What happens when two bandmates from the hottest rock band on the planet hook up with their lead singer’s (off limits) little sister? Trouble, that’s what. But lucky for Imogen, trouble is exactly what’s on the menu.

    James made a deathbed promise that she would do anything to save her mother's art gallery. Unfortunately, not only is The Red painted red, but it's in the red. Just as she realizes she has no choice but to sell it, a mysterious man comes in after closing time and makes her an offer: He will save The Red if she agrees to submit to him for the period of one year.The man is handsome, English, and terribly tempting...but surely her mother didn't mean for Mona to sell herself to a stranger. Then again, she did promise to do anything to save The Red...The Red is a standalone novel of erotic fantasy from Tiffany Reisz, international bestselling author of The Bourbon Thief and the Original Sinners series.

    Her family will never love her for who she really is, and the men she’s dated haven’t done much better. The only exception is Reese, who is the perfect boss, mentor, and friend. Wanting more would just be greedy. Reese Lamont is finally in a place where he’s genuinely satisfied with his life, his struggles in the past. Are there still things he wants? Sure, but he’s too old to change his ways and he’s never going to cast himself in the role of sleazy boss, so Mati can’t ever know the extent of his feelings. David Zapetti spent ten years with the Boston PD before realizing a change was required. Now he’s in the personal protection business, where the money is good and the boredom immense, which is just what he wants. David knows the minute he sees Reese and Mati that there is nothing boring about either of them, but that doesn’t stop him from volunteering to be their protection—and a whole lot more than that.

    He's always been that way. Why do girls trip over their own feet just to be with him? I don't know! I'll never understand it. Don't they realize he's just going to ditch them after a couple of weeks? Yes, he can be nice when he wants to be. It's true that he's ridiculously attractive, too. It's not like I want to stare at him when he walks around shirtless, but it's hard not to notice someone like him. He's got that bad boy smile that makes you want to... Did I mention he's my stepbrother? Ick. What? You think I'm falling for him? Nope! It's impossible.

    Only small cover alterations, and minor editing updates to the story, have been made.* * * * *Friends for much longer than they’ve been lovers, Taryn and Richard enjoy each other’s company while looking for “Mr. Right”. When they meet Caleb the attraction is instant and mutual–for all three.Caleb wines and dines them then shows them how good it can be if they trust him to lead the way. One night is all it takes to prove that the three of them are a perfect match, at least in the bedroom. Taryn has to decide if explosive sex and the feelings that are quickly overtaking her are worth the risk of losing it all - she knows only too well that you can’t count on fate to always go your way. Richard sees Caleb and Taryn as the perfect couple - but isn’t so sure there will always be room for him. Caleb has to suppress his urge to tie them both to the bed until they understand that they belong with him, - but if they don’t come around soon, he’ll be pulling those ropes out after all.

    But their days of manwhoring and sleeping around have come to an end. Ready to settle down, they set their sights on the only girl who they want to complete their trio. Caroline Taylor, the head coach’s daughter. Now that she’s finally turned 18, they can no longer resist their mutual desire for the beautiful, petite blonde in pigtails. She’s young. She’s innocent. And she’s completely theirs. She just doesn’t know it yet.

    They bust out of an emergency exit and have axis-shaking sex. He pours whiskey in her belly button and after they run out of condoms, they have to get creative. That kind of sex. The next day, she learns that he is none other than Dr. Benjamin Beck, a brand new member of the Yale faculty and the hottest thing to happen to academia since… well, ever. She has to take his damned junior seminar to graduate, but it gets worse. He’s also her College Master: her boss, her advisor, her everything. And he’s just moved in, right downstairs. They can’t stay away from each other. They're either fusion or fission or both. They’re making out in libraries, hiding notes between stones, and sneaking off to nautically themed AirBnbs. Hear that sound? It’s the academic code of ethics going up in flames. If they're found out, he’ll lose his job and his reputation. She'll lose her scholarship and be forced to return to the life of lobster fishing that she thought she’d escaped. And they will be found out, yes they will.So what the hell are they going to do? *** To the reader: Things get damned dirty in this book. The characters curse, the sex gets explicit. It’s an erotic love story with fury. Be advised. Other tasters’ notes: HEA. Sweet. Funny. Dirty. Muddy. Wet. Inspired by a real professor.

    Her obsession with becoming a mother before her biological clock ticks down allows ovulation kits to completely dictate marital relations with Jason, her loving husband for over a decade.Desperate to reignite the fire between them, Jason goes to the one person he thinks can help save his marriage -- his long time friend, Matt. Unknown to Rose and Jason, Matt has an exotic motive that will either tear the couple apart through his manipulations or reunite them with a shared determination to expose their buried desires.The first book of the Three Hearts Menage Trilogy by new author Adele Allaire weaves a sensual polyamorous tale from the intertwined secret fetishes of all three adults, and unravels them to collide in one extremely detailed and unforgettable night of passion.WARNING: This 20,000 word novella includes an extremely graphic description of MFM menage and other mature themes appropriate for adults 21 years old and older.

    Inside, I’m screaming.I suffer from severe and profound OCD, triggered by a trauma I survived when I was a young girl. My husband saved me. I crave order, because chaos stirs the messy parts of my mind I’d rather keep tied down. But when my husband’s ex-lover shows up unannounced–a man I had no idea existed from a secret part of my husband’s past he kept hidden from me–tension unfolds and our perfect life starts to unravel. My compulsions come out to play. Only, our house guest isn’t like my tolerant husband. He doesn’t ask for control. He takes it. And I surrender to this stranger’s will, because the twisted parts of me have become so rigid I sense my perfect life is about to break, and choosing to break seems the only choice left within my control. Poly-amorous | D/s | Spanking | BDSM | Menage | MMF | Explicit Content | Erotic Romance

    But when everyone kept saying that Loche Johnson has literally THE biggest... well, "Johnson" of any professor at our college, that he used to do porn and there's a birthmark on his hip that proved it, I got skeptical. My friends pressed me to ask him. So I sacked up and did. The rumors are true—porn star Johnson is real. I was just supposed to look, but then he gave me his infuriatingly cocky smirk and said that girls like me couldn't handle guys like him. Girls like ME? We shouldn't have slept together. And it should NOT have been amazing. Now he keeps teasing me—in class, on campus, like he doesn't care if we get found out. If anyone learns we hooked up, I'll lose my scholarship. I'll lose everything I worked so hard for. I won the dare. I'm not sure it was worth it.

    He's also sinfully sexy, and wicked talented at making my blood boil.Ty thinks it's funny to chase me around like I'm the next notch in his bedpost. He lives to piss me off. But that isn't why my heart skips a dozen beats every time I look at him.What happens if his crude jokes about us hooking up go too far? What if I admit I actually want this filthy talking playboy, and one little misstep lands me in Prince Not-So-Charming's bed for real?TYI can't decide whether to laugh my ass off or kiss her 'til her panties ignite. Little Miss Perfect's too hot and uptight for her own good. Knowing she's off limits just makes me want her more.There's a twisted thrill to flirting underneath our parents' roof. And I want a whole lot more than teasing her cheeks red, or watching her eyes pop when I'm strutting around half-naked. I want to rock her world into a screaming mess and leave her soft lips breathless.Too bad this is the summer I'm supposed to get my crap together to build the family fortune. That's a distraction I don't need when all I really want to do is find out how perfect Claire feels between the sheets...

    Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. He’s my stepbrother and on top of that, I’m living under his roof. I’m following his rules. I’m nothing but his good little girl and so I can’t want him. I can’t tempt him.I can’t bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch.… About that.It was every kind of wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I stripped down for my stepbrother. Tortured him. Forced him take out years of pent-up lust on my body in one sticky, sweaty shot. Long story short, I made the hottest mistake of my life, and I know there’ll be consequences, especially with a past like mine. But now that I’ve opened up Pandora’s box, there’s no going back. Basically, I’m screwed.But when it’s with a man as painfully sexy as Liam, screwed has kind of never felt so good.**Wrong is a raunchy, angsty standalone novel with a HEA.**

    And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.I just didn’t expect to like them.*****I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.Still, I said nothing.I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.And I said… nothing.Even though my name is not Rochelle. That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.I should be scared but I’m not.I should be screaming, but I won’t.Because this just feels very, very right.And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?

    This novel contains a M/F/M relationship.Jade Lewis’s night out soon turns in to so much more than expected. A one-night stand with Chance Colt becomes more than she ever bargained for. His determined pursuit of Jade and her resolute dismissal of his charms leaves Jade at odds with her inner hussy. Confident she has managed to dodge the attraction she has for Chance, she lets down her guard, only to be taken by surprise by Chance’s ploy to win her over and convince her that they’re perfect for one another. Enter Dane, Chance’s best friend. Jade quickly realises all the fight in her was useless, especially when things are left to Chance.

    We're both famous starting quarterbacks and the women can't stay away from us.Aly's the girl the one girl from my hometown that I didn't hook up. She was too stuck up then to mess around with me, the jock football star.Now she's in trouble, a lost small town girl in the big city, and I'm supposed to help her settle in. I'm going to do a lot more than that. She's a real woman now, with real curves, and she can't resist the two of us.AlyColton and I are from the same hometown. I was too shy to ever talk to him. After all, he ruled the school and every girl wanted him. I still watch Colton's games on TV...and I don't watch them for the football. He still dominates my dreams.Now Colton shows up at my door... my constant and secret crush is standing here in the flesh, looking hotter than ever. And he's got his best friend with him. Two famous muscular quarterbacks who want me...at the same time.ZachThe rumors are true. Colton and I like to share women. They simply can't resist us.

 Aly took me completely by surprise. She's the hottest woman I've ever seen, and she seems so innocent.I just didn't think this would turn into something so real so fast, something more intense than any of us could have imagined.Double Dirty Quarterbacks is a full length MFM ménage romance. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed HEA. There are no MM scenes--it's all about her. Very high heat level! This e-book also contains a bonus copy of Final Play: A Secret Baby Romance.