An artist. A visionary. A creator. If ever a perfect man existed, it would be him. The only problem is… that perfect man? He’s also my professor. *I came here to teach. To absolve myself from the guilt of my past by doing good for others. That plan has worked out just fine.Until her. Chloe Abernathy. Because when I see the shy dancer in the back of my classroom, the man in me wants nothing more to corrupt her.

    Pretend to be her best friend's doting girlfriend during a visit with his reclusive, ex-military hero father, John. But who could have predicted she'd be instantly attracted to the intensely rugged mountain man? Or that, despite their age difference, he'd not only want Lyssa, too--forever--but would catch on to the ruse immediately?No way in hell Lyssa was his son's actual girlfriend. They weren't even convincing liars. Forcing them to admit the truth, however, could hurt his son and John refused to do that. One thing he couldn't refuse, though? His burning hunger for Lyssa. And if he wasn't mistaken, his son continued to create situations that left him and Lyssa alone. Not touching his golden beauty before the truth comes out might prove to be the one obstacle in John's life he isn't strong enough to overcome......and the result could be a wild, enduring love for the ages.

    Together, they heat up the track with longing and desire. Everything about their chemistry is wrong.So why does it feel so right?She’s a hurdle in his way and, dear God does he want to jump her.Will she be worth the risk or will he fall flat on his face?***The characters in this book are of legal age.***

    After all I've accomplished, coaching high school football should be easy...but when you've got a distraction in the form of a nerdy girl with curves, things can get complicated.She's a student, she's barely legal, and she's my best friend’s daughter. I didn't know what desire was until Megan. I had no idea obsession could drive someone insane, until I saw her. I wasn't prepared for the fact that once I laid eyes on Megan my life would really begin.I have to have her, no matter what the cost. I have to breed her and bind her to me so tightly she can't ever getaway. She'll be mine, even if I have to take her.Warning: this book is ridiculous, over the top, completely unbelievable, and pretty much just about breeding the heroine. If you're okay with that, welcome to my dirty, dirty book! Just remember, I warned you.

    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.

    After rumors started swirling at her old job that she was sleeping with a client that she would never touch in a million years, she decided that it was time to move on. She just wants to focus on her future, on getting her new party planning company with her best friend off the ground. Then she gets hired by Dash. Dash Montgomery is a successful software designer who thought he had everything that he needed. Then he sees Gracelyn. One look and he’s sure that he’s found his one. A lifetime of working with computers has left him unsure of how to approach her so he does what he thinks is logical and hires her. Gracelyn keeps telling herself that she can’t be with Dash. She can’t have rumors of her sleeping with her clients plaguing her new business but there’s something about him that Gracelyn can’t get out of her head. Will Dash be able to convince Gracelyn that they’re meant to be?

    I tell him my lips should be learning how to pronounce these strange Cyrillic sounds, but he tells me his lips need to learn every curve of my body instead.If my dad finds out our lessons consist of a little less talk and a lot more action, will he pull us out of Moscow for good? Or will my Russian teacher, who constantly has me screaming vowels, tell me there’s no pulling out…not now, not ever…making me his and filling me full of babies as he breeds me in the land famous for bears and borscht…forever?*Russian Teacher is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

      But they're untouchable. Forbidden. That's the rule. If I'm honest I've always followed the rules.   Until them.   When a dare from my best friend lands me in nothing but a red thong and f*ck-me-heels in front of these possessive, gorgeous men maybe all my sweet, dirty fantasies will come true.   And you want to know the sexiest and dirtiest secret of all? They want to claim me as theirs in ways I've never imagined. But at what cost? I might have won the dare, but I could lose my heart and my scholarship if anyone finds out I'm the professors' forbidden sweet treat. Author's naughty note: This steamy virgin romance novel contains a set of wicked, dominate, and deliciously possessive professors who are hot and hard for their forbidden student and will stop at nothing until her sweet little body, and heart, is theirs. This menage student teacher romance is safe with a HEA and NO CHEATING!

    Even worse, my dad’s former-stepbrother has a room with my name on it.The only thing I remember about Uncle Willem is his boring button-down shirts and quiet demeanor.Except the rugged man who opens his home to me—filling out his t-shirt better than any person should—is not the man I remember. Standing here drooling over his easy dimpled smile, I wonder if I really looked at him at all.Because Willem is anything but boring and, based on the way his eyes linger on my ripped jeans and thin shirt, he is anything but bored by me.Add in that he’s a professor at my college and my major went from ‘undecided’ to ‘him’. He tries to hold back, but I have other plans in mind.College can’t start soon enough. I can’t wait to misbehave and get sent to the professor's office.One touch. One kiss. Each starts with a simple promise: Just for a little while.*Previously published in the USA Today Bestselling anthology, Stories of September. Now with bonus chapters and an extended epilogue.

    Luckily, he has all the information at his fingertips, and soon he'll have a lot more in his hands.This is a super short story about twin sisters switching places.

    Two Strangers. And a raging storm. There’s only one way to stay warm…The travel brochure downright lied. This small, isolated cabin has seen better days, and those days are long gone. It also failed to mention other occupants.Walking in the door, I’m shocked to find a stunning, half-dressed blonde walking out of the bedroom. She’s as shocked to see me as I am to see her. But we have to make the most of a bad situation. The realtor double-booked this place and there’s no where else to go. A winter storm is coming, and neither of us will make it out of here before it blows through. I’m stuck sharing a tiny cabin with an adorable firecracker who makes my heart race and other parts of me stand up and take notice—not such a bad deal, after all.While I’m keeping her warm and safe, she’s stealing my heart. Now, I just need to convince my little hellion our love affair doesn’t end the minute the snow plow clears the road…

     I knew I shouldn’t. It was a mistake. Wrong. Forbidden. A glimpse of heaven before a depraved angel led me to hell. One email was all it would take to end the torture. A simple email, dropping Eden Wilder from my class and my life. But I couldn’t do it. I was selfish—taking any bit of her I could. That’s how addictions start. You give in just a little. Just once. Before long, your obsession has grown into a violent storm, shrouding you in darkness as it consumes your thoughts. Consumes your whole damn life. And everything you’ve worked for is gone. But you honestly don’t give a f*ck. You’d serve your soul up on a silver platter for your addiction. And she was mine. Warning: Recommended for readers 18+ due to strong adult language, themes, and a stalkerific hero who puts the FUN in dysfunctional. Enjoy!

    But promises don’t always work out, especially in matters of the heart. I’ve tried to ignore my attraction but loving a man almost twice my age, comes with epic complications. Complications that we both don’t need.I made a promise to my best friend as I watched him die in my arms, to always be there for his daughter. But for the last six years thoughts of Harper have been running rampant in my mind. I’m not the type of man that breaks a promise but Harper Law is about to be mine.

     At least that’s what I always thought, right up until my eyes landed on him. Joshua Baxter. My irresistibly hot, totally off-limits, almost twice my age professor. If we give in, it could ruin both our lives. But how can I resist him when every one of my senses wants me to surrender? ** Touch & Taste is a steamy romance novella with no cheating and a happy ending. Each book in the Love at First Sight series can be read on its own. 18+ **

    As owner of one of the premiere fine dining experiences in Florida, he has plans to expand and turn a small sleepy town into a tourist attraction. His restaurants are thriving and he makes sure his employees are happy and well paid. He only has one rule he lives by. He will never date his employees. Then he saw his newest employee, Harlow. One look at her and Evan knew that he was going to claim her as his. He wasn’t about to walk away. To hell with his rules. He had to have her. Besides, they always say rules are meant to be broken. Tory has cooked you up something extra special this go around with Evan Jackson, restaurant owner and one over the top Alpha with his eyes on a girl he plans on making his dessert over and over and over… (You get the picture). Pull up a chair, grab a fan and dig in! As always guaranteed Safe read with a Happy Ever After sure to put a smile on your face.