Alone and heartbroken, she thinks she needs time to grieve and self-reflect. But her bossy big sister insists she needs a distraction. Preferably an experienced older man who can sweep her off her feet, dust off all those virginal cobwebs, oil those squeaky wheels and then send her on her way.She refuses to consider such nonsense. Until she meets silver fox, Carlo Novello. Carlo is just the kind of man who can perform a lusty act of kindness. He’s kind, sexy, honest, full of compliments, and doesn’t believe in relationships. He doesn’t believe in love.It’s a win- win.For once, Zelda plays by her own rules and takes what she needs. Gets what she wants. And emerges a new woman with a ravenous new libido she’d like to take for stroll.Too bad Carlo can’t stick to the plan. With his heart set on Zelda, the only stroll she’s taking is that short walk down the aisle.

    

    But even Mitch can't get her all the way home in this weather. Instead he takes her to his cabin in the woods to wait out the storm.With just the two of them in the cozy cabin, Becca’s fantasies run wild. She gets to spend the whole night with the sexiest man she knows, and she’s not about to let the opportunity go to waste! Mitch is everything she’s ever wanted in a man—strong, handsome, experienced—and she knows he would make her first time special. But only if she can convince him that she’s not as forbidden as he thinks…

    A few days in Paris the city of love and then attend the wedding of my childhood babysitter, but there is a last minute change in plans. Now dad says I can’t go unless…Unless he comes.The man I’ve crushed on since I was a teen. But he would never see me as more than just his best friend kid right? Or can the city of love give me the love I’ve been hoping for?MarkI knew this was a bad idea from the second my best friend asked me to escort his daughter to a wedding. She’s eighteen, and probably doesn’t even need a chaperone. In fact, I bet I’ll be cramping her style. But that’s not it – the main problem I’m facing.Sara has grown into one beautiful woman.I saw her not too long ago, at her graduation party. That night took my breath away. Her smooth and voluptuous body squeezed into that little white party dress, clinging to her body in all the right places, showing me once and for all that she had grown up. If I could ever have doubted it before, I don’t now.And I want her. Even if she is my best friend's daughter.And what better place to make her mine then the city of love.*Paris with Dad’s Best Friend is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    He's my best friend's dad. But I can't help it. Tonight's the night.Joshua Stevens is everything. Fiercely focused, astonishingly gorgeous, and incredibly kind.He's also my best friend's dad.A year ago, I left home to go to college on the other side of the country. I thought the time away would dampen my innocent crush. But the fire inside me hasn't dissipated. No way. The time apart has only added fuel to the flames.My crush isn't so innocent anymore.And now that I'm home for the summer, it looks like the feelings are mutual.A year ago he was a shoulder to cry on. A rock to steady me when I needed it the most. He was sweet and kind and a wonderful man.But now, everything is different. He doesn't look at me so sweetly anymore. His eyes caress me like a flame. He's sneaking glances at me that are anything but innocent.The way he looks at me in my little white bikini tells me everything I need to know.Okay, maybe I put on the bikini to push him. I didn't think he would actually take the bait.Turns out I thought wrong. Very wrong.It looks like tonight is going to be the night. The night I've saved just for him.But once this protective, possessive older man gets me in his arms...something tells me I'm never going to want the night to end...Short, sweet and steamy, HEA, no cheating.This book is part of the Night series but each book is a complete stand-alone and the books can be read in any order.Enjoy!xx, Lauren

    This is the feel-good, sweet like cotton candy and steamy like a hand-made cappuccino reading treat that you've been waiting for.Read them all today!

    That's why I'm a college senior and still a virgin. I want a man - a real man - like Professor Fitzgerald. He's handsome, smart, accomplished, and famous for writing a bestselling book about the psychology of sex. Just cause I'm a virgin doesn't mean I don't think about doing it. I'm obsessed. My roommate says I'm the dirtiest virgin in the world. I'd let Professor Fitzgerald make me a woman in a heartbeat. But I know he'd never go for a shy, inexperienced student like me. THE PROFESSOR Students throw themselves at me every semester, trying to get with the famous professor who wrote the book on sex. Not once have I done anything with any of them. But when I see Violet sitting there on the first day of class, I'm instantly drawn to her. She's shy, quiet, modest - and stunningly gorgeous. And when I find out that Violet's a virgin, I can't help myself: I have to have her. I'm going to teach her, mold her, and make her mine. *** The Professor is a 50,000+ word steamy romance novel with lots of dirty goodness, no cheating, and a guaranteed Happily Ever After! ***

    How did she manage to make it to the last semester of college without giving away her V-card? It wasn't my intention I swear. It's just... there was this one man that I compared every college guy to. One man that made all of those boys fall short. My dad's best friend, Mark. Where do I begin? With the smoldering dark eyes that can turn my legs to jelly? Or the body that had to have been cut from granite? No, it had to be that smile, that smile that says he knows just what to do to satisfy Every. Last. Dirty. Fantasy. I have. And believe me, as a virgin, all I've got are fantasies. Now I have someone to make them all come true. Only thing is, you can't keep a baby a secret...

    It wants him.And he’s determined to claim my innocence at any cost.Need an on-the-go quickie or a naughty bedtime story? These petite tales are fast-paced, to the point, and blazing hot, with a guaranteed HFN.

    I was the unpopular outcast with frizzy brown hair who was always picked last for softball.But Coach Mason was behind me every step of the way.He made me feel good. Wanted. Cherished.And now, I’m giving him something precious in return.

    

    Their assumptions about me would only be partially incorrect.A shy nature and lack of experience played into my name perfectly. My thoughts and who they were directed at were a different story.My best friend and I had been inseparable through our childhood and teens. We did everything together, celebrated triumphs and consoled failures, and shared our deepest secrets, except for one.Stupid Cupid had struck me with an arrow for the worst possible person on the planet… her dad!I’d known Rhett my entire life, but something had happened last Valentine’s Day and I suddenly viewed him as the strong, confident, sexual being that he was. And I’d suffered for an entire year trying to mentally stick him back in the untouchable dad category.With another Valentine’s Day around the corner, my best friend had left our small town for the big city she’d always dreamed of, and I was finding it harder and harder to get her dad off my mind.Rhett--Single-dad life was tough, but I’d successfully raised my daughter into a confident adult who was ready to live the life she’d dreamed of, and that was far away from our small town.What I hadn’t anticipated was her sweet and innocent best friend blossoming into an incredibly beautiful young adult. So when I found myself falling for her, I was biding my time for her to move away like all the other teens did when they graduated. But she had other plans.With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I was finding it impossible to resist the intelligent, demure, gorgeous woman Chastity had become.After catching her staring at me, I was certain I wanted to be the man to help her prove that names didn’t define a person.

    Too innocent.She’s also my daughter’s best friend.All three of these facts should keep my hands off her, but I can’t get Alex out of my mind.When I discover she’s going to lose her cherry to the snot-nosed punk who lives across the street, I can’t stand it.I decide to stop fighting my urges, and finally claim her.Leave any vanilla expectations at the door, and enjoy this sizzling hot romance that comes with a guaranteed HEA (and no cheating!). Jaye Diamond's stories are what happens when quick and dirty meets short and sweet.Her books are for adult readers, and feature sizzling hot action(with no protection for young heroines and alpha males who excel at baby-making).

    It is being brought under the Sara Hazel brand in preparation for Sara's upcoming release of the third book in the series.  Just letting you know in case you got it back when it first came out. I hope those of you who are new to the series will love it as much as I love writing them. --SaraAriaI might be innocent,but I'm looking for somethingrough and real.  Dylan Wolf seems like the manwho can give it to me.But I'm not sure if I should trustthe man who is holding me down.DylanI need Aria Valance at any cost.  Her thick curves were meantfor me to sink into.  She's stubbornand not easily won,but I like a challenge.But she has to know that I always win.  --Billionaire Romance--Older Alpha Man Younger Curvy Woman--Dark Romance--High Heat

    They’re sweet and sticky, and when I was a kid, my dad’s best friend would give me a cherry-flavored sucker, pat me on the head and call me, angel. He was one of my favorite people. But as I grew, the suckers stopped, and he stopped visiting too. I wasn’t allowed to say his name either, and it wasn’t until I turned eighteen that I learned the truth: he cheated my dad out of a lot of money. 
Deciding to be the person who does something about it, I borrow a friend’s ID and infiltrate his firm as an intern. 
I want to find proof of what he did. I want to find a way to make him pay. Instead, I find something I’m not expecting, not in a million years. 
Landon James is all man. And he’s been watching over me.
Why does that make me all warm inside? 
And why do my knees shake when he calls me angel?
One thing is for sure, everything I thought was right is now wrong. Does that mean my feelings are wrong too? Warning: this quick read contains over-the-top declarations, insta-love and molten hot moments between a younger curvy girl and the older man who swore to protect her.