I use them. I pay them off. I find another. My demands are never denied. My contracts are always signed. They submit to me. Willingly. Completely. Temporarily. This is how it's always been.Until I saw that filthy tweet.@VaughnAsher My bare pussy. Your tongue. #ThingsIThinkAboutToGetOff"FilthyBlueBird" thinks she can tease me with hashtags and then hide behind a Twitter handle? She thinks I wouldn't be more than happy to #RockHerFilthyWorld? She's wrong.Her online fantasy is about to collide with her public reality, and it's about to happen... now.THIS IS A SERIAL NOVELLATHAT MEANS ALL ENDINGS ARE CLIFFHANGERSTHIS NOVELLA IS ABOUT 150 PAGES LONGTHIS IS PART ONE OF SIXBOOKS ARE RELEASED EVERY TWO WEEKS

     With a handsy aunt, a meddling mother and a father concerned for the wellbeing of his daughter's eggnog, there's no chance Sam and Noel will have time to fall in love...or will they? **The Stocking Was Hung is a full-length, standalone Christmas novel that will make you laugh, make you HOT and maybe even make you say, "Awwwww" a few times.

    But Mary Grace Winters knew the only way to save herself and her child from her abusive cop husband was to stage their own death. Now all that remains of their former life is at the bottom of a lake. Armed with a new identity in a new town, she and her son have found refuge hundreds of miles away. As Caroline Stewart, she has almost forgotten the nightmare she left behind nine years ago. She is even taking a chance on love with Max Hunter, a man with wounds of his own. But her past is about to collide with the present when her husband uncovers her trail and threatens her hard-won peace. Step by step, he's closing in on her—and everything and everyone she loves.

    For American Cade Corey, it's a dream come true, if only she can get one infuriating French chocolatier to sign on the dotted line...ChocolateMelting, yielding yet firm, exotic, its secrets are intimately known to Sylvain Marquis. But turn them over to a brash American waving a fistful of dollars? Jamais! Not unless there's something much more delectable on the table...Stolen PleasureWhether confections taken from a locked shop or kisses in the dark, is there anything sweeter?