Then he dared me to make it real.It was one freaking kiss with a stranger.I wasn't looking for a hero the day Brent Eden charged into my life.He saw a damsel in distress facing humiliation.We played pretend. Swore I was his. Baited sweet chaos.Blew apart everything.My dating disaster? Gone.Our kiss? Electric. Divine. Toe-curling.His mistake? Oh, boy.Dropping the ultimate F-bomb: fiancé.Especially when my gossipy cousin tells the whole family.Forget how he's badass personified.The ink. The leather. The abs. The smirk.The lightning eyes and the growl I can't resist.Nothing changes the fact that he's my favorite student's father.I'm risking it all for this charade. And I'm losing.The closer we get, the deeper I fall.The louder he vows to protect me.The more we come undone.Even my questions have questions.What if I'm not the only one who needs saving?What if our marriage mistake gets way too real?From Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow - two hearts, one lie, and no mercy! Plus a damaged single dad who just can't let his Not Fiancée go. Full length romance novel with everything Happily Ever Afters are made of.

    But car woes and a cowboy are making it difficult.LilithI don’t need a man. And I definitely don’t need his money. After spending twenty-five years as a trophy wife, I’m single again and on my own. Well, not completely alone. I have my cat.My fresh start isn’t going well. Car trouble leaves me stranded in the Texas Hill Country, but a helpful stranger with wicked blue eyes and well-worn cowboy boots shows up. Too bad he’s a man. I’ve sworn off men.BeauMy mama taught me better than to leave a stranger on the side of the road . . . even if she is toting around an exotic cat and has fiery red hair and a temper to match. But like a kid with matches, I’m drawn to her in spite of the risk.Or maybe a little risk is exactly what my settled bachelor life needs.One problem: she hates men. And since I am one, trying to win her over might be harder than taming a wild stallion. But what’s the worst that can happen? Embarrassment? A broken heart? Death? She might be worth it.

    Something they avoid committing. For me, Sin is a place. Club Sin, to be exact. That’s where I met an alluring woman named Rose. We had one night together. Identities concealed. Absolute freedom. Until the truth came out about who she really was. Sadie Mitchell, my best friend’s little sister. Now, we share a secret, and she’s hell-bent on keeping it hidden. But I have another secret for her, too. It wasn’t just a one-night stand for me, and I’m just as determined to make her mine. **Made For Sin is a steamy standalone romance with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA.**

    

    The night I walk into the club, I have no intention of bidding on a woman. Why would I? I can have any woman I want. Anytime. Anywhere. But when Sydney Mercer walks across that stage, I'm screwed. My paddle isn't the only thing that goes up. I'll show everyone else what it's like to lose. But Sydney isn't just here for fun and games. She's got her reasons for entering into this little arrangement. And so do I. Her body whenever I want it for the next thirty days. If she follows my every command, I'll make all her dreams come true. There's nothing that can go wrong, as long as Sydney doesn't learn the truth. Wanted is a super steamy auction romance. It has a HEA and NO Cliffhanger. There are a few bonus books for your reading pleasure. Enjoy!

    Now, it's his turn to save me. But when it's time to go our separate ways, he makes me an offer I can't refuse–an interview with my dream company and ten grand in cash. All I have to do is pretend to be his girlfriend for the week. Easy peasy. It isn't until he takes me home to meet the parents that I realize he left out some MAJOR details. But there's too much at stake for me to back out now. I MUST play the part. Only ... it won't be quite the one he's expecting. Worst Fake Girlfriend: Scene 1, Take 1. ACTION!

    Not that quiet schoolteacher Marni Ross has an easy time forgetting him either. But she knows a handsome hunk like him would never be interested in someone like her. When Harper loses his fiancée to a rich Wall Streeter and seeks a new start in a sleepy village on the North Fork, he runs into the same woman who once again surprises him, this time shaking up his world like never before.

    I feel like I'm going crazy in this town.That was until I met her. Lydia.An angel from out of town who came here to save me.She's the only girl who makes me feel sane.She's a damn goddess.I have to do anything to keep her happy, anything to make her mine, anything for her..."LYDIA"Sean. They call him Brash. I can see why.He's part of some motorcycle club or something.The tattoos. The muscles. That demeanor. Why am I not surprised he just got out of prison? They don't make'em like him in the city.I don't know if I can handle a man like him. But damn if I'm not so attracted to him..."Welcome to Ivory, home of friendly townsfolk, honest cops, and motorcycle clubs.Lydia leaves the big city to start her life over in the small town of Ivory. It's nothing like she's ever experienced, including Sean, member of the Black Reapers Motorcycle Club. The ex-convict has Lydia captivated. A torrid affair draws them to each other. But the life of a club member is never easy. Will a passionate attraction that the two of them crave be enough to keep them together? Or will life in Ivory be too much for them to overcome?BRASH is a STEAMY standalone romance novel featuring a bad boy biker and the woman he'll do anything to protect. There are no cliffhangers and no cheating. Happy ending? You'll have to read to find out!

    Not until her grandmother dies. Now she’s riding motorcycles, attending bonfire parties, all while trying to deal with large bikers invading her home. Will she run from the darkness her family warned her about or will she discover that sometimes the darkness is worth the happiness it can bring? ​ Tyler ‘Buck’ Fenton wasn’t the same when he returned from Afghanistan and the sweet innocence of the life he’d led before he left was gone. Joining the Grave Diggers MC saved his life but it also meant he wasn’t on anyone’s nice guy list. The club was his life until a woman with a sassy mouth and eyes the color of emeralds walked into his world. Now he’s furnishing her house with the finest things, begging for forgiveness and hoping he can keep her. Only when the darker parts of his life rear their ugly heads, he will have to choose—to keep her or to keep her safe.

    My rules."Three years of celibacy was my life.But now Angela's presence makes things exceptionally.... hard .After the winter storm, she was supposed to be a temporary guest.But, Santa must have a sick sense of humor... I'm addicted to every inch of her.Her full breasts. Her curvy hips. Those sweet innocent eyes filled with untapped potential.The problem is I don't ask. I take. And if let myself loose....I'm afraid nothing will stop me from having all of her.

     Casey Boone David Cooper is just like every other jock. Cocky, full of himself, and a player. He cares more about football and parties than passing his classes. And that's why I'm stuck with him. Forced to tutor someone I despise. Someone that reminds me of who I used to be. David Cooper I'm the biggest thing to happen to this school. Because of that I get whatever I want. Endorsements, Parties, and any girl that I could want. Yet I don't want any of that since I met her. Cassey Boone is strong willed, smart-as-hell, drop dead gorgeous, and she doesn't care who I am. And that makes me want her even more. I won't stop until I make her mine. Big Jock is a scorching standalone Bad Boy Sports Romance with no cheating and a happy ending. Recommended for readers 18+ due to extreme scenes of panty-dropping hotness. Big Jock ends at around 55% percent. For a limited a copy of King: MC Romance is also included at the end of the story.

     Ivy My life wasn’t supposed to look like this. I wasn’t supposed to be stuck in this small town. So, when my best friend gets me an internship at her brother Simon’s company in California, I would be stupid to refuse. The only catch is, I’d never quite gotten over the kiss he and I shared on my nineteenth birthday. The day before he skipped town. But he’s my boss now. And even though that dimpled smile still gets to me, I’m not going to let him break my heart again. Simon Ivy Soleman, with her strawberry blond curls, delicious pouty red lips and legs that make every man drool themselves dry. I should have forgotten her by now. She was nothing but a distant memory from a past I’d left behind in our godforsaken town. But now she’s in my office. And as much as I try to deny it, the truth is that I like having her around. Watching the way her body moves in those pencil skirts. The thing is that I’m not the only one looking. I don’t like the idea of other guys fighting over her. My need to protect her and her perfect shapely hips kicks in. But I’d left her once – had I lost my chance forever? This is a 30,000 words standalone story with a HEA. 18+ readers only.

    Rough. Hard.He’s ready to spin me around his shaft until I can’t see straight.He’s the one.But if we get caught, papa will send him right back to jail.I can’t afford to take the risk, but I can’t look away either.He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and the one man I can’t have.AxleThe boss’ brat is the hottest piece I’ve ever seen.Three years upstate will drive a man crazy.Crazy for what’s nestled between her hot little thighs.She’s the last woman I should be sniffing after, but I want her.And I’m going to take what I want.Consequences be damned.This is a short, passionate read with over-the-top insta-love and a HEA.

    But Sam? That’s playing with fire. A bad boy Rockstar with melting eyes and that dimpled cocky grin. I wasn’t going to say no. It was one long hot steamy night. My hands in his tousled hair, his lips so hungry on my skin… I broke it off the next day, but I haven’t forgotten. His wounded gaze still eats up my soul. And now he’s proposing marriage to save my ass. It’s just business, right? We won’t forget it’s pretend. Will we?

    Oh, and he happened to be a partner at the publishing company I was trying to get signed to. My book—“Fu*#$@Boys”—about how men are selfish, sex-crazed pigs—was one vote away from being published—his vote. But not only did he hate my book, he asked me a question that would change things between us forever:“How can you be an expert on men when you’ve never been in a real relationship?”He had a point, but I wasn’t about to let him know. Instead I did what any self-respecting academic would do—I proposed a radical social experiment. Cormac and I would live together for one month as boyfriend and girlfriend. If he could change my mind about men I’d withdraw my book. If not, he’d agree to publish it.My only condition? No sex, or anything physical, whatsoever.I never thought he’d go for it, but I guess I was wrong about him, in more ways than one. Don’t get me wrong, I hate Cormac Delaney, even if he is easy on the eyes. . .fine, he’s good looking. . .alright, he’s hot as hell, but still! To do this I’m going to have to remind myself of a few things: we’re only an experiment, nothing more. He’s not the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life, he absolutely does not have a body that makes me tingle in all the right places, and I’m never, under any circumstances, going to let myself fall for him. . .Right?