An angel of healing, Amir has spent centuries performing miracles for people hovering at the very edge of death. A professional ballerina, Shayla lives her life to dance. Abandoned by her family, she is alone in the world yet determined to pursue her dream. When a car accident leaves Shayla in critical condition and in danger of never dancing again, it seems that all hope is lost.Amir enters Shayla’s life intending to heal her, but when he sees her laying in her hospital bed fighting for her life, something unfamiliar resounds within him. A stranger to desire and love, Amir is drawn to Shayla like a moth to a flame despite the fact that the rules of heaven forbid angels to engage in romantic relationships with mortals. Should he give in to temptation he will become one of the “Fallen”, demons cursed to the depths of hell for eternity. As his desire for Shayla rises to fever pitch, Amir will face the choice between love and damnation, or loneliness and divinity. Will an angel who has roamed the earth alone for centuries choose to continue on the path of righteousness, or will he fall captive to his burning desires and be forever damned?

    I’m a bonafide member of the A**hole Club. Oh, we’ve earned the name. Which is why for the life of me I can’t understand why I’m putting everything on the line for this chick. She drives me crazy, she’s not mine, and she’s a little a**hole herself.However, from the first night I saw her she’s been like a flashing light beckoning me to chase down danger. Yeah, I have a thing for Mayven “Skittles” Jennings. That’s probably why she knows to keep her tail away from me and I’ve kept my distance from her. That is until she needs my help.SkittlesWilliam “Pit” Pitman. Gah!Pit is the last person I want to go to for help, but I need a savage for this task—a savage that’s as good behind a wheel as I am. Pit’s a jerk, but he’s my best option. I have three goals here. 1. Get to my cousin, Shawna, and save her life. 2. Make sure no one finds out what Shawna and I have gotten ourselves into. Especially not our parents—the good old mayor and my aunt that could be the next senator. 3. Don’t fall for the a**hole who storms in and takes control like he always does.We’ve been seeing things all wrong. The truth changes everything. We can race against the clock or burn the mother*cker down and take what’s ours, including each other.

    Yet, something about Kayla allures him.Her fearless and artistic nature can either calm the monster inside or push it further.The more they get under each other’s skin, a connection develops that neither can explain. It brings forth an indescribable desire and the possibility of love. But monsters don’t always stay gone. They have a way of crawling out of the dark, threatening any speck of happiness.

    However, in the darkness, the stars shine bright.” ~Elisabeth He was born bathed in darkness. Darkness is all he knows, all he understands, and all he wants to know. But he made a mistake. It only took one night, one moment, for it all to change. He saved her when he should’ve left her alone. Saving her changed him, forever. She fell off, wanting to die, but he caught her and let her go. When he caught her the second time, he decided to keep her. Slowly, she’d find out he was never letting her go.

    That was Jess’s life after the Ghul invaded. With civilization in ruins and her family dead, she fled to the woods and clawed for survival. Fifteen years later, the Alliance came in the dark of night and tore her life apart again.Now she’s being held on an Alliance starship against her will. Its captain looks at her with a glint in his eye and says there’s a man on board for her, a man who’ll cherish her.But why would she want that? Men are terrifying! No, all she really wants is her freedom. If the captain will just undo her cuffs - or come within reach so she can bash him over the head - she’ll let herself out and find her own way home. Surely it can’t be that hard to fly a spaceship! Captain Pryce Adamson isn’t looking for a life mate. He certainly doesn’t expect to find one shackled in his ship’s interrogation room, spewing lies and threatening violence. But within minutes of pitting his wits against hers, he knows she’s his match. Shipboard tests merely confirm what he already knows: this feral, outrageous nymph of a woman is his shot at a lifetime of joy and passion. But her time in hiding has left her badly scarred. A man is the last thing she wants. It’s going to take every bit of patience and cunning he has to win a chance with her … and even then, he may find a knife between his ribs!

    Little does she know these events will turn her whole world upside down. From bumping into a weird stranger at a bakery, to finding her True Mate that she doesn’t want… Or does she? Then, throw in having to deal with past family drama. What’s a girl to do? Find out what happens in this funny, sexy, action filled tale to see how it works out for her.

    Want for her cemented their friendship through time, even as it tore it apart. She changed their lives, made them want better, and they plan to show her that. There's only one catch--she's never met them before. Eris Brue is flattered by Lucien and Ranulf's attention, but they are her bosses. She doesn't want to get tangled up in an office romance, especially not with two men. Their joint seduction overcomes her resolve, and she gives in even though she knows they are keeping secrets that could doom their relationship. Centuries of planning have finally come to fruition. Lucien and Ranulf have a short amount of time to make Eris love them, because once time has her, everything could come to an end. Note: Contains no explicit sexual language. Contains physical violence against the heroine. ** A Siren Erotic Romance

    That is exactly what happened to Phaedra Conner. Instead of being shown gratitude, she’s met with hatred from everyone. To top it all off, behind her heroic act, she loses her job as an award-winning reporter to become a gossip reporter. As fate would have it, she bounces back with a new job, an assignment to undercover the secrets of Gabriel Evans, playboy, philanthropist, money launderer, and viewed by many as a tyrant, who uses his money to control. Phaedra is determined to expose the true Gabriel. But as secrets are unraveled, will she be engulfed by his charm? Gabriel is blindsided by his attraction to Phaedra, as most assume he’s an asshole because of his gruff demeanor but all of that disappears in Phaedra presence. Will flames ignite?

    Half-human, half-werewolf, Ria Marlett knows her place in the pack. And she knows exactly how the pack’s alpha, Drake Neilson, views her; as a convenient lay. So far she’s managed to avoid his advances, but she knows his patience is growing thin. Now he's ready to claim her. Ria does her best to avoid Drake, but the sexy woman can’t hide who she is. Tired of waiting, now he’ll do whatever it takes to win Ria, even woo her while dealing with rabid lone wolf attacks. With the pack in danger Ria is forced to face what Drake has been telling her all along, she just might be the strongest of the pack. Length: 23,000 words

    A concept to fight against.Evil doesn’t exist.Neither does ‘good.’Vampires do, though.I just happen to be one.I’ve cruised through the centuries managing to avoid all the wars, supernatural and human, but still going to all the best parties.I would say I avoided bloodshed, but it’s kind of part of the whole ‘vampire’ thing.I’ve lived on the fringes of a society that considered cruelty and sadism favorable character traits for almost five hundred years. Now I'm in the middle of a war that might just put my nonbeating heart in a lot of danger.Battles, I can handle.The impossible attraction between me and the vampire slayer, not to mention the penetrating gaze of the king of our race, on the other hand?I might not get out undead.

    At the time, her age and his position as her professor kept him from acting on his desires. When the biological mating period known as The Wanting hits, it ignites a passion that neither can resist. Will the icy Zasha run from her feelings or embrace the man who melts her heart?

    Her hair glittered under the dark sky. Both billowed behind her in the wind. She stood at the edge of the cliff where he’d nearly dove and ended his life, following the notes of her voice. She was holding his notebook. His tattered five-cent notebook from Woolworth’s. And reading his words. With tears catching on each syllable.“I still plan to finish that,” he said, approaching her carefully with a sudden need to clear his throat. “It’s not my best writing, really.”She faced him. “It’s like poetry, when you write.”Ben clutched his heart, attempted to feign embarrassment, but the real thing flushed through him. “That means the world…coming from you.”She closed the notebook, but she didn’t hand it to him. Instead, she clasped it to her chest. “Are you here to stop me?”“Yes.”“Because you can’t live without me.”“Yes.”Her gaze fell. “Even if you’ll die...” * * * * * A BWWM Romance about a girl who spends her entire life thinking she is cursed, and the man who never expected to fall for her.

    That's what. When Kit wakes in the past she has no choice but to go with the knight that stands before. The sword at her throat determines that. With absolutely no idea on how to return home, Kit will be called upon to use every bit of strength and love to stay alive long enough to do so. Even with Marcus' help it might not be possible. Will these two lovers find a way to be together for all time? Can Kit trust that once made, it will never be broken? Perhaps. It is after all, A KNIGHT'S VOW.

    Always waiting.They call me Priest, and I’ll make you repent for your sins.But I won’t be able to protect you from mine. Do I scare you, Cohen?Does my mere presence heighten your pulse and warm the blood in your veins?Do I stir the deepest parts of you? The parts you buried deep inside long ago?Admit it, Cohen, I’m a thrill, scattered within the deepest layers of your mind.Always tempting. Always enticing.You found me in the woods. You were a danger, and I was naive.But now I want the wolf that hunts me. Call it a truce. Call it a surrender.He needs justice. I need answers.It’s us against them.Cohen may have claimed me, but Sanctum wants to own me.They plan on collecting.But so am I.

    Michelene had killed and run—but not far enough, or fast enough.They’d found her.Azriel had but one rule. No attachments. This rule had kept him alive. He’d lived by it—until her.She’d found her savior in a man whose past was even darker than her own and whose soul held shadows of that dark. He made her body explode in ways she’d never imagined possible and gave her heart something she’d long given up... hope.Michelene was his saving grace. The only thing which kept the darkness from consuming him. She was his to protect and cherish.God help anyone who challenged that--because Vengeance would be his.EXCERPT:There wasn’t time to cringe. In a split second, she saw something flash in her mystery man’s eyes—something dark and deadly. Sensing he was about to move, her hand shot to his shoulder, her heart pounding as she tried to communicate her desperate plea with her eyes. “Please don’t."The panic that was squeezing her throat wasn’t because she was afraid for Vic; she could care less about that greasy pig. Nor was she concerned this man could be hurt. She knew she couldn’t afford scrutiny. She’d managed to be virtually unseen for four years; it had to remain that way. It was amazing this man didn’t know who she was. “Vic’s an ass, but he’s harmless.” Her words weren’t moving him in the least. There was no visible change in his manner, but Michelene sensed he was growing more pissed, more dangerous. “He’s never laid a hand on me.”That worked. She felt his tension drain a bit, while he stared pointedly at where her hand rested on him. She didn’t move it. Slowly, he turned those ghostly eyes back to her face. “If he talks to you like that again, I will end him.”Would most women feel the same thrill she did at his words? Not having much experience with “normal” people, Michelene really couldn’t say. But she certainly felt thrilled right down to her toes. Pussy clenching, she knew she needed to put a little space between them before she did something that would garner even more attention. Before it came to that, she tried to move, but found her arm caught in a vise made of hot flesh.“Your name,” he growled, his piercing glare keeping her rooted to the spot every bit as much as his hold.“Michelene,” she whispered back, not even considering giving him a fake name. Besides, she was sick of not being herself. There was something about him, a danger, a certain “off-ness” that called to her, told her she could be herself around him.“Nice to meet you, Michelene.” There went that smile again. Just that tiny sign of approval succeeded in melting her formerly icy insides. “I’m Azriel Seth.”