was too great. She was mine… Whether she knew it or not. ‘They say’ all good things must come to an end. And I needed to end it. Before we got too deep. Before she got attached. But then it happened. The last thing I expected. Rena was pregnant. It got me thinking... Maybe this was my chance to turn things around. Mature the fuck up. Or maybe this was my wake-up call: To cut and run. Because it wasn’t part of the plan. Time to choose…

     But when a casual fling turns serious, will they both be down for the ride? Riley Pratt is content living her quiet, less-than-thrilling life in the city minding her own business. Due to her hectic work schedule and self-made career as one of Savannah's up-and-coming interior designers, she's learned to keep her thoughts to herself and her eyes on the prize-- a fruitful, shining career in design. Until Cameron Alden waltzes into town.Always thinking up his next cocky comeback, Cameron is arrogant and annoyingly charming in all the wrong ways. Heir to the largest whiskey distillery in the South, he prides himself on being well-endowed but also claims he's prudish as hell. Official word around town? He's Savannah's hottest bachelor. And he takes complete advantage of it.Which... isn’t Riley’s glass of rosé. Though she can feel sparks flying rampant when they’re together, will Riley give him a chance? Or is she too sure that Cameron's old habits will die hard, making her just another one-night stand?

    I told them no.But after someone breaks into my gallery, destroying everything I own, and threatening me; I start to question how I'll ever come back from this.Until a stranger comes to my rescue, risking his own safety for mine.He saved me.Bold and charming, his muscles were hard as rock and his strength was fierce; he made everything right.Life began to fall back into place, and for a brief moment, I was able to forget about everything else. I wish that moment could have lasted a little bit longer.Because everything I thought I knew about my hero was a lie. He wasn't my savior, he was my enemy.I heard that bad things happen in threes.The break in, the lies... I didn't know what was next.I guess it's true, when it rains—he pours.And this man laid it on thick in all the right places.So how do I let him go?

    Sure, he’s sexy as sin with his armful of tattoos and Clark Kent vibes. But after a lifetime of douchebags, my celibacy vow is safe with him. Which makes him the ideal fake date I need on my arm when I face my high school sweetheart—and the back-stabbing woman he dumped me for. Seeing my sister again after all these years is going to be…interesting. Only the Truth features a steamy fake-relationship, a pun-loving gynaecologist hero, and a reformed bad girl. Like all books in the Only You series, this story can be read as a standalone, or as book 2.5 in the series.  Scroll back up and jump into this hilarious, quick read today! Authors Note: This book was offered free to newsletter subscribers from December 2018 to June 2019. Please check your kindles.

    The horse is optional. Zayden Moon and his brothers are back home for the old man’s funeral, but too bad none of them give a damn what happens to the failing ranch they’ve inherited or all the bad memories that come with it. Now Zayden has more than his murky past and the ranch to contend with. As usual, trouble comes searching for him when he’s asked to rescue a woman lost on the mountain, stranded on Valentines’ Day of all things, and he’s the only man who knows where to look. And whoooeee, there’s a lot to look at when it comes to this curvaceous beauty. Esme thought she was going to the mountain getaway to receive a diamond ring, and instead she’s abandoned by her boyfriend and left to make her own way down the jagged terrain. When a sexy cowboy rides in on a white steed, she thinks she’s seeing things, but soon his warm, rough hands show her otherwise. A hot and heavy dose of revenge sex seems to be in order too, right? If Zayden had a heart, he’d be falling for the woman with spunk to match her wild curls, but he knows better than to attempt a relationship. And Lordy, Esme sure gravitates to the worst men… except there’s something more to Zayden than he allows anyone to see. If she ever figures out what, she might give Zayden a chance, because the man’s kisses sure can knot a woman up.

    Money, music and headaches. A town that depends on my name to make a living and I’m ready to leave it all behind. I'm tired of staring down the hill from my mansion at a town that resents me. I’ve chosen to hide in plain sight, blending in and keeping to myself. Hiding who I really am. Until she crashed the last party I’d ever have and made me realize everything I was missing. Cora Sinclair is anything but your average woman. Gorgeous with curves in all of the right places From the moment I saw her the music and blood pumped through me. A feeling I hadn’t had in years. But she came with a purpose, a night of fun and to confront the one person that is destroying her town, me. She wasn't counting on staying for the weekend and uncovering my deepest, darkest secrets that would change her live too. Legend is a 50,000 word, standalone, Rock Star romance with plenty of steam, no cheating and a HEA.

    What a joke. Rourke It should’ve been punishment enough, right? Instead, I’m stuck with this woman, A fiery redhead with a mouth that would make a sailor blush. She hates me, but she wants me. The two aren’t mutually exclusive, And I can sympathize. Because I want to wrap my hands around her neck . . . while I kiss her. And not just to shut her up. Okay, maybe sometimes. Because the line between lust and hate is so thin, I’m not sure where I end and she begins. As night falls, even a sassy mob princess needs protection. Margo Sweet baby Jesus, the man sure is pretty. I just wish he’d keep his mouth shut. Or uses it for other things. Because Romeo and Juliet we are not, Even if we do come from other sides of the divide. Being kidnapped is one thing, but being kidnapped by him is not so much fun, Even when he says it’s for my own good. That no one will ever protect me as well as him. Thing is, I can almost believe him. Because when he’s not annoying the hell out of me, he’s making me sigh. But I don’t do love. Not now, not ever. Not even as night falls. Love filthy talking Irish American mobsters who can melt your panties with just a whisper? As Night Falls is a full-length standalone Irish gangster romance with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a guaranteed HEA!

    But it’s nothing without her. Second in line to the throne of a beautiful island nation, I have my pick of the sexiest women, fastest cars, whatever my heart desires. What I want is my freedom — so much that they call me The Runaway Duke. Some call me The Duke of Debauchery. Both are correct. When Iliana walks into my life, with her little llama t-shirt and big green eyes, it’s only supposed to be one night. But the fates think differently and cross our paths in the most unexpected way. Now, as outside forces attempt to tear us apart, I don’t want to run. But is it safe for her to stay? *** This is a full-length romance novel with an HEA, no cheating and no cliffhanger. ***